Waiting for the Love of the Husband

THE MCSS 2

Aish woke up early. He found his decision last night. He will stand by the husband's side, be filial and be the best wife for Ashraf. May Ashrag be touched by his service. Love affairs he will ask the Owner. Is not Allah Most Reversing the Heart.

Since dawn was still an hour away, he chose to go down every hallway in the house. Recognize every corner of the house that was made into a dowry by the husband. Start from the top. He also brought cleaning tools. Think of it as work and his salary will be received later in God's paradise.

With a smile he cleaned every corner of the room. Caring for every plant available on the balcony terrace.

Arriving on the second floor where Ashraf's room was Aish breathed. Her husband seems to have no signs of waking up. Should she knock on the door and allow her husband. Ah but it's too early to take the exam.

Aish resumed his activities on the first floor. Just sweep and clean the floor from dust. There are still fifteen minutes before dawn. Ice go to the kitchen, look at the available groceries. There are only instant noodles, some eggs, sugar and also tea bags. Even Aish didn't do rice there. Apparently her husband had planned this from the beginning.

All right let's see, how far Asih's going to last. Who will lose first and ask to stay together. Aish or Asyraf.

Aish heats the water and makes the Tea sweet. At least sweet tea helps restore energy that was drained.

When the dawn prayer rumbled, Aish saw her husband come down. White cocoa, as well as sarongs and black peci worn add a handsome impression on her husband. Unfortunately, the man was not as good as he thought. Maybe people will look at her husband as a man of dreams. Where the man has a high posture, clean skin handsome and also rich. But what is seen from the outside is not the same as what is inside. Maybe Aish needs more time to get to know her husband.

There is no sweet greeting like a bride in general. Aish is busy with his activities with Arsyraf. The man only turned his head for a moment, there was no intention to say hello. Not a smile is expensive.

Asyraf returned home from the mosque along with Aish who came out of the room. His beautiful wife's appearance caused Asyraf's attention to be on him, but only a short time later turned the other way.

"Where are you going?"

"I want to go to the store and buy groceries. My energy is not strong enough to face you if there is no intake. May you allow and rmeridhoi my every step. I'll be home before lunch." Let's just say that's Aish's permission request.

Asyraf just remembered that he had not told people to provide food in this house. But his ego is high enough to admit his shortcomings.

Aish sits down to drink the rest of her sweet tea. Although Asyraf last night issued a painful sentence but Aish still made him drink to her husband. Seeing Asyraf about to speak, Aisyah cut him off first. "I don't want to be insulted anymore just because her son forgot to please her husband's stomach. This is all I can serve, maybe later at lunch there's something filling."

Asyraf did not chim in, he just soaked his throat with Aish's sweet tea. In each gulp he thought of the other side of Aish. It turned out that the graceful looking Aish had a firm side in him.

As the sun begins to rise, Aish meets Asyraf, who is in the gym, telling him she is leaving. Although her husband is annoying but Aish still has to respect as to where it should be. If her husband does dzloim and plays new hands, Aish will release. For now it seems like he is still able to face.

I'm sorry I'm not your wife Syfa who's so cute. I'm not gonna try to be him. I will still be me, Aishwa Qodriya.

***

"Who's the newlyweds going to the store? Shouldn't be a holiday, Bh?" said Marni, who has worked with Aish for a long time.

"Males ah holiday, that's how people do their activities." Aish's statement made his workers laugh. Their thoughts and Aish's thoughts are not the same. "Loh really, right?"

"Yes yes, Mom. That's why later **************crack if you have to."

Well it's true, even though the hair is the same black but the contents of the head are different. "Ish, it's too mature your chat. I'm going in first."

In the workspace Aish does not work, but instead thinks of Ashraf's behavior. Not realizing that time passed so quickly.

Aish remembered at home there was no groceries, then how her husband was going to have lunch. He grabbed the bag and headed for the nearest super market.

Some food needs and bath needs are already in the trolley, just pay directly home.

***

His stomach began to protest but there was no sign of his wife coming home. In his house there were only instant noodles and eggs, but he was not interested.

Going outside is also lazy, worried about meeting his family and asking why he went alone even though he was married. He ordered food through the app.

"This is Aish how he is, she said the son of a teacher but I don't understand her husband starving. He's full out there can freely eat me? Look at me and then he comes home full." An idea suddenly appeared. He still remembers some photos of his first wife being brought to this house.

While waiting for the food to come, he put all photos of Syfa including her wedding photo which is still framed neatly.Asyraf smiled to imagine Aish would be shocked, if he could cry. He subconsciously imagined the cute face of Aish crying.

The doorbell rang, as soon as he peeked out of the window. Ah turns out the courier delivered the food, not Aish.

Aish himself is stuck in traffic because of a traffic accident. "Is there a shortcut, sir?"

"It's hard to turn around, Neng. It's a gini" replied the taxi driver.

Aish's address will get another snub from Asyraf this way. It's been an hour Aish in the taxi, stuffy and hot she's been feeling. Not to mention his phone rang and displayed a foreign number. "Hello," said Aish after sliding the green button icon.

"Aishwa, this is Ashraf's mother. You guys are home, right? I'll be there soon."

I just said the phone connection is dead. Aish begins to worry if her mother-in-law gets home first.

Luckily the taxi started speeding though slowly at least making Aish feel relieved. "Please don't get to the mother-in-law who arrived first" murmured Aish.

The taxi finally arrived in front of the house. Aish was still able to breathe a sigh of relief because her mother-in-law had yet to arrive. He brought his groceries in.

Just arriving at the door instead of being helped to bring groceries, Asyraf even nagged.

"Where are you from?" asyraf asked in a faint tone, "he said to go home before lunch. Which streets are really good can be snacked, is the one at home?"

"I got stuck, tell me you're hungry" Aish replied briefly. Aish ignore her husband who speaks at length. He was busy arranging the groceries and tidying in place. Aish also had time to see food wrappers on the front desk of the television.

Asyraf continues to grumble for Aish to look at him and see the photos of Syfa on display. True Aish turned his head but his expression was flat not to Ashraf's liking.

"A minute you're here, and you want me to look at those photos?" ask Aish flat.

Sure enough, Aish had just lip-dipped, the sound of a horn was already heard. Suddenly it made Asyraf panic and as short as possible he took down the photos.

Aish, who saw her husband panicking, walked towards the door and made Asyraf panic. "Jang opened first Aish," cried Asyraf.

"Because the stone itself," ledek Aish. She still helps her husband. Hide the photos behind the curtains.

"Aish, Ashraf!!!"

"Dad, where's dad?" that's Zia's voice. It seems like not only the mother came but the papa, Zia and her sisters also participated.

"See them again, ma'am," said Aisha.

"What are you doing?" asked Salwa's mother who caught the child and her daughter-in-law standing by the curtains. Their faces looked panicked.