Tafakur Love Mualaf

Suspicious

Hasbi and Fiha have just returned home from college, and get a reprimand from her mother.

"Hasbi, you get an invitation from Uncle Qalam. He told you to guide the study tonight." Yunah said.

"Yes ma'am, I will come God willing." Hasbi replied.

Pyarrr!

Suddenly there was the sound of shards falling to the floor. Her voice was sourced from Fiha and Hasbi's room. Fiha was taking a temporary painkiller. Hasbi opened the door, then looked at Fiha.

"Why are you taking the medicine again?" Hasbi saw Fiha holding the medicine pack.

"It's a cure for canker sores" Fiha replied reasoned.

"Really, why don't I believe it" Hasbi said.

"I bought it at the pharmacy, don't ask too many questions." Fiha grimaced, enduring the pain.

"You don't lie, people look so sick." Hasbi approached him, then helped Fiha's body lean.

"This is just fatigue, please be aware of the effects of pregnancy. You see, I've got this kind of warning." Fiha showed me his forehead.

"Thank God, I can breathe a sigh of relief if you're all right." Hasbi kissed her cheek.

Fiha nodded. "Yes, I'm fine."

Hasbi immediately unwrapped the plain medicine. Then Hasbi poured some more water. Fiha took the medicine, simultaneously gulping down water.

"Fiha baby, I love you. Never hide your distress, please open up to me." said Hasbi softly.

Fiha clasped his palm. "What trouble can I hide from you. We're husband and wife, we're gonna weather the storm of life together."

"I want to take a shower, yes, I want to go to a school. Uncle Qalam invited me to attend." Hasbi said.

"Yes my dear." Fiha kissed Hasbi's cheek.

Hasbi immediately took a broom, to clean the broken glass. After that, he just went into the bathroom.

"Huaa... It hurts so bad. I can't stand it, it hurts so much." Fiha shed his tears.

Not long after, Hasbi came out of the bathroom. Fiha showed an ordinary face, as if without burden. Hasbi was able to see his remaining eyes of water, though Fiha had removed them.

"You're crying, baby?" ask Hasbi.

"Don't love, why do you think that way." Fiha smiled.

"Yes, it's better now that we teach together" said Hasbi.

"So I was a darling, you were the one who taught alone. In a moment 'the Maghrib, we must pray in congregation." replied Fiha.

"Fiha, are you inside?" Yunah knocked on the door.

"True ma'am, I'm on my own." replied Fiha.

"Well, if the door is locked. Oh, yeah, I'm going to the boutique, you wanna come along?" haggling Yunah.

"Sir Ma'am, I did." replied Fiha softly.

"Yes already, you be careful at home. I lived first, assalamualaikum." said Yunah.

"Wa'alaikumsalam" replied Fiha.

After her mother-in-law left, Fiha opened the room door. Fiha walked slowly, then fell to the floor. Fiha sobbed, enduring the pain.

"Huaa." Fiha smacked the wall.

More and more days, he felt that his condition was not good. He thought about how to hide it from Hasbi, so that his big secret would not be discovered.

Filda was playing fireworks with her friend. When passing in front of Hasbi's house, there was a sound of shards of shard.

"Eh, what's wrong in that house" said Filda.

"I don't know either." replied Sania.

They had just wanted to approach the door, yet had already been told to leave by the middle-aged man. He knocked on the door, then Fihah opened it.

"Hi Fiha baby!" sapana.

"Om, why are you here" replied Fiha worriedly.

"Look at me like a demon, why not offer to come in" he said, smiling.

"For what I'm offering, it's better now that Om's gone." Fiha.

The man was about to step foot inside the house. Fiha wanted to close the door immediately, but lost steam with him.

"Fiha, Fiha, why are you being covered like this. Usually also wear a mini skirt." The Spaniards laughed, looking at his performance from top to bottom.

"Should I tell the reason, to a stranger. Better, you leave immediately." cried Fiha.

The man approached towards Fiha, then his shoulder got the blow of a vase of flowers. Fiha immediately ran, albeit slowly. Fiha entered the room again, then locked the door tightly.

"I have to ask Hasbi for help, my heart hurts a lot." Fiha immediately picked up his phone, which was on the nightstand.

Fiha spoke as quickly as possible, as the phone at his house was connected. Hasbi immediately ran out of the mosque, knowing his wife was in danger. Fortunately, he had already finished hosting the study.

"Fiha wait for me at home, I definitely won't let that man interfere." Hasbi monologue.