The Pledge of Love Embroidered Heaven

CHAPTER 90. Visitation

The car Rara was driving was parked outside the Azzam fence. He deliberately did not park his car inside, because according to Rara he only stopped for a while to pick up the woman he had invited to accompany himself out today.

"Will Fatih come or not?"

Fatih who had been sitting in the front seat of the car quietly, now stood up while stretching out her hands.

"You're coming with the mother." Rara grabbed Fatih's body and carried him down from the car.

Rara held onto Fatih's tiny fingers. The boy was very obedient and obedient when he was near his aunt.

"Whose house is this?" ask Fatih innocently but the bagel is still not lost.

"Aunt Dhanisa. The aunt that Mother told me that earlier" Rara briefed.

Fatih was silent. Rara's pupil accidentally captures a black N-Max motor. No stranger to Rara, although repeatedly Rara tried to get rid of her thoughts about the motorbike similar to her husband's. However, Rara's guess even more strengthened when he managed to plow the license plate parked in front of Azzam's house.

"It's a Ridho motor." Rara thought again. "Yes this is Ridho's motor, right!" lirih the woman was very sure one hundred percent. "Why is Ridho here?"

"Why Mother?" Fatih disperse the mind of Rara who wanders everywhere.

"This is Om Ridho's bike, baby. Then there's Om here too. Yuk, we're in."

Twice Rara shaped the door of the owner of the house until finally a middle-aged woman who was none other than Azzam's mother appeared from behind the door.

"Assalamu'alaikum mother," Rara said with a smile.

"Wa'alaikumsalam." Umi looked at the two people in front of her in turn. "Who's looking, son?"

"Can you do it, ma'am? Oh yes I am Rara, Dhanisa's friend."

"Oh Rara's. Dhanisa. Come on in, son." Umi takes Rara and a boy named Fatih into the house. "I'm sorry, son. Umi's daughter-in-law is not well, if there is anything to talk about. Please go upstairs. Dhanisa's room is upstairs."

"Mom won't come?"

"Sorry Son. Umi, there's still work in the kitchen." Umi. "Being making cakes."

"All right then, ma'am. I went to Dhanisa's room first."

***

Middle wants to call Rara to say that at this time I can not accompany her to get out. Azzam came in and said someone wanted to see me. But, mimic the face that was shown like there was something he tried to pendam.

"Honey, outside there's Ridho. Can he come in to see?"

"Riddho?"

Azzam. His face was even more disheveled and lethargic.

"Darling, what's wrong? How come his face isn't that friendly?" I tried to read his face.

I saw him exhale a sigh so heavy, and then said, "No."

Smiling faintly while trying to shuffle out of bed. Even though it still feels so painful.

"Honey, don't force it if it's still sick. Nisa just lay down." Azzam took out a few pillows and piled them behind my back.

I tried to find a comfortable place and position to lean. "Nisa just wants to know what's really going on. Why does he look so nervous? There's gotta be something? Even though brother said 'no' still brother can't lie from Nisa."

Azzam turned his face. He did not want to add the burden on my head to guess what he had in mind at the moment. Like playing a guess in the middle of my condition that still feels weak.

"Do you help Nisa to say what you really think right now? Don't you like it when other men come here. Is that the reason?" I stroked his weak face. Even though my words were just guessing. But, at least it can represent and provoke Azzam to express his anxiety, because I also know that Azzam is very jealous. Maybe it seems natural anyway, considering that I had an affair with my schoolmate. Even if it was a long time ago, still the memory would definitely continue to tool in the bonds of the man who had been living with me for half a year.

"Said he you called to come here. Right babe?" Azzam stared at the nano. His gaze focused for a few seconds onto the netra of my eyes. I can see Azzam's dark irises clearly.

"Yes that was." Azzam immediately put away my hand that was still wiping his cheek. The look of the eyes that had been looking at me immediately now shifted it down. He bowed deeply.

"Hay, baby." Trying to lift his chin. "Nisa just contacted Ms. Rara. Abang knew that Rara was a nurse, Nisa understood that at least Rara could help Nisa earlier to relieve the pain that was teramarat earlier. However, it was not Rara who lifted but Ridho. Said Rara was out. So, he picked up Rara's phone."

"What's really going on? Why did you ask this? Did Ridho say anything to brother?"

Azzam thought about which words he should believe.

"So Ridho just said that you called him to come here, baby."

"Hmm, I guess you must be jealous, right? Oh, my shit." My laugh's short. "Surely Nisa's brother didn't ask Ridho here. If you don't believe me, ask Umi. Nisa's asking umi to call Rara's mom. The first call was not raised, and in the second call there was an answer from a man. Umi immediately handed Nisa's phone back. Finally Nisa... "

"Hustt!" Azzam stuck the tip of his index finger to my lips. He cut off my unfinished explanation for a moment.

