The Samawa Till Jannah Season 3

Episode 4

The next night, after all his work was done. Aksa came home, and it was already exactly at half-twelve in the night. Aksa repeatedly cursed in the car because his wife's mobile phone was not active, and this afternoon there was no answer at all.

“Is there something with Anin?” Aksa's guess came out of his mouth.

Aksa hit the steering wheel slowly, and increased his speed. Arriving at home, the guards moved as usual, there were no bad prejudices.

Aksa walks leisurely, when entering the house.

Nothing, maybe his wife is asleep.

Aksa also stepped towards the stairs, but there was the sound of pantofel shoes approaching towards him and without further ado, the driver said.

“Master..” He shouted, Aksa turned her body around.

“Yes, what's wrong? Did something happen?” The driver nodded, and Aksa was confused.

“Oke, wait for me in the living room. And I'll meet you, but I'll take a break. Not long anyway,” said Aksa, the driver hurriedly cut Aksa's footsteps with his words.

“This master is more important, so please time for a moment Mr.” Making Aksa rise in blood when grabbing what's there, it's time to take a break when you get home from the office. He was lazy to respond to people like this.

Aksa climbed up again, and stepped far away making the driver shudder in horror. What happens next? The driver could not imagine.

“Prepared to get mental.” One of his friends mocked, and the driver moved his shoulder. His friend excited him, by patting him on the shoulder.

“Sabar! If you can't wait—” Suddenly the employer came back down, with explosive anger. Cussing, so sadistic.

“Where is my wife?” Ask with sharp eyes.

***

At Anin's house, Anin watches TV. The event is more challenging if it's been a night like this. Anin while holding her favorite snack, and moving chanel.

“Sepi once,” Say Anin.

He turned off his TV and walked to his room, he grabbed his blanket and put it back on. Before going to bed, Anin prayed.

Finally after a few minutes later, Anin fell asleep in her dream.

Not knowing her husband was at home, confused and angry with everyone in the house. Make the heart run around here and there, because everyone wakes up and listens to his employer.

***

“Pak..” Bude exclaimed with a massage on Pakde's head. They are now 6 in the room.

But, Bude's eyes are still sticky and Pakde is closed. Feeling Bude's hand massaging his head, made Pakde more and more dissolved in his dream.

Bude glared his eyes, when getting a message from a neighbor next to Mother Anin's house. He gave a message to Bude, if his bangs were there.

“Pakkp... Bapak wake!” Bude exclaimed by shaking Pakde's body.

“What the hell is Mom? It's late at night, mending sleep!” Bude also wears his jacket and hood.

“Yuk, please! Cepetan, kasian bangkan us at his mother's house.” Pakde's eyes immediately rounded perfectly and seriously? Pakde didn't hear wrong ‘kan?

Pakde still concerns his brain, his brain stimulus is still running even though he is tired, tired, and already heavily sleepy. Pakde got out of bed, and put on his jacket.

“Use motor only Sir!”

“Iya, this..” Pakde followed Bude's steps behind, previously locking his room.

And Pakde and Bude left, heading to Anin's mother's house.

They are not calm, especially with their one-on-one daughter and alone at home. They worry, if anything happens. His mind is still there, isn't Anin?

Bude had a spare key with him, and they reached Anin's house. But there are still some neighbors who have not slept there. They opened their doors and chatted.

The lights are on, the lights are all bright. Usually only a few are turned on.

Bude, with a grusak-grusuk step, opened the door and saw Anin's room still open.

Bude and Pakde breathed a sigh of relief, finally.

“Huft, ‘kan be tired bu... Until here his son did not papa ‘kan?” Bude pinned Pakde's head.

“Iya, sir anyway... Let's sleep yuk!” Pakde shook his head quickly.

It seems Pakde still has a slight sense of phobia.

“Ummm, here mom! Let's not get cold.” They also slept a blanket and hugged.

***

At Aksa's house, Aksa is confused and worried by Anin's circumstances. Fortunately, he can control his emotions so as not to get angry, what is the point of getting angry at night? He could be a little controlled, and almost hurt one of the bodyguards.

The most important honesty now!

The driver had a bogeman in his stomach, and the leg bone was kicked by Aksa. He was surprised, by one of the narrations he emphasized to do honest, honest important in his life.

Then they saw the driver scolding or saying disrespectful to Anin.

Anin left, out of their conjecture that surely Anin would not be far from this country. Or this region, Aksa also thinks if Anin is in the house of Bude and his Pakde.

If he picks up his wife now, no... Later, there was a misunderstanding between them.

Aksa chose to stop going there, and tomorrow he will. Finishing his business, now he is still awake with his cellphone screen is still on.

What does Anin want?

Aksa kissed the pillow Anin had been wearing for a week, and hugged her. After completely sleeping, and the phone he turned off before.

“Already, don't mind his asses!” Aksa asked for protection from the Almighty and finally he slept with a strange dream. Because his heart has not been in line smoothly, so there is a bend so.

***

Early in the morning, before the sun came up Bude was awake. He went to the front shop to make breakfast this morning. And fortunately Pakde brought money, a wallet that he always carried.

Pakde was still slitting in his bed, even though on the mat.

Bude to his astonishment, he alone could not sleep all night because of the pain of his neck and his body all pain came. Bude complained earlier and Anin did not wake up too, so deep in the room.

After returning home from the stall, Bude finally woke Anin up.

“This child until it is not realized if there is Pakde sama Budenya here.” Say it slowly.

Bude opened the curtains in the room, and turned off the lights.

“Nak wake!” Exclaimed Bude, faintly Anin heard.

Whose that? His mother? It's still a dream like that.

“Eh this Bude, wake up! Imsak, uh wrong.. Published means Bude,” Finally Anin opened her eyes, very heavy. And he got out of bed.

“Bude..” Anin cheered him up and Bude nodded.

“Yes, you're spying. Don't amp up!”

“Anu bude, I... I'm a hitch,” Sahut while scratching the nape of his neck.

“God's Assya, you are a molor... Usually have been up at this hour, yes have helped Bude cook. Wash your face first, just seger dikit.” Anin nodded and did as Bude ordered.

Bude and Anin cook in the kitchen.

“Oh yes Bude, how did Bude know I was here?” anin asked with a confused face.

“Yes, last night Bude was told by that mother... Yes already, Bude is worried about your situation if you are alone, oh yes Bude want to ask your husband why not come?” Bude asked back, and Anin just shook her head.

“Yes, I'm here to stop by doang. Uh in fact, I'm at home here... Yes, I don't go home.” His answer was a lie, most in his heart invaded every word earlier should be stated as honestly as possible.

... Connect... ...

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