Tears of Sholehah's Wife

Episodes 17.

An hour later, Ammar regained his senses, opened his eyes and rushed up from the bed holding his head. Jihan who saw her husband was awake, immediately approached him.

“Mas, his head still hurts?” Ask Jihan.

“It's not, just a little heavy.” Ammar answered, holding his head and coming down from the bed.

“Mas, where are you going?”

“I want to see Miranda and ask about this problem.”

“It is better that Mas pretends not to know and still behave as usual, so that Mas can investigate all this without his knowledge.” Cetus Jihan's.

Ammar was stunned, what Jihan said was true as well.

Suddenly Ammar's phone rang, the man immediately grabbed the communication device and exhaled at the sight of the caller's ID.

“Miranda.” Said Ammar while showing his phone screen in front of Jihan.

“Thank you, Mom! And just be normal.” Pinta Jihan's. And Ammar according though with a heavy heart.

“Halo, Mir.” Greet Ammar when the call is connected.

“What are you doing again, baby?”

Ammar rolled his eyeballs lazily then replied in a flat tone. “I'm meeting at the office. Later again, yeah?”

Ammar rushed to end the call from Miranda and deactivated his phone.

“Loh, why is it turned off, Mas?” Jihan is shocked to see Ammar's behavior.

“I can't pretend to be sweet with her. I feel like asking frankly about his lies.”

“Mas should be able if you want to know the truth. Because if Mas blatantly asked, he would not want to be honest. So it's best that Mas investigate all this secretly.”

“But I'm not good at theatrics!”

“Mas can't be rash! If he could concoct a story to deceive Mas, it meant that he was a smart person as well as a cunning one. He must have had many ways and reasons to dodge when Mas asked. So Mas had to devise a strategy to dismantle his guise.” Jihan Papar.

“Ck, yes-yes! Very chatty, anyway!” Sahut Ammar as he moved and entered the bathroom.

Jihan was just shaking her head at Ammar's attitude.

And this time it's Jihan's turn to ring, it turns out there's a call from Radit. Jihan hurriedly answered the incoming call from her superior.

“Halo, Assalamualaikum, Sir.” Gentle Hihan greeting.

“Wa’alaikumsalam, Jihan. He said you were sick, right? What pain? How are you doing?”

Jihan was astonished as Radit leaned her in with an anxious question.

“Iya, Sir. It's just the flu, though. This also Alhamdulillah has improved.” Answer Jihan.

“Thank God. Then I'll look at you.”

“Eh, no need, sir. It troubles Father. I've been sniffing anyway, really. Tomorrow you can also enter work.”

“Ya done it, then. But you rest first, do not rush in. Good luck, yes.”

“Iya, Sir. Thank you.”

“Assalamualaikum, Jihan.”

“Wa’alaikumsalam, Pak.”

“Surely your boss is, right?” Suddenly the sound of baritone Ammar invaded Jihan's hearing senses, the woman turned her head towards Ammar who was already standing behind her.

“Iya, Mas. That's Mr. Radit asked me about my condition.” Jihan plain sahut.

Ammar smiled cynically. “He wants your attention. Be sok care.”

Jihan scrunched her forehead. “Mas how does that speak? Mr. Radit is my boss, it is natural to ask the state of his employees.”

“He likes you! Not purely caring as a superior.” Ammar then stepped out of the room.

Meanwhile, in a drug-flavored room, Miranda was upset that Ammar had ended the conversation. Even when he dialed back, Ammar's phone was off.

“Shoppers! You're starting to dare me. It must be because of Jihan! I'll destroy you both!” Miranda Furious.

“Alright, we can start his hormone therapy.” Said a doctor who suddenly entered the room. Because of following Ammar earlier, Miranda was forced to reschedule the therapy.

“Good, Doc.” Reply Miranda with a forced smile.

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Ammar went downstairs, and Jihan followed her husband because she was worried, afraid that the beautiful man would go to see Miranda.

“Eh, this is Ammar and Jihan is down.” Anita said as she saw her son and daughter-in-law approaching.

“You've done well?” Ask Yusuf.

“Already, Pa.” Answer Jihan. And Ammar just nodded.

“Then let's eat first, Mama and Umm Jihan have finished cooking this.” Anita. Ammar and Jihan.

“Yes, Papa is also hungry.” Yusuf Sahut. “Come, Rif! We eat.”

Joseph invited his friend and his besi to eat.

“Iya, Suf.” Reply to Arif and immediately follow Joseph to the dinner table.

The two families also had lunch together and occasionally chatted while joking with laughter. But not with Ammar, his handsome face was flat with no expression, he ate in silence and never once opened his voice. Everyone was aware of Ammar's attitude, but they didn't want to disturb him.

“Tonight Mama and Papa want to stay here. Want to see you guys.” Anita said without further ado.

“Uhuk ... uhuk .. uhuk ...” Ammar who was drinking choked and coughed when he heard the statement of the mother.

“Drink slowly, dong, Mar!” Anita patted the back of her son.

“Amar choked because he heard we wanted to stay the night, Ma. Afraid we might disturb.” Sela Yusuf with a wicked face. He deliberately teased Ammar to make the atmosphere melt.

“Iya, Mar? So anyway? Want to have a wife, Mama and Papa are considered bullies? Yes, we go home, deh!” Anita pretends to sulk.

“No, Ma. Not so!” Ammar. Obviously he was worried that his parents would stay here, he didn't want them to know that his room and his wife were separate.

“Not really, Pa. Papa is suudzon alone same son himself.” Said Anita.

“Papa thought so, Ma.” Reply Joseph with a sinless face. Arif and Salma just smelled a smile at his mischievous behavior.

“So we can stay here?” Ask Anita to make sure.

Ammar repeatedly swallowed the saliva, for a moment he looked at Jihan who had been silent with a tense face.

“Iya, can, Ma.” Ammar finally nodded and resigned.

“Wah, glad to be able to spend time with children and daughter-in-law.” Anita blabbed in excitement.

Ammar just breathed a heavy sigh. What other drama is this? Why did Mom and Dad decide to stay here?

Likewise with Jihan, she was not inexhaustible with the decision of her father-in-law.

“Mas Arif and Salma don't stay too?” Ask Anita again.

Arif shakes. “Sorry, Anita. I can't, tonight I'll teach the kids to teach. But if my wife wants to stay overnight, nothing.”

“No need, Abi. Ummi just go home with Abi.” Sela Salma's.

“Yes, how else? Though I hope Mas Arif and Salma can stay too.” Anita.

“God willing, another time we will definitely stay here.” Tukas Arif's.

Jihan looks disappointed because her parents can't stay, but she still misses them.

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