The soul mate YOU sent

Chapter 24 Split

I finished putting my clothes in my suitcase. Some small items such as cell phone charge, ear phone, power bank and others I put in a backpack. After checking once again all the items I was about to bring, I was ready to leave. I came out of the room and found Mas Zaky making breakfast.

"Bau'e scented the mas, so the laper.", I said as I was beside him.

"You sit down, be ready again" he said with a smile.

It was a beautiful sight to see him cooking in the morning. His sturdy stout body did not look at all ludicrous wearing an apron and holding a spatula. She looks so hot and seductive. 'Haha asih seng takirapno early in the morning' I laughed in my heart. But I'm not exaggerating, she does look sexy wearing an apron and standing in the kitchen. Hhmm baby, in the future I can no longer see his figure who is cooking.

"Why do you see me like that? I was afraid, I wanted to attack so seein'e" said Mas Zaky as he placed two dishes of fried rice on the table which I only answered with a grin.

"Enak mas, I'm making you feel bad with iki".", I said on the sidelines eating breakfast.

"Truly delicious? You likey? I can make you feel every day. You really have to go?", he asked, who I answered with a nod to each question.

"We'll talk about iki repeatedly mas, I really should go. Best zinc for all of us." I said by ending the breakfast with plates and spoons, fried rice?, I was greedy without rest.

"Come, but why go? You said you started loving me. Muste you keep here with me.", his voice sounded sad. But I can't change my decision. My resolve is round.

"Tin.tin.".", the sound of a car horn is heard from outside the house. The car that was taking me arrived. I hurried to open the door. Silver Elves are parked outside the gate. A tiny body figure was only a little taller than me coming down from inside the car. Amara, a fellow nurse whom I knew when we were in the nursing academy, walked over with a big smile.

"Assalamualaikum ukhti, piye wes ready?", he asked as he gave me a brief hug.

"Alhamdulillah wes ready, let's go first. I took the suitcase with my bag around", I said, letting her in.

Mas Zaky helped carry my suitcase and put it in the trunk of the car. He looks reluctant to do so. His face is bent. I can't bear to see it. But I need to go today. Because what is too close to us, it will be difficult for us to see. That's why I had to step away a little so that I could see Mas Zaky clearly. I want to take care of my heart and be sure of how I feel. And asked Mas Zaky to also rethink what she felt towards me. I asked Amara for a minute to talk to Mas Zaky. Amara left me and got into the car first. Grabbing Mas Zaky's hand I dragged him into the house.

"You know the old iki g. Only until we know our feelings. Why would a face like g' ever see me again? You smile dong let me go calm down. I love to look at your dimples." I said with a smile and then tiptoed kissed the cheeks where the dimples were often seen.

I could see Mas Zaky's eyes being rounded, shocked at my actions. His cheeks are red. It was funny to see her shaming behind her cool figure. I hugged him tightly, hiding my face in his field chest. I can feel her hands slowly returning my embrace.

"You have been patiently waiting for me, so please be patient a little longer. You must be faithful waiting for me like yesterday" I said in his arms.

I felt his embrace tighten. He kissed the top of my head many times before finally taking off our embrace. "You g' can be naughty during that ndek. You should call often. I'll be waiting for you. I promise.", said Mas Zaky while cupping my face with both hands. And the next thing he did was lean himself on me and put our soft lips together. This kiss is light and undemanding but gentle and appreciative. My eyes closed enjoying the soft cradle of her lips. When our kisses were separated I felt lost. I tried so hard that the tears that had been welled did not fall before him. I want him to take me away with a smile not with worry.

"Wah g' thought it turns out you were good at kissing.", ledekku tried to build the atmosphere.

"Haha, really? Though you were the first zinc" he said shyly.

Deg. Am I the first? I made him want to joke so that the atmosphere does not become sad, even the answer makes me baper. 'What the heck is Mas Zaky, a really make a baper people' I said in my heart.

