The Pledge of Love Embroidered Heaven

CHAPTER 84. Must Go home

"Oh my God, son. It's just coming home." Umi glanced at the clock attached to the wall. "It's 3 in the afternoon, you guys left at 9 in the morning." Umi.

Mom came out of the room, probably hearing that Azzam and I were home. "Nisa, geez you two if you have gone both way already home, yes" teased my mother and Azzam alternately.

I nodded while scratching my forehead. "He-he. Sorry umi. Sorry mom if we're out long."

Mom rubbed my arm slowly up and down. "Yes. Where the hell are you guys from? I went to the doctor all that time, right?"

Azzam looked at me and then answered my mother's question. "We were in the hospital for a while, Mom. Just the two of us took a walk earlier."

"Well, that's right, ma'am" I said. "Which father, ma'am. How did you not see it from earlier?"

"Your father is out. Buy souvenirs."

"By-by? Are you going home yet?" my many.

"Yes, it's late in the afternoon that mom and dad are going home."

"Why so fast, mom? It's only been two days, Dad, mom." Added Azzam. "Mi, umi also want to come home today?" Azzam grabbed his umi hand. "Umi'll stay here for a few more days huh, Mi."

"Yes Umi. Nisa, the boss at home has no chat. Umi don't go home yahh," I whined at Umi.

Umi follows the tip of her pupil to father and mother. "It's not just that I refuse Azzam and Nisa, Abi you will come home tomorrow and at home there is only Abang Fikri. Who's cooking for the abi later?"

"Mi, instead of Sister Sarah often visit the house right Mi, well there will be sister Sarah umi."

"Nisa, what about Sarah's cooking story? After all Sarah is not yet your brother's wife," said Umi anyway.

"Ih, brother Fikri was very long married Sister Sarah. Ntar was taken by a new guy nyesel," pouted me.

"Nisa, let the brother who persuaded umi yes. Nisa now better take a shower, clean the body. After that rest."

"But—"

Azzam grabbed my hand and gave me a clear plastic bag containing the drugs purchased at the pharmacy earlier. "This is the medicine that Heriansyah's doctor suggested earlier. Now Nisa has to rest and drink this regularly."

I let out a breath. "Hmmmmm.... Yes, yes!"

"Remember umi's persuasion yes!" I whispered, with a pressing tone then took the package that was still hanging in Azzam's hand.

"Yes. There!" Azzam sniffed his chin. Asking me to come in soon.

***

The slightly brown-haired male figure, standing enjoying the afternoon atmosphere on the balcony of his house. The sky was not yet twilight, but the clouds he was staring at seemed to bring down the sweet smile of the figure of the woman who was being brainwashed. The man ceaselessly raised his smile while looking up set the sky that clumped with white clouds like cotton. Today was very bright, it might just be as bright as Ridho's heart at the moment.

Ridho sighed calmly, enjoying every second of the gust of wind that hit his face.

The woman, who was none other than his wife, chose to approach when she found out her husband was outside the balcony of their room. His steps are slowed. Rara, who is none other than Ridho's wife, cradled her husband's body from behind trying to find the warmth that had been lost from her. Rara just misses the attention and affection that Ridho used to give her.

Ridho turned his head quickly, when he realized there was something coiling around his waist.

"Mas," said Rara, leaning her head against Ridho's back.

Ridho silently looked at what Rara had done to him. He stretched his body, looking for space to release Rara's embrace. However, the woman only tightened her embrace. Don't want to let go of that.

"By!" Ridho snarled in annoyance, trying to release Rara's arms that encircled her stomach.

"Mas, let Rara do this. I miss you!" Rara raised her arms around the chest of Ridho's field from behind.

Ridho closed his eyes tightly. This time, she enjoyed every touch she gave her. A gentle breeze, as if circling the bodies of the two lovebirds.

Not Rara's shadow. Ridho only imagined how the woman he was now with was Dhanisa.

"Ah shit! You are such a sweet and beautiful woman!" inner Ridho with his eyes closed.

Ridho's big hand held the soft hand of his legal wife. Not until there, he kissed the back of Rara's hand, still mustering Dhanisa in his mind. "I love you, Nisa!" lyrics Ridho, after gently tasting Rara's hand.

Rara stammered hearing the words that were thrown from Ridho's lips. His brain was still digesting, a piece of the name that Ridho had cast down. The woman took off her embrace. Ridho still turned his back on Rara.

"Mas, who's Nisa?" ask Rara.

Ridho suddenly opened his eyes that were closed tightly. He looks. "Sina?"

"Yes, who?"

Ridho turned his body around to face Rara. The tanned-haired man was resting his wind-blown hair.

"What, who the hell is it?" Ridho stared disliked.

"Is she a girl?"

Ridho. "Alahh, how do you know she's a girl? You're just making it up, Ra!" Ridho turned his face.

