The Pledge of Love Embroidered Heaven

CHAPTER 94. Household Tempahara

I woke up from my nightmare. I woke up with a sweat that had soaked my body like I was exercising. My heart is still beating fast, with my breath still hunting. Suddenly, I was harboring fear even if it was just a dream.

"Allah, astagfirullahal'adzim" I said.

I saw the face of my husband sleeping next door. He was still asleep as if drifting in his beautiful dream.

The feeling is still not good, I take a deep breath. I rubbed my face, my cheeks got wet.

"Would I have cried too?" muttered. "God why do I have nightmares like this."

When I remember my dream, my tears come back. Suddenly I wanted to scratch my head in Azzam's chest. However, before I looked at his deep face which was being lulled by dreams. Shaking my hand, about to touch her cheek. The clear liquid from my eyes fell on Azzam's cheek.

Slowly Azzam began to blink his eyes, in order to lift the still sticky eyes tightly. His hand rubbed the right cheek that had just been hit by the drops of tears falling on my cheek.

"Sina?" she said when she first opened her eyes, and saw me looking at her with puffy eyes.

Hearing his voice, making my tears as hot as possible flow, even I began to hustle.

Azzam lifted his back. He woke up, turning his back on the head of the bed.

While my bead could not be separated staring at every line of confusion that was implied in Azzam's facial water.

"Hey, Nisa why, Hmm?"

I didn't answer the question. Azzam helped wipe my tears.

"Is Nisa sick? What's the pain, honey?" he asked with a sad look followed by tucking the child's hair behind my ears.

"She was so scared, brother." I quickly grabbed Azzam's body.

"Fear. What is Nisa afraid of? Is that guy bothering Nisa again?" Azzam asked as he looked towards the window and around. But everything is still as usual. The windows and curtains of the room are still tightly closed.

I'm shaking.

"She was afraid of losing. Afraid of my brother leaving Nisa," I said.

He wiped my tears. "Nisa, brother will continue beside Nisa, brother will not leave you. Why did Nisa say that anyway?"

"Nisa was a nightmare. Dreamed Nisa brother while smiling sweetly while saying goodbye, brother wants to leave Nisa."

"Darling, it was just a dream." Azzam said softly. "Surely Nisa was sleeping did not read do'a eat it into a dream that is not-not."

Sayup-sayup is heard people chanting divine words at the doors of the mosque. Soon the dawn adhan will be echoed by the muezzin in the mosque.

I chose to get out of bed when Azzam asked me to go straight to the bathroom, refreshing my face with ablution water.

Kowtowing to the door on the ceiling prays that my husband and our family will always be given health and safety in picking up sustenance that is sown in the earth of God, long life and blessing in living life.

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Ridho didn't know where to start. How he began the speech to convey the words delivered by his mother during the day yesterday.

He realized that he was currently paying less attention to Rara since he realized that he had liked other people's wives. Although Ridho knew to seize and get Azzam's wife is not as easy as he thought. Ridho's heart was worried, even at this time he seemed really frustrated plus his mother's request.

Ridho bit his lips hard until it left a reddened mark.

"Make Rara my madam? Or I'll divorce her!" lirih Ridho's.

Rara came out with her homemade bread for Ridho's breakfast. The man did not realize that he was still looking ahead with a blank look. His mind was not clear. The words of his mother, as if a spell that makes Ridho like being possessed by a subconscious hunter figure.

"Mas" Rara landed her palm on Ridho's shoulder.

"Yes" he said surprised.

"You why? From yesterday to today you mostly daydream. Is there a problem at your job?" rara asked as she pulled the seat closer to Ridho.

Ridho stared at the two beads of Rara's eyes. "Hows it? What I'm saying right now, about what Mama said." Inner Ridho.

"That, let's daydream again." Pouting Rara.

Ridho stuttered, after which he mendehem. He has made his decision.

"Ra, yesterday Mama came to my office."

"Yes keep on."

"Mama, saying something makes me confused" said Ridho.

"What did Mama say?"

"How do you Ra do you want to hear it directly from Mama, or from my own mouth about what Mama told me?"ask Ridho seriously.

Rara sighed. Ridho's words made Rara unable to breathe comfortably. Even he already felt that something that might be very important might be expressed Ridho. Especially if it's about the mother-in-law. Rara knew Mama Naya didn't like her for a long time.

Moved his throat by wiping the cream milk drink in front of him.

"What's the difference whether Mama or you who convey for sure the content of the message will also be the same?" rara's smile. "So tell me," he said.

Ridho held Rara's hand. "But are you going to be strong to hear this, Ra?"

"strong. I'm sure." The woman pulled a smile.

"Mama asked me to... "

"For what, Mom? How are you even so nervous?"

"Mom asked me to divorce you or I'll remarry another woman."

Deg.

Like a bolt of lightning striking the innocent inhabitants of the earth. But it must be the victim of the fierceness of the flash and the harsh patience of the thunderbolt. Rara's heart can no longer be controlled, even he no longer follows the rhythm of the moment. A stone that weighed millions of tons had also struck his shoulders.

In the corner of the eye is already clumping clear circles that are ready to spill rapidly. A liverache? Sure he. Rara knows Mama Naya used to be very disliked, maybe even until now. But Mama Naya has always been nice in front of Rara. Rara doesn't know if it's true that Mama Naya's heart actually accepts her as a daughter-in-law.

"That's a choice given to me, Mom?" Rara's tears have broken. It was powerless and heavy for Rara. In his heart, even since long ago he has promised to maintain the integrity of this household. There was not even a thought of Rara to say the word divorce. How then? He chooses to be married to another woman. It was the same as killing yourself slowly.

"Rara, I'm sorry and my mom. I'm sorry I made you sick. I know this choice hurts for you, Ra."

