The Pledge of Love Embroidered Heaven

CHAPTER 50. Pink Virus

This afternoon, it suddenly rained. It was strange that the sun was still shining, but the rain suddenly came down. This afternoon, the remaining students stayed in the 12th grade after taking additional tutoring studies.

Heavy rain made some classes have to postpone their intention to go home soon. But those who had raincoats, went straight home through the heavy rain.

I stared ahead watching every drop of rain that fell to the earth.

Elsewhere, Fey just came out of the teacher's room delivering a pile of white papers, student worksheets, after which he came out to the parking lot. Fey paused for a moment as he felt his body start to get wet from recklessly breaking through the rain. He cleaned his bag which was slightly splashed by rainwater.

"Nih tissue!"

Fey turned to look at the hand that held out the tissue. He is Requeen. Fey does need that, he welcomes with pleasure. Requeensha smiled.

"You want to go home raining gini?" ask Requeensha while raising her head up. The raindrops were still tight and the sun was still shining, there was no clouding at all.

"No. Wait for me to leave. Most of the hot rain gini usually does not last long," Fey replied while wiping his hands.

The two eyes of Requeensha accidentally caught Dhanisa's presence walking out of the art room and stopped leaning her back on the pole.

"We'll go there, yuk. To be able to monitor the parking lot is quiet or not, so we can go home." Requeen dragged Fey's hand. Closer to Dhanisa who is still waiting for the rain to subside.

Now their distance is very close. The corner of Requeen's lips raised formed a slanted smile. He had planned something to make Dhanisa's heart hot. After all, Fey also did not care about Dhanisa. At least he could take advantage of the pain and heartbreak that the man next to him was feeling.

Requeensha saw a puddle of water in the field in front of him standing up. Now he knows what to do. Requeen threw the key into the puddle, and took the initiative to pretend to take it.

"Geez!" Requeen pretended to be surprised.

He walked five steps forward, but only the third step Requeen dropped his body between the puddles. Pretend slipped.

Fey went straight down and stepped quickly to help Requeen stand up. The rain was still falling, making both bodies wet.

"aww... " Requeen was brooding in pain, holding onto his ankle.

Fey crouches down and holds Requeensha's leg. "illness?"

Requeensha. His eyes looked towards Nisa. Requeensha knew, Dhanisa had just turned her head towards him but she pretended not to know and did not see.

"We go to the UKS." Fey helped Requeen stand up and rub his body.

"Fey, we're going through there!" Requeen pointed in the direction where Nisa was standing.

Fey said Fey did not seem to realize that Dhanisa was there too. With a slight shock Requeen followed Fey's slow steps that helped him walk. Requeen stopped when he arrived right where Nisa was standing

Requeensha tried to greet him, "Eh, Nisa you haven't come home yet?"

I who was staring at the falling raindrops was shocked when suddenly Requeen was already standing before me. Whereas it was at a distance of 5 meters from me standing at this time.

Fey turned his head when Requeen greeted me. Our eyes met each other. Fey looked relaxed and calm when he saw me. I also just put on a flat face.

"Not yet" I replied as if. I know Requeensha must be looking for another man by making his heart hot. Free. It will not be eaten.

"Oh, don't you bring a bike? Usually you go home with Ustadz Azzam right?"

Requeen turned to the side looking at Fey, then turned back to look at me. "Oh or not between your girlfriends. Oops! Wrongfully. Ex-means. EX-CONGRAT!" cebik Requeensha, without a care.

This is too cruel!

I'm peeling it all out. I don't know what I'm dealing with right now. Requeensha's words were truly painful, piercing to the heart.

Both my hands clenched tightly. My eyes are maximal. The fingernails of the hand extend. If it can be elongated, it must have resembled an eagle claw ready to tear.

"Bad! Can your mouth be guarded?" my son, pointed sharply at him. "I don't think, there are people who want to be friends with women mouth musk, and two-faced like you." I laughed cynically and left my eyes on Fey.

"You're the bad one, Nisa!" chirped Fey suddenly. "If Requeen hadn't told you about everything, and the matter hasn't been revealed for sure I we'll continue to have that forbidden relationship!"

"Sha, let's go fast!" bring Fey. He did not want to stand in front of the woman who had lied to him for long. Fey would go to great lengths to avoid meeting the woman in front of him at this time. Despite his weight, he tried to build a life on his other earth.

I gasped and took a breath after. The air around seems to be as long as the supply is declining. I feel more claustrophobic.

The other side of one truth I found out, who spread it all and I was wrong to accuse Jihan.

I stepped no matter the rain that was still falling, but at least it was starting to subside from before.

My joints feel weak. I have to keep moving towards the stop. Waiting for public transportation to come pick up the passengers.

My body is starting to feel bad. I rubbed my shaky shoulders. The rain brings sadness.

Five minutes later, public transport arrived with nearly full passenger conditions. My eyes swept all over the left and right seats. Looking for a seat left for my tiny body. I sat in the right row huddled with thick-bodied mothers. My hands are shaking withstanding the cold. Five minutes of waiting for an angkot is enough to make my body cold.

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The next day...

I try to forget everything. Forgetting all the painful statements and realities that happened yesterday.

I took the Ipod and the headset. Pair it in my two ears, then sit on the couch. My eyes were closed enjoying the chant of the song in play.

One clang rang from my phone. From the pop up that appears on the screen there is a short message coming in.

Brother misses. Wait for brother if not delay brother will arrive later tonight.

One incoming message from Azzam via whatsApp. A message that makes me smile.

For the first time, I felt a deep longing. For the first time I started getting the pink virus. And true, I will not hang my expectations with another man.

After yesterday's bad incident, I neutralized my feelings back. Committed to only falling in love with one creature, my husband, Azzam.

