The Second Wife

Part 143Gift From Husband

The house that is usually quiet, starting this morning is already crowded. Even till tonight, Yasmine's residence was warm. Especially if it is not for the existence of the husband who really brings warmth in the house.

Tonight Taqa was playing with his father, while Yasmine could only see from a distance. Because he had just finished cleaning the dining table, as well as the tableware. Yeah, they're all just finished dinner. Do not ask what food they eat, because Yasmine still uses the services of her neighbors.

The woman approached her husband and son. He sat on the sofa right behind his husband. Because Arya and Taqa are sitting on the tapestry and are both facing the table on which there is a game of snakes and ladders.

"Ih, Dad. If the tail of the snake has to go down, right?" tanya Taqa was upset, as it went back and forth down to the smallest number.

"Haha, yes dong," Arya answered happily.

"Don't you cheat, Mom?" ask Taqa to his mother. Yasmine just spread her shoulders cluelessly.

"Haha," Arya laughed again. "Where do you know, son. Toy like gini" he continued.

"Already ah, I'm males, losing constantly," the handsome boy sulked.

"Well, this is a kid's game. Yes, it is like this, ready to play, ready to win and lose, too" Arya told the son.

"That's it, Dad?" ask Taqa.

Arya nodded, "iya dong. And if we lose, we can play again at the next opportunity. If the beginning of the game we lose, we can think, how to win, like that. But remember, don't cu-?" ask the child.

"Rang," Taqa continued.

"Smart." Arya shuffled the hair of the son. "So, you still want to play?" tanyakanya.

"No, Dad. I haven't studied. Tomorrow we play again, after school, before njai" said the handsome boy.

"Ready, now learn first yuk, father and mother accompany, let more spirit." Arya then moved on and invited the wife by pulling Yasmine's smooth hand.

The three then went to Taqa's room. Like yesterday, Taqa studied, Yasmine and Arya sat on the bed. Sometimes it comes closer when the son asks. Even with the event before going to bed, both of them still faithfully accompany the child.

Until finally, Taqa was asleep and the parents came out of the child's room. Yasmine closes the door to her son's room quietly, while Arya is already invisible. I don't know where she is, Yasmine doesn't know.

The woman turned off some of the lights and walked towards the second floor, where her room was. However, once in the room, the husband was not there. Her lower lip advanced, her eyes scouring the entire room. "Where?" I don't know who it was.

Yasmine pressed her shoulders, then casually opened her headscarf and went into the bathroom. After cleaning her face and ablution, the woman came out of there.

"Yes Allaah, Mas. Surprised me, where are you from?" ask a man who is now standing in front of him by leaning towards him and lips that smile wide.

"From downstairs, why am I staying?" ask her husband back.

"I think you've been to the room" Yasmine replied. "Part of not saying, where the hell is it?" ask again. Then, the woman walked towards the dresser.

Arya followed the steps of the wife, she then stood behind the beautiful woman who is now giving something to her beautiful face.

Her husband simply replied with a headband and a sweet smile for her. Yasmine exhaled a rough breath, and also shook her head. Until where he finished with his ritual and moved from his seat, then turned the body to the fig of the husband.

"For my beautiful wife." so said Arya while thrusting a paper bag towards Yasmine.

"What?" yasmine asked with a happy smile, even though she could guess, because her paper bag was named a clothing store that she often visited. This morning she came with her husband.

"Something for the special" said Arya.

Yasmine further widened her smile, even her neat rows of teeth until they were seen. Her hand gladly received the gift from her husband. Then he saw the contents of the paper bag, "Ya Allaah, very beautiful," he said when taking a piece of the robe from its place.

"Beautiful," praised Arya.

"Thank you, Mom," Yasmine said seriously.

"Together, Wife. Try dong, see you wear it," said Arya.

Yasmine nodded and brought the clothes the husband had bought into the dressing room. While Arya then sat in the dresser of the wife.

The man's lips smiled widely, when he saw the woman whose status was his wife smiling happily. In his mind, he still remembers the late wife, but it is undeniable that Yasmine has also managed to make his heart feel falling into love for the second time.

'Tomorrow In Shaa Allah, I went there yes, this afternoon did not so, because it was raining, ' said Arya in her heart. Reveal the reasons why he has not returned to the pilgrimage to eat his late first wife. 'Beautiful and bring her like you, the same with her love, ' she said in her heart. Yes, he and Yasmine had not been able to eat his late wife, because this afternoon it suddenly rained. So, the intentions of both are broken.

"Where, Mas?" yasmine's question made Arya turn to the woman who had now changed clothes.

"MaSyaa Allaah, very pretty," he said honestly.

"Thank you." Yasmine approached the husband.

"It's very pretty clothes," said Arya again. Yasmine then stopped, pursing her lips in annoyance. "I thought, I thought, uh even the clothes," he said with annoyance.

Arya laughed, 'look just like you. You are two different people, with many similarities. And managed to master the love in the chest," again the man said something in his heart.

"Even laugh," said Yasmine still resentfully.

Arya then moved from her seat and approached towards the wife standing up. "It's so beautiful, my wife, my Surga Angel, my Love, My Love, My Life, Everything for me" she said, making her smile. "Gombal" said the woman.

Arya hugged the tiny body that is now wearing the clothes she bought, correct her estimate. The clothes he chose were so fitting and suitable for Yasmine's wear. His wife looked adorable to him.

"I love you, and everything I say isn't tombal. But prayer, aamiin-kan dong," he said while kissing the top of the wife's head.

"Aamiin," Yasmine according to. "I love you too, thank you for being present in my life, giving me beautiful colors in my days yesterday and now, hopefully my days with you will remain like this, colorful," connect Yasmine.

"Aamiin Ya Allaah," Arya further tightened her embrace.