Titip My Wife

Bajars

Azzam took Hanafi for a walk, he went to high school where they studied. Now Hanafi is only with Azzam, Aisha does not participate.

" Hanafi you remember when I used to hook you up and we were in the same law Mr. Broto"

" yes I remember, you always forced me to fulfill your wishes" they laughed all over memory while still in High School.

After going around the school they went on to sit in the park. There was a little boy running to play in the park, the ball stopped in front of Hanafi and azzam.

Hanafi took her and he stroked the little boy's head.

" Hello baby what's your name"

" i'm asma om" before long the mother of the child looked for him.

" asthma don't toy far away son"

Hajar was surprised who was in front of him, Hanafi and Azzam friends during High School first.

" Azzam..." Azzam also turned his head to the origin of the voice calling. Hajar approached him he saw two friends of his high school first, hajarpun shocked to see Hanafi face that was a little pale with a head without hair.

heart of Hajar felt sliced by people who had once loved him, seeing the state of Hanafi is so heartbreaking.but hajar trying to hide his sadness, he walked closer to greet his two friends.

" Hit you how are you." asked Azzam.

because this one woman used to be liked by these two friends, that is, but Hanafi did not show his attitude just azzam his best friend knew.

" Thank God I am good"

the flashback

Hajar walked to class when Hajar was a new student in his class, moved from the Netherlands.His father was re-assigned in Indonesia so he had to follow his father moved.

both of these friends like it because it is beautiful as well as good can be said to be perfect. Azzam saw Hanafi like him only this time azzam succumbed to Hanafi, he retreated not close to Hajar.but indeed also Hanafi did not want to approach because he knew the boundary that is not mahram.

love ends in reply, Hajar declares his love he sends a letter to Hanafi. Hanafi when school not much behavior makes all women like him besides handsome he is also alim and smart.

Azzam knew that, there was nothing that Azzam did not know about Hanafi nor Hanafi.

Azzam brought the two together but azzam did not go there he accompanied Hanafi, so all what Hanafi and Hajar talked about was Azzam knew.

Deal Hajar and Hanafi he will tell their parents when they graduate college to get married. Destiny is not as smooth as his wishes, the desire is just a dream that does not materialize.

Hajar in his college match, hajar refused and told his parents that he already had a candidate.

similarly, Hanafi he told his parents to apply for Hajar even though he was still in student status.

hanafi parents do not refuse because it is better not to be dissolved in sin even though unintentionally.

Maybe their destiny is not a match, beat up at the forced father and he married while still a student with a young man named Ghazwan.

a young man who was successful good-looking also Soleh, initially did not accept Ghazwan to be her husband.

Ghazwan accepted the harsh attitude towards her, but with her gentle attitude, she loved her husband for a long time until there was asthma.

Her love for Hanafi gradually faded, hajar more love her husband.Hajar now sincerely accept her destiny that Hanafi is not her soul mate.

Hanafi was busy with his lectures, he did not want to know women anymore until he was betrothed by his parents.

And Aisha is his much loved wife at this time.

After a long time this time they met, now the vibration of the heart between the two is gone.

flashback off

" o om know she is my mother, a good angel descends from heaven said papa" he smiled hearing the asthma chattering.

" A true asthma of a mother is an angel who descends from heaven, she is assigned to look after us. "

" he's your son to beat up" asked Azzam.

" it's funny you're beautiful baby" azzam stroked asthma's head.

Asma attracted Azzam to be invited to play ball, now who lives hajar and Hanafi.

" how are you Hajar" Hanafi began to open his voice.

" Thank God I am good, you are sick"

" just as you can see,"

"forgive me fi"

" no need to apologize for the beat, we are destined not to mate forever we are friends.loving it should not have it is not" Hanafi smiled his gaze forward without seeing the beat.

hajar also smiled remembering the memories of when he loved Hanafi in silence.

" How's your husband doing"..

" he's good, thank you for coming here soon" Hanafi nodded.

" All that God has ordained is the best, and I am sure you now believe it too"

" it's true what you said, we can't fight destiny either"

" God sent someone better for us than our own choice, your husband must be a good man because he became your kind soul mate. god sent me a very good wife".

Hajar still feels very guilty about what happened a few years ago.

" your wife doesn't go with the fi"

" no, today I want to walk with Azzam. It happens that today Azzam is off and can take me for a walk"

" what about your pain" Hanafi frowned, from where he knew that Hanafi was sick.

" you know I'm sick" asked Hanafi, wondering where Hajar knew.

" yes yesterday I met Hamdan in the hospital, Hamdan told me."

" Thank God I'm better"

" papa.." asthma screamed saw his papa coming. All eyes toward the asthma that ran greeted his papa.

" hello dear beautiful daughter papa". Ghazwan hugged his daughter who was then running towards him.

Azzam approached Hanafi and Hajar, he did not want any misunderstanding between the husband and wife to see Hanafi and Hajar just sitting together. Ghazwan approached his wife, Hajar smelling Ghazwan's hand.

" Did you introduce these friends of my High School, we happened to meet here" Ghazwan reached out and was welcomed by the two.

" just continue chatting first, mas still want to play here with asthma" Ghazwan invited then he ran after their asthma play so fun.

" It's true your husband is a good man Hajar, may you always be happy"

" aamiin, it's true that Ghazwan's mas azzam was a good person.he respected me very much and gave me freedom, many times I refused him but he was always patient."

"the choice of God is the best" Hanafi said.

" you must be healthy Hanafi so quickly also have an angel or a little prince" Hanafi smiled.

" Aamiin, I accept all my destiny no matter what happens I sincerely. Maybe God hasn't given me offspring so I can focus on my illness and my wife on taking care of me"

" Well then I say goodbye, hopefully you two will be happy. Sorry can't talk long pity Ghazwan mas he just came from the Netherlands."

Azzam and Hanafi nodded.

The husband and wife were alone, Ghazwan was very friendly with his wife's friend.