"Mas, look at my eyes." Rara forced Ridho's body to face him. "I know you lied, now it's clear who Nisa is!?" force Rara with a raised voice.

"What the hell," Ridho brushed away Rara's hand.

Seeing Ridho's treatment, the clear circle of Rara's eye pelup again fell. His lips twitched, "Aren't you in love with me, Ridho. Where did you promise me Ridho!" Rara bowed in.

Ridho looked at the woman who looked at him with pity. He then rubbed his face violently. Choosing to go away without caring for Rara.

"Richo!" call Rara.

"Riddho! Where are you going, Ridho!" pekik Rara loudly hoped that Ridho would stop his steps but Rara's efforts were in vain.

***

"What's that, Zam?" ask the mother with a face. I looked at Umi Salamah.

"Alhamdulillah, son" unceasing gratitude spelled from the lips of a middle-aged woman named Umi Salamah.

"Alhamdulillah we are happy to hear it," continued the mother anyway.

"Therefore Umi, Azzam asked to stay with us a few days ago. Nisa's condition is also not stable, she is still often dizzy, Azzam is only afraid if anything happens with Nisa if Azzam leaves for work, and leaves her alone at home. If there's Umi at home, I'll calm down, Umi. How's it?"

Umi pulled the corner of her lips forming a streak of happy smile. "Yes son, Umi will stay here."

Azzam kissed the hand of the woman he loved so much. "Thank you Umi."

Hamidah's mother rubbed Azzam's arm. "Azzam, sorry. I don't want to stay here. Only tomorrow Nisa's father will return to take care of his work in Singapore so he must leave early tomorrow. And at 5 this afternoon we'll be heading back to Jakarta, son."

"Yes, Mom. It's okay." Azzam Smile.

"Then thank you, Azzam. Thanks for everything. You've made a good mother's child, I see she's changed a lot. You did it, son," praised Ms. Hamidah proudly for their daughter-in-law. "Mother put back the mother's child, and another mother's future grandchild" she cheered as she held back her smile.

"Yes, Mom. God willing. Pray that our household will always be given blessings and mercy from Allah."

"Surely, Son. I will always pray for you."

Mother raised her left arm looking at the silver-colored clock that was coiling in her hand. "Where your father is, it's not home yet. It will not be good."

Mother then left the child and mother in the living room while Dhanisa's mother entered the room preparing their clothes.

***

I sat in front of the dressing table, waving my wet hair after shampooing. Uh, it feels so fresh after the shower.

"Sina!" Azzam emerged from behind the door.

"Yes why?" I saw it from the mirror.

"Mom and Dad are leaving. Come on!"

I turned my head quickly and walked to Azzam. "What the hell is it!" I'm angry that Azzam didn't manage to convince Azzam to tell mom not to come home sooner.

"Why?"

"Abang said he wanted to persuade mom not to go home first what day!" I snapped and turned my face away from him.

"Showdy, hey." Azzam held my chin.

I looked at him lazily.

"Darling, why so angry? Mother said tomorrow I want to go to Singapore again, continue my brother Khalid's business there. Cook brother prevent it, it is impossible, dear" persuaded Azzam softly.

I neutralized my face again, hearing Azzam's explanation.

"Don't be so angry. Umi didn't come home today anyway. Umi's gonna be with us these days." Azzam tried to give understanding.

After the conversation, Azzam and I walked out to meet my mother and father who were preparing to leave this afternoon.

In the garage of the house, the car has dredged the sound of the smooth engine. Dad put their luggage in the back of the car.

"Dad here yeah," called mom, after Ahsan's dad finished putting in all his stuff.

"Nisa, mom and dad left first."

I nodded and hugged my mother tightly. Gently I felt my mother wipe my head.

"Mother and father are leaving for Singapore tomorrow. Nisa take care of herself. And don't forget to obey your husband."

"Yes. Nisa will definitely miss you and mom" I said as I took off my arms.

"And we can VC an darling."

"Udah used to be his face dear father's son." Dad grabbed the body of their beloved adopted daughter. "That's it. I want to be a mother, I still have too much time to go, anyway" seduced Dad.

I cringe. "Well! Mommy?"

Mom squinted at dad. "Yes I mean the father, Nisa has become a wife now it means the future mother also dong someday. Yeah, well, Dad."

Dad grinned wide. "Here, I want to kiss my daughter first. Don't just Azzam can kiss ya," said the father teasingly.

The father I knew was always friendly and gentle, holding me warmly. Last time he landed his kiss on the forehead. "Don't be yourself and take care of your heart, son. God willing, we'll keep visiting here."

I kissed the hands of father and mother alternately bergitu also with Azzam. Umi Salamah hugged Ahsan's father's wife, then kissed her left and right cheeks, before separating.

"Well, let's go now. Umi Salamah, Azzam we go first huh. Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam, be careful" advised Umi Salamah.

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