The Second Wife

Part 061 # Happy News

Finally the one waiting came too. From today, the husband returns to his home. Of course, greeted with a big smile by Yasmine on the porch of the house. She stood with a waving hand telling her husband to come down quickly.

The man who had just stepped down from his car smiled widely, approached his wife and hurriedly hugged her. "Assalamu'alaikum, Ayang Ayas" he said, kissing the old top of the head of his wife who was covered in a headscarf.

"Wa'alaikumusallam, Bucin's Husband. I miss," replied the woman who was returning the embrace of the husband with no less tightly.

"Not salim yet" said Yasmine again. He then broke down his embrace and took the husband's hand. He kissed for a long time the back of the hand that he missed so much.

"You, how are you?" ask Alfin. Swiping on the wife's cheek.

Yasmine nodded enthusiastically. "Good dong. You're good too, aren't you?" Yasmine immediately hugged the husband's arm and invited him to walk into the house.

"It's always good, because there are prayers of the prayerful women who always pray for me" said Alfin.

"Gee, ge-er. I never doain you tuh." Yasmine grumbled.

"You are ge-er. The person I mean mom, Umi, Mama kok." Alfin is not losing now. He can answer the joke of his wife.

Yasmine did not reply, smiling and kissing her husband's arm. The smell in Alfin's clothes was so refreshing that she wanted to ask to be taken off and wrapped in the cloth attached to her husband's body.

"Mbak Yas's. Where'd the milk go?" ask mbak Fifi. His voice made Alfin and Yasmine look behind them.

"On the table alone Ma'am. I'll have a drink" Yasmine replied.

"You drink milk, afternoon like this? Tumben," said Alfin.

"Why? Can't you?" ask Yasmine.

"Bby dong. Want to sit down, what's to the room first?" ask Alfie again.

"Sit yuk! I'm talking to you." Alfin obeyed his wife. He sits himself on the couch next to Yasmine.

"What are you talking about? Uh, a minute." Alfin moved back from his seat and walked towards the kitchen. It turns out he took a drink. And when his netra not seem to look towards the trash, he saw there is a milk box with a picture of pregnant women. His eyes narrowed, his forehead wrinkled. The corner of his heart was happy. So what his presumption is true.

He hurriedly returned to the sofa, where his wife waited there while drinking warm milk made by Fifi. Alfin sat down next to Yasmine. He smiled sweetly at the beautiful woman, making the woman who was drinking milk turn her head and put the glass back on the table.

"Come, Ayang. He said he'd talk" said Alfin. He's really impatient.

"But you promise not to get angry?" Alfin nodded with what Yasmine said.

"Ak-I ...," he said stalled. It was hard to tell Alfin. Even though the husband had raised his eyebrows high, put his ears to hear well.

"What's? You're what?"

Yasmine. "Me, pregnant," she said slowly.

"Alhamdulillah, Yes Allaah. Thank you," said Alfin gratefully. The man even went straight down and prostrated himself on the floor. Making Yasmine who saw him smile and be moved.

Alfin then returned to the sofa and hugged his wife. "Thank you, Ayang. Congratulations, you will be a mother" she said sincerely. Even the corner of the man's eyes was wet with happy tears.

"Congratulations to you, my very own husband. You will be a father" Yasmine said in her husband's arms.

Yasmine's hand stretched out to wipe away those tears. Then, Alfin put his face close to the stomach of the wife Kissing the full affection of the body part that is still flat. He made the woman's hand rub the husband's head.

"How many months has it been, Ayang?" alfin asked as he looked back at the wife from his kneeling position.

"It's been ten weeks" Yasmine replied.

Alfin widened his eyelids. "So, when we had that three dinners, did you know about it?"

Yasmine nodded. Alfin smiled, rubbing his wife's cheek. "What do you think, until you don't tell me?"

"Not want to. But, I'm afraid of this news, Alifa is sad because she hasn't gotten it" Yasmine said honestly.

Alfin nodded. Then he sat down next to Yasmine. He brought his wife back into his arms. "Yes, you're right. We need the right moment, to say this to Alifa and everyone. Obviously, they will all be happy. Alifa Included.

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As soon as the conversation was over, the two of them entered the room. Alfin dam Yasmine both pray magrib. After that, the father-to-be opened the Qur'an and taught in front of his wife. He read Maryam's letter and Joseph's letter.

Yasmine was the same, while reading while rubbing her stomach is still flat. Ah, it feels so cold. Two grateful people chanted holy verses together.

Until isya both just finished, then directly connected to the prayer isya. After that, they both came out of the room for dinner.

"Darling!" call Alfin to Yasmine who is folding face up.

"Yes," Yasmine replied as she turned her head.

"I also want to say something" said Alfin approaching. "Here" he showed me a cell phone with a picture of his wife there.

"What the hell?" ask Yasmine curiously. Then he saw the picture. "Oh, here. My profile picture, right?" tanyakanya.

Alfin nodded. "When is this, you take it?" ask the husband.

Yasmine pursed her shoulders, "forgetting. Why anyway? Let's eat, I'm hungry."

"This moment, this." Alfin brought up the picture and with his smile he told her it was him. "It's me there, Ayang."

"What cooking?" Yasmine asked in disbelief.

"Look, we've been together for a long time. I've even accompanied you wherever you are" Alfin said again.

"Open the hell, gaje. But, how can it? I really don't believe this. What are you doing there?" Yasmine smiled broadly at the picture that had long accompanied her social media.

"Nemenin's mate, dong." Alfin's reply made Yasmine turn her head and pursed her lips in annoyance. "Right," Alfin continued. "Look, I was behind you a long time ago, even before I knew you, right?"

Yasmine smiled and nodded. "Yes, I've always loved this photo. Changing it feels so sweet. So, it remains this photo that accompanies all my social media."

Alfin hugged Yasmine from behind. Kiss the old head that is not covered with the hijab. "Whenever we are separated, if in fact what is in laul mahfudz is my name and your name, we will not be able to dodge it, Ayang."

Yasmine smiled, tightening her husband's embrace. He nodded in allowing. Let his destiny be like this, he will try to make the destiny he initially refused to be good and he loved.