Tears of Sholehah's Wife

Episodes 15.

Ammar and Jihan arrived home, Mang Jaja who was surprised to see the couple rushed to them.

“Loh, what's up? Why did Den Ammar and Neng Jihan come home again?” Ask Mang Jaja.

“Sickness, Mang.” Ammar answered briefly.

Jihan was stunned to hear Ammar say her name.

“Astagfirullah. Then what can I do for Neng Jihan?”

Jihan shook her head and smiled. “Not there, Mang. I just need a break.”

“If Neng Jihan needs anything, tell me the same. Let me help you get.” Mang Jaja. Ammar only snorted because Mang Jaja cared too much for Jihan.

“Iya, Mang. Thank you.”

“Already, quickly enter! Didn't hear what the doctor said? You must rest!” Ammar said suddenly with an expressionless face.

Mang Jaja and Jihan looked at each other, astonished to see the change in Ammar's attitude which was usually indifferent, now concerned with his wife.

“Iya, Mas.” Jihan nodded obediently. “I went inside first, yes, Mang.”

“Yes, Neng Jihan. Please!” Sahut Mang Jaja's.

Ammar and Jihan walked into the house, without them knowing from outside the gate Miranda was watching the two.

“Why did Ammar turn to Jihan? What's the matter? I have to do something, I can't stay silent.” Miranda said with eyes filled with hatred.

Meanwhile, Jihan and Ammar went up to the second floor, while on the stairs, Ammar continued to walk behind Jihan with a fairly close distance, he wanted to keep and make sure that his wife was safe to get to the top.

But as soon as Jihan was about to enter her room, Ammar's remark again surprised the hijab woman.

“Don't rest in this room! In my room only.” Ammar Pinta.

Jihan turned around and looked at Ammar with a shriveled forehead. “Why, Mas?”

“Mama and Papa will come to see you, I don't want them to know that we haven't slept in the room. While you rest in my room first, until they come home.” Said Ammar and immediately walked into his own room.

Jihan was silent, she tried to calm herself who was nervous about having to rest in her husband's room.

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After changing clothes with his house and instant hijab, Jihan came to Ammar's room.

Ammar who had also changed clothes was sitting on the edge of the bed while playing a mobile phone, he immediately looked at Jihan when the woman was just fixated on the doorstep of her room.

“Why just stand there? You don't want to go in?” Ask Ammar.

“Eh, ma-not so, Mas. But I'm ...” Jihan is nervous because she has never been in a room with a man, let alone she is still embarrassed to meet her husband due to yesterday's incident.

Ammar scrunched his forehead looking at Jihan's awkward attitude. “Come in! Something I want to ask.”

“What, Mas?”

“Meet her in!” Ammar Pinta.

Jihan began to step in and stand in front of Ammar at a closer distance.

“So we've had one school, huh?” Ask Ammar without further ado.

Jihan was astonished, not expecting Ammar to ask such a question. “Mas remember it?”

“So right? How close are we?”

“Kita ..”.

“Jihan .... Ammar!” Anita shouted to the child and daughter-in-law, making Jihan not have time to continue her words.

“Mama?” Ammar gasped at Anita's voice.

“Loh, you guys here apparently?” Anita said when she found Ammar and Jihan who were still glued to their respective places.

“Jihan, how are you? Why stand here?” Anita hugged Jihan.

“Alhamdulillah, already improved, Ma.” Reply Jihan. “This is just about to break.”

Ammar. “Mama has long arrived?”

“Newly. Below you are your father and father-in-law. Meet up!”

“Ada Ummi and Abi too? I want to meet them.” Said Jihan was happy and wanted to follow Ammar, but Anita forbade it.

“You rest here, baby. Let Ummi be with your Abi who is here.”

“Iya, Ma.”

“Come, Mama help you lie down.” Anita takes Jihan to bed.

After making sure Jihan's sleeping position is comfortable, Anita pulls the bed cover and covers her daughter-in-law.

“Thank you, Ma.”

Anita smiles. “Iya, darling.”

“Assalamualaikum, Jihan.” Sapa Arif and Salma together.

“Wa’ aleikumsalam Abi .... Ummi.” Jihan Sahut. He was very happy because Arif and Salma came to see him.

“How are you doing, Nak?” Salma immediately hugged her beloved daughter.

“Alhamdulillah, already quiet, Ummi. I just got the flu from the rain on my way home from work yesterday.”

“Loh, did Ammar not pick you up? Why are you so rained on?” Cecar Anita is suspicious.

“Yesterday I got stuck in traffic, Ma. Jihan is impatient and goes home first.” Sela Ammar suddenly came with Joseph.

Jihan stared at Ammar, not expecting her husband to lie.

“Astagfirullah, Son. You should be patient waiting for your husband. Look, you're getting sick like this.” Salma advised Jihan.

Jihan was only able to sigh. “Iya, Ummi. Sorry.”

“Ya already, next you have to wait for Ammar. Don't go home alone again.” Yusuf.

Jihan nodded. “Good, Pa.”

“Mar, anyway every Jihan go and come home from work, should be with you!” Yusuf.

Ammar nodded. “Iya, Pa.”

“Oh, yes. What do you want to eat, honey? Let Mama cook.”

“Not done, Ma. Entar troublesome.” Reject Jihan.

“Nothing, baby. We all gather here, so we can eat together. Isn't that right, Salma?”

“Iya, right. Later I help cooking.” Salma Sahut. Anita nodded as well.

“Well, that's a great idea. So Papa can chat with Arif. Let the office, the Ahmad who takes care of.” Continued Yusuf.

“About big boss, can be as easy as possible, yes, Suf?” Arif LEDek.

“Hahaha, yes, dong. When else can you relax with family and besan like this?”

Everyone laughed at Joseph's words.

“Then we stay first, yes, dear. You rest just.” Said Anita.

“Iya, Ma.”

“Ammar, look after Jihan! If you need anything, say the same Mama.”

“Ready, big mistress!” Seloroh Ammar's.

“Basic brat!” Anita hit Ammar's shoulder, making the handsome-looking man chuckle.

Jihan smiled seeing Ammar laughing so.

Everyone left Jihan and Ammar in the room.

“You haven't answered my question.” Ammar said with a serious face.

Jihan looked up at Ammar who was standing before her while she lay face to face.

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