The End of the Waiting

Waking up by your side

“Mara, there's someone looking for you under.” Raisa came to give information that made Amara frown in wonder.

“Who, Mom?”

“Mother also does not know. I think he's only been here for the first time, his face is foreign.”

Amara nodded. There is a curiosity that approaches him, the article is strange if anyone is looking for him right when he is at his parents' house.

The next day Amara did come to the house of his parents escorted by Azizah who happened to be leaving for morning service. He deliberately came because he missed both parents, also because of loneliness at home only alone.

Amara immediately put on the head covering and walked down towards the living room. I wonder who came looking for him.

Arriving in the living room, Amara looked at the woman who was sitting with her head lowered. His face was not so foreign in sight. He said his greetings to make the woman look up at him, her lips twisting a smile. However, Amara could see there was pain behind that thin smile.

“Sorry. Mommy knows me? What is the need, huh?” Amara sat in front of the woman who was staring at her so intensely.

The woman nodded with a bitter smile. “I already know enough who you are, Ma'am.” His words paused, he took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. “Include me Farah Aisyahrani, wife of Mas Haris.”

Amara nodded, but still did not understand what reason brought the woman to come to him. They did not know each other until the woman came to his house. It coincides when he is in this house. If it wasn't possible that woman wouldn't have met him.

“Let me talk first, Ma'am,” he said interjecting, stopping Amara who almost opened her mouth.

“I and Mas Haris got married because of an arranged marriage, maybe you already know about it. But what made me sick until this moment was that my husband still kept the name of another woman in his heart and mind. Without me mentioning you clearly know who that woman is.”

“But it's none of my business, Ms Farah. Regardless of us being ex-lovers, our relationship is over when she prefers you. From then on whatever concerns him is no longer my business,” replied Amara lazily and indifferently.

“I understand, Ma'am. I came to see you just want to ask for help to save our household which is now on the edge.”

Amara chuckled softly. “Jeez, Sister Farah. Where exactly is your mind? I am a nobody, while you are his wife, you should be the one to talk and find a way out over whatever is going on with your household. Not even attract others who do not know anything.”

“I'm doing it, Ma'am Mara. Because the way out is you, all the sources of problems that occur in our household,” said Farah was half excited.

Amara endured the vexation that was entrenched in her heart. He may be considered a source of trouble, while he feels he never does anything. Haris is married to Farah because of his own wishes, he chooses. If in the future there is something that is not over why he was brought along.

“I beg you, Ma'am Mara. Only you can persuade my husband to cancel this parting plan, please pity this pregnant woman.”

“Sorry, Sister Farah I can't do it. I have the status of a wife of a person and your husband's business is with you.” Amara was reluctant, for what she interfered with the household of others. “Pun whatever I will do must be with permission of husband.”

“Please me, Ma'am. I beg you,” said Farah memhiba, hoping that her husband's ex-lover would kindly grant his wish.

“I have nothing to do with you or your husband, Ma'am. Please keep in mind that I also have a husband and am pregnant. Do not let your request get me also in trouble that could destroy my household.”

“There-there's only. Want to solve the problem yourself, but take me with you. Could she get along with her husband, I who was infuriated by my husband,” muttered Amara while shaking his head with the way the woman's mind.

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“Iya, Mas. I stayed at my mom and dad's house first, okay? Kangen them,” Amara said via video call with her husband.

“Bby, but don't forget to tell mama not to worry.”

Amara nodded. “Mas Akram how does it work?”

“Alhamdulillah everything is smooth, dear. Pray that the business will be finished quickly so that I can go home soon,” Akram replied with a smile.

“Don't be too tired, Mas. Don't forget to take care of your health and eat on time.”

“You are also careful there, yes. Do not go alone, if you want to go anywhere just take the driver.”

“Iya, Mas.”

“Oh, yes I had an uninvited guest.”

Seen across there Akram raised his eyebrows curious. “Who?” tanyanya.

“Wife Haris. It's strange to know. He came here to ask for help, but the sentence was really annoying. Says I'm the source of trouble in her household. It's delicious.” Amara spilled her frustration back when remembering the woman.

“You what?” ask Akram with sharp-picking eyes.

“I was told to talk to her husband to cancel the breakup that might happen. Who does he think I am? I am someone else, married and no more business with her husband,” Amara scolded in an annoyed tone.

“Have ignored it. No need to be dizzy. You have rejected it, that is enough. Don't pull yourself into other people's problems.” Akram. There is a little uncomfortable feeling because his wife's life is overshadowed by the past that might change what has happened before his eyes.

Their conversation continued until midnight. Talk about simple, but meaningful things.

To Be Continue ....