"Yowes I say goodbye, you're at home. Your wounds are healing, ojo forgot to check with the doctor", I said as I grabbed his hand and kissed the back of his hand.

"Come, you yo ati-ati yo Tan, ojo too tired and take care of health. Ojo forgets often ngabari.", he said as he stroked my head and ended with a slight shuffling of my poniku.

"The hell, it's a mess", my sewot kept his hands out of my hair.

"Haha, gemes. Yowes come on, your friend wes waiting for you" said Mas Zaky and held me until we arrived by the side of the car.

I kissed the back of his hand once more before getting into the car. Bismilahirrohmanirrohim, may all go well. Today I went out of town to a natural disaster shelter as a volunteer nurse with seven other nurses and two doctors. I've been wanting to do this for a long time, but I haven't had a chance. This time I don't want to delay. Aside from the call of the heart as a medical officer needed, I left because I wanted to organize my heart and convince my feelings. The night Mas Damar came to ask me to return, made me realize that my heart was still wavering by the presence of Mas Damar. I don't want to burden Mas Zaky with a heart that isn't entirely his. I hope that by going from his side now I can find out where my heart is going. Still vividly remembered Mas Damar's sad and hurt look when I refused his request to get back together.

"Mas, I know it's easy to forget the memories of our time together. G' it's easy to let go of our zinc loved ones for years, opo again buries love, love, affection to the same person for five more years. I g' disown if I yo hard to nglupain you. But I'm sorry, I'm g' iso. I'm g' going back with you. I wes be the wife of people, I have Mas Zaky by my side", I said gently so that she could understand our respective positions.

"Omong empty! You're a g' ono feeling the same Zaky. You love me only to me", the argument is angry.

"Not g' ono feeling mas, but belom. Now I'm trying again. From the beginning of the marriage I really made the marriage iki. Although the belom has feelings but Mas Zaky still legitimate husband I zinc I respect and appreciate. Yo Mas Zaky where I lean saiki. I hope you accept my decision iki mas.", this time my tone is more firm and a little harsh. I hope he can respect my decision.

"I know if you're angry with me, then you're talking like gini. I'm sure you g' will be able to eat me. I'll give you time. You think slowly, I'll wait for you" he said later.

"Sorry, as good as you're home. I'm tired of taking a break" I said, standing up.

Mas Damar followed me standing with a bent face. He looked at me for a long time before finally turning towards the door. As soon as Mas Damar passed the door I closed it without waiting for him to get into his car. I immediately searched for Mas Zaky's whereabouts, what was he doing? After finding the room empty, I saw Mas Zaky reciting in the prayer room. I decided to take the wudlu and follow him to the prayer room.

"Mas, wes salat isya'?", I asked while wearing a mukenah.

"No, I'm waiting for you. Come" he said, then stood up and began to pray.

After praying and thinking I started the conversation with us still sitting mishit in the prayer room.

"Sorry Tan, I g' can hold my emotions I see Damar's behavior and speech. So I pray sunnah two times to muffle my emotions", he replied as he turned to face me.

"Haruse you g' ninggalin your wife with another man, opo again just the two.", I said sad.

"Astaghfirullah.., sorry Tan. I'm khilaf" said Mas Zaky later.

"Well, did you hear Mas Damar's words? I g' mungkiri mas, if belom iso ngelupain Mas Damar. I am.", I said but cut with the words Mas Zaky.

"I'm denger. I g' will make mekso you like me. But I g' want to take you off tonpo ono struggle from me" he said.

"Emang mas know my decision opo?", I asked annoyed because once again he did not want to listen to me until the end.

"Ehm...kamu.want to go back to Damar?", he said hesitantly.

"Ck.", I'm just clucking.

I took my face off and left her in the prayer room. The clock on the wall shows half ten o'clock. 'Hemm belom too late, sit neng patio first. Chopped inside, before me karo Mas Zaky' I said in my heart. It was cold to be on the terrace, inside very hot and sultry. Not long ago on the terrace, Mas Zaky came with a glass of water and put it on the table next to where I was sitting.