"Ra?" Ridho rubbed Rara's shoulder.

"Mas, why are all the choices given to me that make me sick?" said disappointed. "I can't even choose both. But now I'd love to know from you, Mom. Do you want a divorce with me?"

"If I had a match with another woman. I know you'll be sicker. You will be tormented. I think we're getting divorced is an option."

"Hiks.. Hixes.. But I don't want us to do that, Mom. That's what God hates." Rara was crying.

"If there is an additional option that my life is revoked at this time. Then I'll choose the third option, ma'am." Rara stared at her husband as well as his fate.

Ridho helplessly stared at the stupefied gaze of the woman before him.

"I'll give you the answer"

Ridho immediately raised his head. Of course he was very curious about the choice that Rara dropped. His heart was beating faster, like he was waiting for a lottery.

"But not at this time." The words came from Rara's lips. After he left, Ridho went into the room with a broken heart.

***

In a small pond next to the house there is a laugh that makes anyone listen will certainly judge that there is a happy family there.

I kept wiping my eyes because I laughed too much. In the pond, Azzam was trying to catch our pet fish. He was even soaked. Already 20 minutes Azzam was in a pool that is not also in just a knee only. But the fish dwellers in the pond are so agile and slippery to catch.

"Honey, we should buy a snare to catch the fish so as not to be overbearing like this," he said.

I laughed at Azzam who was getting frustrated because not a single fish had been caught. It looks so bad, as I keep laughing at it. Azzam patted the surface of the water in annoyance. Makes me put my lips together.

"Darling, right. My brother gave up." Azzam looked at me who was standing by the pool. His face was clear, seeing his expression, I laughed again.

"Yahh, come on baby one. Nisa asked for one fish, "I said as I pursed my lips. Making Azzam rub his hair frustratingly.

"This is facing a wife who is cravings" murmured Azzam slowly.

Azzam obeyed my wishes. He was still trying to catch fish in the pond.

"Honey, if you can be honest brother pity the fish in this pond, he must feel afraid, feel threatened and also dizzy because of the water in this pond uber-uber brother. Nisa doesn't pity what?"

I consider the words of Azzam.

"Pity anyway. Ah, but that must be your reason for Nisa to tell you to stop?" my duty while mocking him.

Azzam took a long breath.

But honestly, I can't bear to see Azzam who's exhausted. I rubbed my stomach. "Abi has tried hard, but the fish is more ignorant than we love. So, let's just say abi managed to catch the fish. Okay?" I whispered to my stomach foetus who was five weeks old.

"Abi" called me to make Azzam turn his head.

I smiled before I spoke. "Here, go up."

Azzam. "No. Brother has not been able to fish," said Azzam again chasing fish in the pond. I walked a step closer to the edge of the fish pond.

"Don't get near the pool, it's slippery. What if it falls?" nagging Azzam from the pool while shaking his waist.

I'm snarling pissed. This man is so hyperbole once facing me who is pregnant. "That's just on the edge here anyway"

"Yes, what about? Brother does not want to love and champion abi why-why."

The huft! The same sentence is always expressed by Azzam. I am very familiar with his attitude and various protest sentences if I refute. After this pregnancy, Azzam did not allow me to touch anything, the man was already warning the same as my in-laws. Their messages are all the same. 'Don't let Nisa do anything'

"Honey, who said the abi candidate. Comeing! Never mind. His hands are wrinkled like grandfathers. Come on up here!" my door. "If you don't want Nisa, jump into the pool!"

"Don't!"

"Yes my brother went up, wait there. Don't come down!"

All of Azzam's clothes were soaked, and his head was no exception.

"Geez get all wet. Nisa, just grab a towel." I grabbed the folded towel on the table and stepped back towards Azzam.

"Abang lowered her head a little, Nisa had to tiptoe" I said making Azzam duck so I could reach full of her hair. Then turn the towel over to Azzam's back.

"Abi Jangoan. I'm sorry abi? The fish kept escaping. Next time just ask for easy, son." Azzam rubbed and gouged my stomach.

"Honey, sorry Nisa. Nisa asked him weirdly" I said as I removed the buttons on Azzam's shirt.

"Why should I apologize? What Abi's son asked for is definitely brother. Even if Nisa asks to buy pempek palembang. Brother will be willing to fly to Palembang to buy him for love."

I hit Azzam's bare chest and pushed him slowly. "Basic gumbal!"

"Bring the towel. It was a shower."

"Well, Princess," said Azzam, bowing down, as if paying homage to the royal princess. Just now, he disappeared into the house.

I smile at the smile. She really made me a pussy to her. I was like a teenager who first dated. Wanted to stick everywhere.

"Assalamuaikum, Sarah?"

The voice sounded from the front. There seems to be a guest. I immediately rushed to leave the location where I was standing at the moment.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. A minute." My yelling.

When I emerged from the side of the house, I found Rara's mother. Stand in front of the door. My greeting from the side, made Rara a little surprised.

"Eh, Sister Rara. Let's go in Ma'am," said I let in.

Rara sat on the couch and I sat with her. "I'm sorry that Azzam and I caught a fish on the side. But the fish didn't catch us." I said while laughing.

"I envy you guys always looking happy and romantic. Just catch a fish together. Being in your position, surely his days will always be happy and flowery. Your family is happy, you have a good husband, loyal and even more complete with the presence of your baby." Rara smiled faintly even looking forced.

I just grinned and smiled shyly. "Alhamdulliah, Ma'am. Even though I wasn't sure about my life before." I said as the short footage piece replayed the beginning of my married life and Azzam's. "Eh, but Ma'am is also lucky, being able to marry with feelings of love that grow together. Accept each other."

"Dhanisa, I want to tell you a little alias? Mbak just wants to ask for your views as a woman who is also married.

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