Now, Azzam is what he has, so I should be enough to look at Azzam.

Headset attached to the ear, I let go. With a smile I entered the room. I immediately smelled the scent of Azzam perfume. The aroma that for three days accompanied him with longing.

I sat myself in bed. I held my hand to the side of the bed. The bed that will fill up again when my husband comes home.

For a moment I felt hungry, since school I have not eaten anything else. I went out, leading to the kitchen. Making fried noodles and eggs ceplok the easiest and not complicated thing to do.

In this kitchen, my brain is electrifying the memory of my silliness while cooking. I just smiled amusedly considering the ridiculousness of that time.

The ready food is done. I took her to the dining table. Netra my eyes dropped a gaze on the bowl that was filled with my fried noodle concoction.

My head turned to the side. The figure of a man was smiling, looking at me fixedly. His pair of beads looked lovingly at him. I smiled back, a little embarrassed when looked at so.

The gaze stopped, as suddenly the figure faded from my vision. I gasped in shock. Rubbing eyes in disbelief.

I was just hallucinating, I murmured.

I just found out that it's just a shadow that's been illuminated by the subconscious. I sighed, so longing, that I could cast the shadow of Azzam sitting next to me to eat.

I looked down at the empty chair next door. Right, the seat next to this should belong to Azzam. We should have eaten both of them at this time.

I raised my head back, as one Video Call call rang. My hand shifted the screen, receiving that video call.

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

The man shifted his body, like a little away from the crowd.

"Why was your message not answered?"

"Oh that, the plan was to reply but because of hunger so forget"

"Could it be?"

"Can" I said with a smile.

Seeing Azzam's forehead folded and his eyebrows raised. Azzam seemed curious about what I was eating.

I'm laughing a little. "Bang, why the hell?"

"Nisa, what's it eating?"

I held up the plate closer to the screen. "Fried noodles with eggs" I said, then grinned. "You?"

Azzam. "Why eat more noodles, Nisa? Brother has said reduce eating instant noodles, not good for the body. Kan Abang has taught Nisa a recipe for simple menus."

I gulped down a glass of water then wiped my lips with a tissue before I answered Azzam's question.

"Prints, Bang."

"What's lazy?"

I whinesan.

"Or is the money you sent out already gone?"

I shook my head quickly. "Not yet"

Azzam sighed. "Yes already. Brother wants this the last time you saw Nisa eat noodles."

I nodded, saying what he said.

"How's school?"

"School Nisa B aja," I said that without looking at the cell phone, busy eating noodles. It's been so hungry.

"Why B? Why not just?"

I snorted, putting the fork on the plate. "That Nisa B means, 'Regular' aja."

I also couldn't possibly tell about the inner pressure I felt these few days, when my schoolmates looked at me differently. I'm like an isolated man.

"Oh" Azzam nodded. "Nisa, then? Why does it look lethargic?"

"healthy. Brother, how?"

"Alhamdulillah."

"Abang, so come back?"

"Yes, it's already about to go. Nisa wants to take what? Let brother buy it."

"No, no," I shook my head. Honestly, I don't want anything. "Oh, yes. Nisa is not at Umi's house anymore. You see today the same mother came today so Nisa stayed at home first, while waiting for them to come"

Later that night I will return to Umi's house. But for a while I was at home waiting for the arrival of my father and mother from Singapore. He said they'd be here this afternoon.

"Dad and mom are back in Indonesia today?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Not that, their schedule back is still 3 months away?"

I stood still for a while twirling the noodles in a dish with a spoon.

My memory was momentarily lost in what Mom had said on her last phone call. They want to discuss the continuation of my household with Azzam. Wh why? What this had to do with their anger at the time, knowing I was still close to Fey. What mom and dad will discuss with the Azzam family. My face is back. How I convey everything,

"Sina?" admonish Azzam when he saw me just silent.

I put a fork over the bowl. "Maybe miss with Nisa just like Nisa misses with brother" I said a short laugh.

Azzam's heart rippled violently when he found out his wife missed him the same. Azza. was happy, maybe his wife's heart began to soften.

A second later a smile spread across his lips. The sentence became an extraordinary motivation for him, to immediately go home and hug the woman he was staring at through a smartphone.

"Abang is the same. Longs. But relax, brother, come home soon. There is not a single happiness, except when you can continue to be next to your beloved wife."

Hearing that, of course I immediately smiled happily, my spirit slowly rising. While holding the phone. I continued to bribe noodles.

"Nisa, have you prayed Asar?" azzam's voice asked.

"Not yet"

His face began to wry. "Why not?"

"Nisa, want to eat first, ntar just pray."

Azzam's face is neutral. "Sholat is mandatory. So, after eating go to prayer, do not delay again. If Nisa is anxious, worried then pray to get calm. The soul of the person who prays will be different from the person who does not work. Peace is found only in the hearts of those who pray. Worship, and remember God. Do it on the basis of necessity, not necessity because we need God."

Azzam's advice made me feel guilty for delaying prayer. But, I am really hungry right now, how can I pray solemnly if the stomach is hungry.

"Nisa listen no, what you said just now" Azzam said.

I nodded with a smile. I was really very lucky that the attention and good advice from Azzam pleased me.

"Yes," I said, still chewing on the noodles that just landed in my mouth.

"Don't go in the right ear, out the left ear huh?"

"Yes" I muttered back.

"Then my brother closed the VC first, I'll see you tonight, my wife. Assalamu'alaikum"

The smile that had been missing since two days ago slowly returned when the call was stopped. "Wa'alaikumsalam." The mobile phone screen again displays a lined menu display.

Changing direction is better with sincere intentions, hopefully can lead him to the obedience and devotion that Azzam had hoped for me so far. Bismillah...

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