The Pledge of Love Embroidered Heaven

CHAPTER 87. Explanation

I immediately met Azzam after preparing lunch today with Umi earlier. Umi told me to follow him to the top floor, because I had shouted many times to call his name but Azzam did not come down from above.

"Honey, why not go down from earlier Nisa called but did not say. Didn't Nisa have to pick her up to the room first just come down?" my annoyance.

Azzam hasn't answered my question. He was still facing his body towards the window only revealing his sturdy back.

"Bang!" call me.

"Bang!" call me once again when he hasn't responded.

"Bang, why?" I asked when Azzam saw her clenching her hands and hitting the wall slowly. Then, stick his head to the hand that is still attached to the wall. I was confused by his attitude this time.

"Darling, why the hell?" My hand touched Azzam's shoulder. Turned his body towards me.

Azzam still reluctantly raised his head to look at my face.

"Honey," called me softly while lifting Azzam's chin.

Now I can see from the bead of the eye that Azzam showed me that there was something he was worried about.

"Let's go down to eat. I've been waiting for Umi downstairs." I pulled his hand.

"Darling... A moment! " Azzam blocked my left wrist. The right hand still holds Azzam's wrist. We stand facing each other.

"What's wrong?"

"Darling, still loving brother right?"

I frowned. Surprised by Azzam's question as well as his changed face.

"Dear, what exactly? Why is it that you ask such a question, there is no other question?"

Azzam pulled my hand until my body jerked and both my hands accidentally touched his chest.

"Earn, baby. Nisa's confession is very important to my brother."

I threw my eyes away, when I started to get nervous as Azzam looked at my face very closely. Although Azzam often does so, but still I feel nervous.

"Yes-yes... Sure," I said forcing a smile on my lips. "I still love my husband and will always love him."

Azzam smiled briefly. "Why nervous baby, isn't your husband's brother?" whispered Azzam lirih.

"ee... Ee... Our brother went down to eat yuk. Unpleasant umi have been waiting below," I said, stammering because of the wrong behavior to hold the beat in the chest.

Azzam locked my body tightly as I tried to take it off and took Azzam down.

"We've had six months to build a household heresy. If true the love you see in Nisa's eyes is love for your brother. Now as a husband, you want to ask me something. Is the love and attention you give me still lacking, dear?"

I'm speechless. Azzam drew his face closer. I immediately closed my eyes.

Azzam stared with an erratic feeling.

"Darling, what kind of question is that? The love you gave was too much for Nisa. Brother's attention is also always fully poured out for Nisa," I said sincerely. "When Nisa knows and understands that sincerity, then Nisa will also give this love completely to a male figure named Azzam Alhuzayn Zahidi."

"Bag believe in your love, baby. That Nisa would never betray brother. It's just that maybe Nisa's not ready to give it all away."

"News? What should Nisa tell me?"

Azzam cupped both his hands to my face. "Is there another man Nisa loves besides her brother?"

"Huh? What was the meaning of the question Nisa had just heard?" I just can't believe it.

Azzam walked over to the table and picked up the flowers I had arranged on the table. A rose that I displayed a day ago in a white vase.

"Don't know this thing is not from a woman, the expression was other. This must be from a guy who seems to like Nisa."

I saw a flower in Azzam's grasp. Maybe this is what he meant.

I pulled the corner of my lips, forming a smile line. "Yes. The flower was indeed from a man who loved Nisa very much."

Azzam's hands trembled to the point of making the flower he was holding fall to the floor.

"Who is he?" his voice was trembling anyway.

I picked up the flower again. "Lho why was it dumped!?"

"Who gave you that thing, Nisa?" his voice began to rise, his gaze also looked with teary eyes.

"Kan, the brother who gave this to Nisa. See the expression so sweet, right? Eat Nisa save."

Azzam rounded his eyes, surprised. He then held both of my shoulders. "Nisa, my brother never gave me this" said Azzam.

"But a day ago there was a courier who delivered this and said that this flower was from a man who loved me very much. Umi said, Nisa's sure it's from brother."

