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Basic Trouble!

Chapters 20.

For a few days Haikal was in a hurry to find Naya. After his departure that night, there was no more Naya in his house. Haikal found out she had run away after seeing that some of her clothes were not in the closet.

Haikal had also asked the closest people around him, the neighbors, including local RT—but they said they did not know because it was possible that the woman left at night.

“Where else should we look for it, Bi?” Ros asked. For a few days the woman was worried. Wanted to search, but was forbidden because of his circumstances.

“I don't know where to look anymore,” Haikal replied half frustrated, “which is even crazier, the medicine also no one brought a single.”

“Oh, Yes Allah, Uni,” hiss Ros leaned her body onto the chair. His head was mumbling because he kept thinking about where his honeymoon sister went. “What are you guys having trouble with, anyway? Why did the Union run away. Did you hurt her? Or me? If so, I'm sorry..”.

“Not, not your fault. He himself is stubborn,” replied the man, and he immediately explained the debate between the two on that night based on jealousy.

“Before I left him to calm down, I did threaten to run him over because he asked to leave if I didn't choose him. My goal is just to scare him.”

“Gosh, why are you so easy to say talaq?” ros said inexhaustible, “now the Union is out of the house, it's a sign that the talaq has fallen.”

“I was forced to do it because he was already so outrageous,” Haikal looked at his wife, “if he didn't start, I wouldn't do it. What was less of me all this time? As much as possible I treat you the same way. Maybe if there's a slight difference, it doesn't matter because I'm just a human being. But he was always jealous of your shadow.”

While in the distance there, Dawiya rolled his eyes lazy, “Dasar troublesome. Poor kids. Does he think every day my son only thinks about love? Eat the love, then. Pain yourself, right.” The old woman then walked away. Go into his own room and write a will in the form of an inheritance for his grandchildren later. So that they have a good and brilliant future.

Up ahead, they were still discussing Naya.

“So much jealousy, is it?” ros said in response to her husband's remarks just now, “I know you belong to her too. Therefore, I have never shown that I rule over you. When asked about love, it hurts, of course I do too. But we are given reason to think. That is by limiting ourselves from things that can hurt our own hearts.”

Haikal smiled in his sadness. He was proud of his wife. Unable to embrace and kiss her whole heart. “Heaven for you and maybe hell for me later, because it has made you sick and a lot of relented. Sorry and thank you for all your sacrifices. Don't let me alone to face everything.”

Haikal closed his eyes in his arms. Remembering the beginning they met. Being a liar, telling her to wait, to be married but to be mated.

‘And you know, it's hard for me to go through all this trust. There was no intention of marrying Naya at first. But Naya needs my help to stay alive, and we are the opposite sex who can cause slander and sin if we are together too often. This I have thought carefully even though in the end I am still the most guilty.’

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Tired of looking for Naya made Haikal finally choose to stop for a moment. After all, he had another responsibility to support his other wife and children.

There was a lot of work to be done because he had started his own business. Ros has also given birth to her second child, Alif Noran.

Alif is a name that has a very good meaning—so that he becomes a person who is fun and liked by many people. It is actually true that way. Alif liked many people despite behaving a little more brutally than his brother.

Yudha tends to be patient and gives in as much as he does.

Alif is more similar to his youth who really likes challenges. However, he still has a high sense of responsibility.

This happiness makes Haikal forget his second wife a little so that Ros asked, “Why now stop looking again, Bi? Don't you miss him?”

There was a speck of hope in Ros's heart that her husband had begun to forget his other wife. Yes, it's just the natural instinct of a woman who wants to be loved more.

But the answer he heard was quite a bit disappointing. “Of course misses. With you too, if some days we don't meet.”

That is the answer that Haikal always gives when asked by anyone. At least, Ros also never offended or asked because in addition to respecting each other, he was also afraid to hear the answer.

This is too much, Ros thought in his heart. Just such a thing alone, his anger was so severe. Can't all problems be solved in a good way?

‘Don't he have a little bit of pity? It has been a lot of time, our mind and energy to look for it all this time.’

“We have to use a way to find it,” said Ros found an idea, “what if we share alms? There will be a lot of people gathered there. Well, one by one we will ask, where know, we can find it from there.”

Haikal also agreed, although somewhat unsure in his heart with the idea of his wife.

Until that very day, they took to the streets to distribute alms in the form of sembako in several different places.

The first day, still nothing. The second day, it was still fine. Until a week passed, they finally found a little information from a boarding house owner's mothers.

“Eh, this photo looks like a sick woman who has not paid my contract,” he said sharpened his eyes looking at a piece of photo that Haikal showed him. “You want me to drive away, pity. If not expelled me who lost,” grunganutu typical of the famous rented mothers fierce.

“Mother sure?” ask Haikal enthusiastically.

“Yes, it's similar. Come, I'll take you to my inn,” he said again asking Haikal and Ros to follow behind him.

They headed to an alley in front of which there was a small gate, then went into it and found a large house that had two floors.

“Well, this is the place,” show the boarding house in one of the rooms below. Located at the back.

But bad, when the door is knocked, there is no telling from inside there. With great force, the rented mother took a spare key to open the door. However, all he got was his stuff.

“Eh, where are you, this is the widow?” ask him to the other occupants.

“We don't know, Mom. But does his stuff still exist?”

“Still...”.

“Again out times, find a meal,” other sahut.

“Look, let us wait here until Naya gets home,” Haikal decides.

“Alright then. You see, I also do a lot of work,” Mom pesampit retreat and waltzed away from there.

Ros went into Naya's room. From her clothes, she recognized that this was indeed hers because she had seen Naya wearing these clothes when she visited the house.

“Looks like Uni knew that we were going here. So he dodged, Bi,” Ros said after a while. The woman, took Alif in her carrier and put him there.

“I'll wait for him until he gives up.”

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