Waiting for the Love of the Husband

Waiting for the Love of the Husband
THE MCSS 7



In the afternoon some of Ashraf's friends came to visit. But there was one thing that troubled Asyraf the most. Hendrick looked at Aish. The look of admiring a man on a woman.


"Crazy beautiful maid, Raf," said hendrick, "no intention to be made that wife?"


Hendrick did not come at Ashraf's wedding. So it's only natural that he doesn't know about Aish.


"There is no maid in this house."


"Was she?"


"My wife."


For the first time Ashraf called Aish the sweet word. Aish just looked down embarrassed when she heard it. It was undeniable that his heart was pounding than usual.


"Wife?" Hendrick ensured and was allowed by Asyraf. "Aish, just leave Asyraf and marry me. Beautiful ko made babu." Actually Hendrick was just kidding. He is also not the type who likes cornering his own friends.


Aish did not respond, after inviting his guests to drink, he chose to accompany Zai to play.


kampret is Hendrick.


There is a sense that is difficult to describe by Asyraf when listening to Hendrick's words. He clearly did not like what he heard.


Sometimes he looks towards the door, and why does his heart wish for Aish to enter the house when his friends are gone.


"This big house is taken care of by a wife, Raf?" hamish asked, Asyraf did not answer he was busy forcing a snack into his mouth. "It's people's work, pity the wife must take care of a house this big. Where is the rest time for the wife. The night of cooperation, right?"


The cooperation in question is certainly in another sense. Only people who are already in puberty understand it.


This is a slap for Asyraf. Reminds her of her duties as a husband.


Not until two friends of Asyraf there. In addition to other matters, their purpose was also to ensure the state of Asyraf alone.


"Why don't you come in?" Hendrick again issued a sentence that made Asyraf want to kick the man.


Yesterday a man named Juan was now your own friend. It's the charm of the wife in the eyes of others.


"Necessary, not mahram."


"Eh Raf look at the clear-clear it's the best refresh. Aish ...." Hendrick deliberately called Aish's name in a high tone. Unfortunately Aish did not listen.


"Actuality, Drik. My wife is not Asyraf's wife, you are seduced. The axis of the stove is indeed," kekeh Hamsih dilutes the atmosphere. "Casual, Raf! know what Hendrick is doing."


The two friends got into the car and left Ashraf standing half dizzy.


"His friends are home, are you?" ask Aish who came in with Zia.


Remembering Hendrick's words, he looked at his wife deeply. Ask her heart what charm Aish does not touch her lobe.


"Mas, even dumbfounded, dizzy love huh? Going to the room?" A series of questions slid from the lips of the wife. Without needing an answer Aish helped the husband walk into the room.


"Father spoiled once," Zia's stomach was following her parents.


Aish simply responded with a small smile.


Is that how much you love her?


Aish asked Asyraf to melt the heart. Though sure, I won't get an answer.


"I'm sorry to bother you, Aish."


"It's an obligation, there's no need to feel awkward." Aish replied in a flat tone, even with her expression. Not showing anything that would make Ashraf laugh or thrilling. Aish's jealousy on the photo of him and his late wife.


"How does it feel to be praised by men other than the husband?" asked Asyraf who was irritated because he did not see the look of jealousy on Aish's face.


"Okay," answered Aish flatly there was no red hue on the cheek as it was being teased.


"Yes out there! I'm gonna take a break. Zia want to sleep with dad?" Aish was not offended at all by the husband's words. It's a test of the options he chose.


"No, because his father was angry with his mother."


Why is Aish so indifferent to that? Was there no feeling of love in his heart for Asyraf? Sure there is but Aish is too smart to cover it up. Actually there is pain when seeing the love of the husband for his late friend. But back again this is a test for him. How much Aish loves creatures and their creators.


Aish painstakingly served Asyraf at dinner. For the second time Aish entered the room.


"You're so considerate, Aish. Is it because I want to touch it? Rich gini?" Asyraf pulled Aish's veil away. Showing a dazzling charm to the eyes.


"Otherwise, not funny," Asih's nagging back using her veil.


For a moment Ashraf was glued to see the charm of Asih. This is the woman he married. Or this is the angel who came down from heaven to wake himself up.


"It's the cure." Aish offered the medicine with his drinking water.


Not the medicine Ashraf took but Aish's hand. They looked at each other, diving into a silent point to find what he expected.


"Eh." Aish cleared his throat to dispel the awkwardness. The female side wanted to show her feelings. But again Aish did not want to rush. It's too early to admit his feelings.


Gegas Aish tidied up her ex-husband's cutlery and walked out of the room. Worried for a long time in such circumstances Aish was unable to control his feelings.


Go inside her room, and lean against the door.


Come on Aish don't be a weak girl. Don't get carried away, make sure your husband's feelings. Relax, time is long.


Aish monologues in heart.


Asyraf himself stared blankly inside his room. But his heart was again disturbed when he remembered two men who were considered to admire his wife.


Is he starting to fall in love with Aish's charm? He recalled the tinge of red hue on the wife's cheeks as they began to touch hands for the first time. His hands were shaking as he touched. Then how will Aish behave when he asks for his right. Ah Asyraf so imagine the yes.


Entaj is guided by desire or guided by conscience. Asyraf descended to the ground floor and headed for the room that Aish had made his room into.


His hand turned the door handle slowly. The door was unlocked and made it easy for Ashraf to enter. Seen sag wife who was sleeping with a curled position from a close distance.


The presence of Asyraf did not disturb Aish's deep sleep. Beside Aish there was Zia who was sleeping in her sleep. The child was comfortable in the arms of the mother. Making Asyraf suddenly want to be in the position of Zia.


Aish's wrangling that changed his sleeping position made Asyraf worried that he would be caught. She rushed back into the room and went to sleep.