WHEN THE HEART MUST SHARE
chapter 22
Aby tries to understand Anisa's explanation, even though she actually feels something is unusual.
The next day Yahya ustadz returns to meet Anisa at school.
Until Anisa wonders.
"Sorry ustadz, I think there's something you want to say, until these two days ustadz tried to meet me, sorry you know...!"
Ustadz Yahya smiled.
I'm sorry, maybe you're uncomfortable. But really, there's no evil intent in my heart, I just want to know what you're doing, whether you're okay."
Anisa smiled back.
"On what basis do ustadz worry about me to the extent?"
Ustadz Yahya was impatient again.
"You don't have to pretend to be strong anymore.I know everything you've been through."
Anisa.
"Ustadz, you know something? Meanin?" Anisa was feeling restless. He was afraid that Yahya Ustadz really knew the situation.
"I know about your illness." even if it's spoken slowly. But in Anisa's ears felt like thunderous lightning.
Anisa is still silent.
"Sorry, Nis. I was forced to force doctor Ratna to tell the truth.I was very worried about your situation at that time."
"Are you angry?"
Anisa shakes.
"Anger is no use either. Ustadz already knows." Anisa replied lightly.
"Why are you so calm?"
"I'm trying to accept my destiny with a big heart." Anisa replied calmly.
"Then why didn't Abah and your husband tell you?"
Anisa had not yet answered him, Aby had already appeared there.
"Yahya Ustadz? As I recall you're not on duty at this school.." Aby was upset that Yahya's ustadz was impressed to continue chasing Anisa.
"Sorry, Mr. Aby.. I can explain everything ", said Yahya.
"Yes, Mas. Ustadz Yahya this is a project with me.. So there are a lot of things that we have to discuss" Anisa said.
Although his heart felt unacceptable, but Aby did not dispute it.
"Then, we beg ourselves ustadz, next time we discuss the thing again" said Anisa while reaching for her bag.
"Why next time? Just now, Mom, I'll wait till it's over!" aby jutek.
Anisa and Yahya feel bad.
"It just so happens that we discussed today is enough." said Yahya.
Aby claws at Anisa's hand while saying her greeting with force.
"Greetings...!" reply Yahya.
He looked at the couple until they disappeared in front of him.
"If only Aby knew what Anisa's been through all this time?" he said with a trembling voice.
In the car, Aby was still silent. There was something between Anisa and Yahya.
"Mas Aby still angry?"
"Where am I not angry, seeing my wife every day with another man" he replied.
"I've let you down, I wish you. But... Do you have to repay her the same way?"
"I'm jealous, Nisa.."
Anisa bit her lip. How should he explain that there is nothing between them.
"Punish me in other ways, but don't turn your back on me!"
"Astagfirullah...! Why would Aby think that far?"
"Why don't I think there? Every day you meet, every day you talk. How can I not be upset?" aby's voice began to rise.
Aby was speechless.he felt angrily annoyed and jealous imagining Yahya's ustadz gaze to Anisa.
Anisa feels guilty. Had he been so candid about her situation, Aby would have changed her mind. But, with that. Aby will feel prolonged sadness and blame herself. Imagine that. Anisa was afraid that Aby would find out.
That day, Anisa asked for permission to go home alone.
"Mas, later in the day I want permission to go to a friend's house. I'll bring my own motor.'
"But you're sure it's okay?"
Anisa nodded for sure.
After school. Anisa is not at her friend's house, but she goes to the hospital to check up.
It is very and very coincidental that Yahya ustadz is also there.
"Is there business too?" soft sap.
"I'm checking up routine ustadz."
"Where are you?" ustadz Yahya's question is worried.
"There has not been a better development." Anisa pasrah.
"Ustadz himself? Who's sick?"
The man stuttered with Anisa's question.
"Here, there's a student who was killed, I brought him here."
Anisa remained silent.
"Nisa, shouldn't you tell your Abah?" yahya said carefully.
"I've thought about it, but Abah must be sad and my thoughts continue. I don't want that to happen."