Azzam stared in disbelief. After throwing a look in the other direction, he looked back at me.

"Abang never delivered any goods to Nisa."

"Huh, but this? This is obviously what sent."

"Who if you don't try?"

Azzam held his temple. "Oh allah. Who's the guy who bullied my wife. Does Nisa have a dark fan," murmured Azzam softly which speech I could hear.

"What kind of heavy fan?"

"Either, my brother does not know, dear. Has anyone been trying to get close to Nisa?"

I thought, trying to remember. But I really feel like no one is coming near me.

"Nothing" I answered.

"Right, no dear?"

I'm nodding.

"Partially I tell you not to live in this complex for a week. Nisa has not been out or hang out with people here, yes because of cynics who live people with super busy work time. They only exist at night. When can Nisa also get to know the people in this elite area. And all this time, Nisa's just been close to hanging out with Ms. Rara."

"Who is that?"

"Did you forget? Rara's mother who yesterday came also at the Thanksgiving event of our house move, which Nisa loaned clothes because her clothes were wet. The girl with the narrow eyes and the chubby" I explained. "Oh yeah, her husband's a man who's asking for compensation with Nisa for accusing Nisa of being guilty of everything."

"Oh that." Azzam changed his position, then seemed to catch his breath. "Not what Nisa is, my brother is rarely at home and works too. Somehow my brother is just a little worried that there will be a man who bullies his brother's wife at home. Brother Semangkin worried because the burden of brother increased because he had to watch two loved ones. You and this fetus, baby."

I rubbed his cheek when I saw the expression on his face. "Darling, don't worry about it. There's Umi at home."

Azzam took a deep breath and threw it away slowly.

"So about this flower we forget about it. Maybe people just misdelivered. Go here." My smile.

"Yes. It just might be. Although brother has not accepted the guess because his name is clearly your name dear."

"Yes anyway. At first Nisa was also suspicious because if you write the phrase brother very rarely use the nickname Dhanisa."

"Darling, take a look at this handwriting. Even if it's from brother, what's your handwriting like this?"

I observed the writing using the black bullet. "No really. The writing of my brother with the writing in this note is indeed different."

'Oh Allah, why am I not aware of the difference between Azzam's handwriting and the writing on this note?' my inner.

"Well, add explain that this flower is not the brother who sent it."

"How's crus? We're still keeping what's thrown away?"

"That's what you let go, baby. The important thing is that everything has been revealed, and there are no doubts or misunderstandings."

"But you're not angry or suspicious about Nisa?"

Azzam.

I implied a grin and kissed the back of his hand. "Thank you, baby."

"Yes already, Nisa invited me to eat, right? Let's go downstairs. Abi child in this stomach must also be hungry," said Azzam rubbed my stomach and held my waist.

"Wait a minute! Will I be allowed to come out later in the afternoon?"

We both stopped taking a step for a moment. "Where are you going?"

"You accompanied Rara's mother. Just sec. It's not good to promise either."

"Where are you going?"

"Say Rara went to the salon" I replied. "You need treatment so that Ridho is as good as his wife's clepek," I smiled.

"Why didn't Rara ask to be delivered with her husband?"

"No idea, said Mbak Rara a little story earlier. Ridho always does not want every time invited out with Rara. I don't know, why. But the reason is always the same busy, anyway many reasons, he said."

"Either because according to Mbak Rara less attractive then he wanted to go to the salon first today. To beautify themselves. Not wrong, is it?" my connection.

"If Ridho does not want to deliver let brother deliver you yes."

"Huf! Bang, but Rara said let us both."

"No Nisa. Brother is not anything. Count eye wash."

"Wash what eyes? We are not going for a walk. We're going to beauty treatments for women" I said. "Oh what do you do-don't baby want to peek at the beautiful women there huh?" I tickled Azzam's waist.

"Calm down, you'll keep your eyes on me. Indeed Nisa left-right lyrics," ledeknya.

"Ih, where is there!"

"Udah ah! Laperr... Nisa wants to eat" I went downstairs leaving Azzam who kept asking me to talk while I was already very hungry.

"Darling, wait!!"

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