"Mas wrong yo? Ojo ngambek dong. The new figure this afternoon is better wes angry again now. Mas promised kali iki would be horrified until finished.", he said sitting crouched in front of me and his hands were placed on the handle of the chair I was sitting on, locking me up.

"Males.", I replied weakly as I closed my eyes, I felt tired. My body and heart are both tired.

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"Taaan, sorry. I know I must have made a mistake. We're talking yo, my brother we're going to bed. Yo?", he said again, this time softer.

"Haaaah", I sighed before finally obeying her words.

"You should throw away my habit of cutting people's words. Sebel me.", I said ketus. And before he answered, I spoke again. "I nolak Mas Damar", said later. I could see a look of shock and slowly turning into calm and joy. As he was about to speak I raised my hand to stop him.

"I g' mungkiri if isek ono roso same Mas Damar, but.aku yo began to feel comfortable in your deck. I feel like I'm starting to love you. Especially you're my husband. I g' want to change it because the zinc man is not yet clear iso so good zinc husband like you.", I said shyly. Not because it's the first time I've expressed my feelings to Mas Zaky but because I don't know what he really feels like to me.

Mas Zaky brought myself closer to me still in a crouching position. "Thank you wes percoyo to me, thank you also for choosing my side. I promise to keep fighting for the happiness of our little family. God willing, God continues to protect us. I will show you if your choice is wrong, God willing", said Mas Zaky gently with a sweet smile that would not fade from his face.

When Mas Zaky got up and pulled his body to kiss me on the forehead, I held him back. "But I want us to separate" I said then, which made him freeze.

Still in a leaning position towards me with my hands still down she looked down. His face was so close, it made me misbehave. Seeing her handsome face this close made my passion start to stir. But I have to hold it until it's all clear to me, especially about how she feels about me.

"Why Tan? You said you wes dear to me, then why ask for separation?", he said softly, calm but there was pain there.

'Duuuuh, heavy voice'e really sexy siiiih, make gemess' my inner voice betrayed the intention in my mind. No, I was determined. I don't want to lose the war with my nafsuku. I have to be able to hold on.

"I need space and time to convince you that zinc opo is not rasakno to you. I want you to be clear about my being with your heart. Think as big as you feel for me. My opo is precious enough for you to defend", I said grudgingly.

Maybe if now he wants to express his feelings I will reconsider the decision to leave. But for fifteen minutes we were silent. He who was now sitting on the chair opposite the table just stared blankly at the row of cattleya orchids that were blooming while propped up with his chin. I can't stand it anymore. Looks like we should split up.

"Three days ago Amara met me after a phone lecture. He said he again needed a zinc nurse to volunteer at a natural disaster site. It's out of town. I used to jump for volunteers. I'm going to go mas. I want you to give me permission. I want as long as I go we are introspect each other. I want us to look at each other's feelings. In order for the moment we meet again we know the path of opo seng we want to choose", I said at length, finally breaking the silence.

"Lho's? Opos? You mean we're divorced? You just want to go for a while?", he asked in a row while half-jumping and standing in front of me.

"Sinc sopo says divorce? I've been saying I want a divorce", I said casually.

Smile on his lips. She quickly hugged me. It was so tight it made it hard to breathe.

"Mas.mas.., ukh..bapasku.", I said as I flailed his back.

"Ekh iyo, sorry. You are ojo ngagetin that cake. I thought you wanted a divorce. I'm wes hatingan. Oh God Tan, I g' want us to separate. Sure enough" said Mas Zaky as he took off his embrace.

"Tan..Tans..Tania!", Amara's call awakened me from the daydream. I was lost in the memory of that night. My smile expands considering Mas Zaky's expression at that time.

"Eh, Iyo Mar sorry, ono opo?", I said.

"Yuk prayers maghrib dik." he said.

It turned out that our car was parked in the courtyard of the mosque was quite large. It didn't feel like it was nearly six hours away. And I'm starting to miss Mas Zaky.