"Well, it's your decision. But you must remember, I will always support you."
"Thank you." Anisa replied.
Anisa passed from before him.
Yahya was astonished because Anisa opened her wallet and sighed softly.
He tried to call Jelita.
"Lit, I need money again, please just this once. Lend me your savings, please,
I'll change it."
Jelita's answer was beyond Anisa's expectations.
"Ouch, Ma'am.. I'm sorry, I can't lend you. I have an appointment with Mom to go shopping. The money from the house operation is all that you hold."
"That's it, this month's rations have been borrowed.
I'm confused to ask Mas Aby again."
"That's it, Anisa's risk." replied Jelita indifferently.
"Then I borrow your money."
"What else is my monthly money. Tau, how about having that baby. Not diapers, not milk, this and that. Sorry, Ma'am."
Anisa hung up on me.
He's a little disappointed. Jelita who had been considered a brother also could not help him.
He finally came home without any medicine.
At night, Anisa felt lazy to leave the room. At dinner, he did not go out.
Aby approached him.
"Why not have dinner together?"
"I'm a little carefree, Mas." Anisa's answer made Aby feel her forehead.
"It's hot..!" aby said in shock.
"Please cover me, Mas!"
Aby covered him with love.
Anisa was already asleep when the motive for her phone rang.
Aby looked at it slowly.
he saw that there was a transfer of some money into Anisa's account.
There is also a message coming from ustadz Yahya.
(Sorry, Nisa. I know you are in trouble right now. I didn't mean to offend you. Accept this little help)
Aby was confused.
"If Anisa's having money trouble, why didn't she tell me? Why should that man know first..."
Aby's heart was burned with jealousy.
He felt that Anisa was playing with fire behind him.
When Anisa wakes up,
He did not find Aby beside him anymore.
Anisa looked at her phone lying down just like that.
He grew shocked when he saw the contents of Yahya's ustadz message.
"Mas Aby must have misunderstood again."
Anisa hears Aby's voice playing with Al and Zahra.
Staggered, he got up and saw Aby from the door slit.
He saw Aby and Jelita sitting around joking with the two children.
Things he's never done in this whole time.
What Anisa knows, Aby has not been able to accept Jelita's presence completely, it is what triggers jealousy in Jelita's heart.
But what he saw tonight was very different. They look warm and happy. Anisa undoes her intention to join.
"Why should I be sad? Wouldn't I want Aby to accept Jelita completely?"
Anisa dragged her steps back inside.
Aby's attitude began to turn somewhat indifferent to her.
Anisa understood, Aby's jealousy in Ustadz Yahya defeated her common sense.
the next day..
When Aby was in the room. Jelita deliberately approached Anisa.
"Sir, what if I'm the only one with the finances. You see, Anisa is less often at home. I am always on standby at all times, so if there is a sudden need not be confused anymore.
After all, you are no longer able to accept this trust. The proof is that the money ran out by mbak himself."
Anisa thought for a moment. He felt it was time to entrust the finances of this household to Jelita.
"alright... You're right, you learned to manage the finances of this house." Anisa kept smiling.
Miss Sari who peeked out from behind the door felt victorious.
From then on, Anisa gave all the shopping money to Jelita.
"Sir, have Aby transfer directly to my account." whine Jelita one afternoon.
"You know for yourself how Mas Aby is." replied Anisa.
"Yes, anyway.. Aby never believed in me. Tell you what, I'm wearing my new account. Just say it's Mommy's, and Mas Aby has to transfer it there, how?"
"that means we lied to Mas Aby."
"This one time, Mother."
"alright... I tried." promised Anisa. she felt Jelita was like her own sister.
He did not suspect a thing.
Sure enough, Aby also did not put any suspicions on Anisa's request.
As a result, Anisa felt confused by the treatment she did secretly.
His own savings are over. He usually only relies on the spending money he sets aside every month.
Now everything is in Jelita's hands.
Sorry many mistakes🙏🙏