I momentarily fell silent, staring at the current situation. Azzam took the opportunity to kiss my forehead and my two eyes. My eyes were closed and comfortably permeated with all the love and attention Azzam gave me.

***

Ridho was still standing in front of the door of Azzam's room. Pacing back and forth he bit his finger.

"Mas!" the sound made Ridho shocked.

Ridho rounded his eyes perfectly to see the presence of Rara emerging from the direction of the stairs on the right. The man nervously stepped closer. Then ask slowly so that no one hears. "Why are you here, Ra?" ask Ridho in panic.

Rara looked at the wonder. More astonished than Ridho, when he found her husband who had just come out to meet his coworkers. Even found Rara was in the house of his neighbor.

"I should be the one you're doing here! Didn't you say you wanted to go out to see your coworker, Mas?" ask Rara nyalang.

Ridho looked at Fatih. Not good noise or noise in front of small children who do not understand this problem. Ridho pulled Rara's hand away from Fatih.

"Darling, bang Fatih wait here for a minute huh. Om want to talk to mom first," he said.

Now, the two stared at each other hoping for an explanation.

"Mas, answer my question!" rara urged.

Ridho was biting hard on his lower lip. Rara could see the anxious face her husband showed. Ridho's behavior is getting weird.

"I-I... I just want to see Dhanisa, Ra. That's it."

Not that I don't trust Ridho's confession. It's just that more and more Rara put her husband's suspicions on his attitude. What makes Rara semangkin restless is about the photo of Dhanisa that he found in his own home. Rara suspected that someone had deliberately brought and kept a photo of this woman. If it is not possible to leave it. Dhanisa has never been to Rara's house, let alone up to the top floor of her house.

"Pbu...!" Ridho shook Rara's body.

Rara gasps. "Do you know where Dhanisa's sick? I don't even know!"

"Lha didn't you come here, want to see it?"

"No. I'm here to take him out for a while to accompany me to the SPA."

"You invited Dhanisa to come out with you?"

"Yes. Now I ask you how do you know Dhanisa's sick? Dhanisa herself hasn't even told me." Rara wondered confusedly.

Ridho thought hard. He believes his wife may be suspicious of him. Ridho was thinking how to reveal an excuse without making Rara harbor suspicions.

Rara's husband was mendehem. "So, Dhanisa called your number saying she told you to come home. Dhanisa complains of pain and asks you to come to her house, check on Dhanisa's condition. I said you weren't home."

"When I'm not at Ridho's house. It seems you are lying. Just so you know I've been home all day."

"Yes-yes No, I've called you no nyahut. I thought you were out."

Hearing him, Rara nodded slowly. It's not about that alone that actually makes Rara weird. About the photo that Fatih found when Fatih played in Fatih's playroom, making Rara could not just believe the words of her husband.

"But is it Dhanisa's photo of my husband bringing her, after all how is the story that he could have this photo?" Rara.

Really want to ask Rara about the photo Dhanisa found at home. Who knows Ridho knows, but Rara is afraid Ridho is offended and will only provoke a commotion at someone else's house. Moreover, Ridho his person is easily offended. I'd better ask him later.

***

I was still stunned. A ridho? Don't know why. My body was as limp as well as scared when I heard the name spoken. It's not what. I thought back to when I entered the room to pick up a shirt and lend it to Rara. The man was without excuse to enter our room.

"Dear, what are you thinking. I'm sorry if that brother's words have surrounded your heart. Now forget about Ridho. Brother does not want Nisa burdened and our baby also feels stress because his mother bears too much burden of mind. Remind the doctor Tommy said."

I stacked my hands on Azzam's.

"Darling Nisa was afraid." Azzam's hand I squeezed tightly.

"What is Nisa afraid of?"

"I'm sorry that Nisa hasn't told you about this."

"What's that?"

"It was the time of the Thanksgiving event to move our house. Still remember?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Nisa went into the room to take clothes to be loaned to Mbak Rara because of wet clothes after accidentally splashed water while in our toilet. Well, at that time it turns out Ridho followed me from the back to the room. Even get into our room, baby. At that time Nisa was so scared because Ridho's gaze was so sharp and full of lust like wanting to disturb Nisa." At this moment my hands started to cold even tremble. Plus the cooling temperature in the stel in this room makes me feel cold freezing.

"Astagfirullah aladzim, baby. Right Ridho did that. He sneaked into our room?"

"Yes. Forgive Nisa for saying it just now."

Azzam took me in his arms. Although the incident had passed, but when the shadow flashed again in my memory made me still harbor fear in Ridho.

"God, brother just realized, baby. It's only right that night you saw Nisa as anxious. Brother didn't expect Ridho to have acted that far dear. He's so sassy." His hand rubbed the tip of my head that was covered with hijab.

"Then rest. Later Ridho let brother take care of it. Brother won't let him get close to Nisa for a bit." Slowly he let go of his embrace accompanied by a gentle smile, telling me to go back to rest.