Tears of Sholehah's Wife

Episode 63's.

As soon as he gets the news that Arif and Salma are in an accident, Yuni and Radit visit them.

“Once I heard from Aisyah if Mas Arif and Mbak Salma accident, I immediately invite Radit here. I am panicking and anxious once.” Yuni said.

“Thank you for worrying about us and bothering to come here.” Arif said a little.

“Ah, no fuss at all, really. We are neighbors, we should care for each other, especially soon we will be family.” Reply Yuni.

Arif and Salma smiled in response to the hijab woman's words. While Radit had been focusing on looking at Jihan who was bowed before him.

“Oh yes, so Nak Radit when to return to Jakarta?” Arif, who had noticed that Radit had been staring at Jihan, asked her to take her eyes off.

Radit was startled and immediately turned his gaze to Arif. “The plan is this afternoon, sir. But it looks like I'm delaying so tomorrow only.”

Arif frowned. “Why?”

“Hem, suddenly I'm lazy, Sir.” Radit then laughed.

“Biasala, Mas. When it was near the capital, he became lazy to return to Jakarta. Moreover, his heart is also here.” Ledek Yuni, making Arif and Salma laugh.

While Radit just smiled shyly. Actually she delayed her return because it was bad because her future father-in-law had just had an accident and she wanted to comfort Jihan so as not to grieve, even though she did not know how.

In the afternoon, Radit assisted Asep and Joko repair Arif's motorcycle. Fortunately, the damage was not too severe, so there was no need to be taken to the workshop.

Jihan approached the three men with a tray of cold sweet tea.

“This, drink first, Mas!” Said Jihan slowly.

Radit turned his head and took a glass of the cold sweet tea that Jihan offered. “Thank you, jihan.”

“Cie, only prospective husbands are offered? We're both not, are we?” Ledek Asep's.

Jihan's face suddenly blushed, she smiled shyly.

“This is two more glasses for you.” Sela Radit's.

Asep and Joko laughed then rushed to pick up their sweet rations of iced tea.

“You don't drink too?” Radit asked pleasantries, he was at a loss what to say.

“No, Mas.”Jihan Sahut.

“Jihan!” Suddenly Aisha called.

Jihan turned. “Iya, Bule.”

“Yuk, help Bule prepare the ingredients to make porridge for tomorrow!” Pinta Aisha.

“Loh, tomorrow's sale? Isn't Abi and Ummi sick, Bule?”

“Besok Abi and Ummi you do not need to join the sale, let us help Asep and Joko. Unfortunately if you do not sell, customers will be disappointed.” Aisyah.

“Iya, Bule.” Jihan Sahut.

“If you want, I can also help at warung.” Radit.

Jihan shook her head. “No need, Mas. Not good to see people, later so slander.”

“Iya, Mas.” Joko.

Radit only smiled in response to the babbling of the two brothers.

“Then I go inside first, Mas.” Said Jihan.

Radit nodded. “Iya.”

Jihan hurriedly passed from before Radit who kept looking at her departure.

“Don't keep staring, Mas. Jihan didn't run, kok!” Syndicate Asep.

Radit instantly turned his face away and smiled embarrassedly.

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Tonight again Ammar went around, down the streets around the hospital. He does not want to give up, at this time he has got a bright spot of the existence of Jihan, although he does not know where exactly the woman he loves lives.

To be honest Ammar still feels upset and wonders who was the man who hugged Jihan earlier? But he did not want to be prejudiced, and thought it might just be an online motorcycle driver.

Ammar drove his car quite slowly, he dyed here and there, hoping to find the figure he missed so much.

“Where are you, Jihan?”

Ammar never expected it would be this difficult to find Jihan and her family, a year is not a short time to look for them. But it also does not produce results.

And because of seeing Jihan earlier, Ammar's longing was more intense, he wanted to hug the woman who was still tied to marriage with him.

“Yes Allah, please meet us.” Please Ammar.

He then turned his car into a small street, for some reason his instincts led him here. Slowly Ammar drove forward his car, he noticed the houses of residents who had looked lonely because the time had shown ten o'clock at night.

Because the road was deadlocked and not wide, Ammar decided to turn around. He got into a large yard and turned his car there, and then darted away from the house.

Hearing the sound of a car approaching their house, Jihan peeked out of the window. He saw a black sedan drive away.

“What's up, Son?” Ask Arif.

“So there's a car coming into our yard, Abi. But now it's gone.” Answer Jihan.

“Oh, most people want to turn around, the road is narrow.”

“Yes, I think so, Abi.”

“Yes already, you are sleeping! Tomorrow I have to get up early.” Pinta Arif's.

“Good, Abi. Then I sleep first.” Jihan rushed into her room.

Likewise with Arif, he walked limping back to his room.

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