WHEN THE HEART MUST SHARE

chapter 26

Since Anisa's departure from home made Jelita and Bu Sari feel free to do anything in the house. Including little by little instigating Aby so that Anisa Anisa is getting wrong in Aby's eyes.

"Mas, why hasn't Anisa come home yet? he didn't even ask Mas Aby for permission at all.."

Aby just fell silent. Although in his heart he allowed Jelita's speech.

"I feel like Anisa's changed a lot, Mas. He used to accept me with a big chest, but now it's like he hates me so much."

Aby did not answer. He even moved from the dining table.

Seeing Aby silenced, Jelita felt her husband justified her words.

It's getting soaring.

The next day, unbeknownst to Aby, she moves into Anisa's room, which is more spacious and luxurious. Anisa's own stuff she moved into her room.

 Now she feels like a real hostess.

"Perfectly...! when else can I be Mas Aby's real wife. Even if Mbak Anisa comes, my position must be shifted again" he said smiling knot.

Bu Sari clapped his daughter's intelligence.

"This is what I expected of you long ago."

They laugh happily.

"But, sometimes I think, too, are we not outrageous?"

"when we are still living hard, people also never think about how we are, now we are above why do we think about the feelings of others? Enjoy it, not necessarily it will last long." replied Bu Sari.

Aby is agitated because Anisa is not coming home. He himself refused to pick her up.

Amidst her anxiety, Aby grabbed her car keys and left immediately.

Jelita and Bu Sari looked at each other.

"Don't he pick up Anisa?"

Jelita sighed softly.

Aby continues to drive her car at high speed. In his heart was furious over what happened the other day at Anisa's place. He refused to meet with Yahya again. But he also did not want to give them a chance to get closer.

Aby was welcomed by relatives there.

He did not see the whereabouts of Anisa.

"Sorry, Anisa, is there?"

"There, he was discussing something with ustadz Yahya. Anisa was sick, but now she's better. Let the aunt call." the woman who was greeted by the aunt went to call Anisa.

"Anisa's sick? Exorbitant! There was Yahya he didn't need me anymore." Aby regretted in heart.

At that time Anisa was in the side yard of the house with Ustadz Yahya. they were discussing about the continuation of Anisa's treatment.

Kiyai Romli has enough assets that he bequeathed to Anisa. ustadz Yahya promised to help take care of her.

"From now on you have to take a teaching leave, you have to undergo treatment in Singapore."

Anisa remained silent. He imagined the fate of his son if he went to undergo treatment.

he believes in Aby as his father, but can Jelita and her mother believe?

Unconsciously he shook his head. Al must be in the right place. And the only one who is rightly called for help is Ustadz Yahya.

"Can you keep Al for me?" the unpretentious man nodded.

"Of course, trust me."

They fell silent again. The thing is, Mas Aby obviously won't allow it.

At that time, the aunt appeared and told Aby's arrival.

Anisa stood up immediately.

"I have to see Mas Aby myself." he told Yahya.

"But I'm afraid she'll be babysitting you again."

"Let's just calm, he's my husband. I know exactly how .faced it."

Anisa approached Aby who looked angry.

"I want to take Al home" he said flatly.

"Only Al?" anisa asked with a calm face.

"I think you're too comfortable here, so I feel hesitant to invite you" Aby said, turning her face away.

"I'm still your wife, Mas! So if you tell me I'm home, I'm going home. If you don't want it, you will also accept it." replied Anisa.

Aby glanced at Anisa, she looked pale as if she was sick. There was compassion in Aby's heart. But when remembering the relationship of Anisa and Yahya, made his heart harden again.

"alright.. You come home with me."

Without thinking any longer. Anisa called Al and packed up. When you get in the car. Yahya.

"What about what we talked about?" Anisa nodded and continued to get into the car.

Aby looked at Yahya cynically.

There was no conversation between them. Aby focuses more on Al and asks about many things.

Anisa doesn't take a headache. He let the father and son miss.

"I know, Mas Aby's heart is actually very soft, but somehow lately it can change so drastically."

When I got home, I hugged Zahra. That made Jelita a bit less liked. He unknowingly distanced Zahra from Al. It was not out of Anisa's view .

"Sir, how are you?" greet Jelita. The base sounded stiff in Anisa's ears.

"Well, how are you?"

Anisa walked in to her room.

But prevent it with doubt.

"Mr...!"

Anisa.

"cn ... All of Anisa's stuff is in the next room. I think Mama will be there long. Because my room is too small let alone a baby, I'm occupying that room right now."

Anisa was surprised, and so was Aby.

"You did that without my permission or Anisa's?" asked Aby angry.

Jelita immediately cried. Ms. Sari rushed to defend him.

"Sorry, Mas. I can't ask permission!" said Jelita while sobbing.

"Maybe not be a wife who does not know yourself, you must remember who you are, dare to take this hostess' room,

Anisa is Nak Aby's favorite wife." said Bu Sari firmly.Making Jelita look up in wonder at her mother's words.

"Not to defend even cornered." Jelita scolded in heart.

Anisa just gave a long sigh.

She wants to share her husband, but to divide her room, Anisa feels objection.

"Then, please pack the goods back, Lit." Anisa said in a soft tone.

With tears in her eyes, Jelita went in to clean up her belongings.

But it's beyond a doubt.

"Wait on! Aby's voice shocked everyone, including Anisa.

"you don't have to move anymore. Let Anisa in the other room."

Anisa looked at her husband in disbelief.

"Mas, that's our room.. You want to split up too?" exclaim Anisa can't take it anymore.

"It's just a matter of room. Don't exaggerate!" answer Aby ketus.

Actually Aby's intention was just to teach Anisa a lesson. He felt so hurt because he was in the duakan.

Although with an unreserved heart, Anisa relented again.

Aby joked with Al and Zahra.

He did not know that at that time Anisa was crying bitterly, he felt a deep inner wound.

Jelita and Bu Sari celebrated their victory in the room.

That night Aby slept in Al's room.

"Mak's still mad at me for that last night thing?" ask Jelita that morning

 he deliberately approached Anisa who was preparing breakfast for Al.

"No, why are you angry. It's just a room." Anisa answered, she tried not to be provoked.

"But, it's been Anisa's sister's memory room with Mas Aby for years."

Seeing Anisa just speechless, Jelita switched the conversation.

"Bak, if you want to make breakfast for Al, all for Zahra, yes! I want to prepare the needs of Mas Aby first." said Jelita proudly. It was like intentionally making Anisa jealous of him.

Without waiting for an answer, Jelita had already escaped to her room.

"Patience to you, Mom!" Bik Iroh, their housekeeper, calmed Anisa's heart.

"Thank you, Bik. I'm okay." Anisa is trying hard.

"Please, ouch..!" a voice for help sounded from the room occupied by Anisa.

Everyone is looking at it.

Looks Jelita is groaning to endure pain while holding the knee yes.

"Why are you sitting there?"

"Mas Aby didn't see me fall. Sick, Mas!"

Aby leads Jelita to sit in a chair.

Anisa observes where Jelita fell. Like there was a spill of something so that the floor was slippery.

"Why is there oil here?" ask Aby wonder.

"It must be Anisa. she's afraid I'm going into her room, isn't it?" accuse Jelita.

"I'm still doing a lot of work, I don't have time to do such unimportant things" Anisa replied. He was resigned if this time Aby also blamed him.

"There can't be Anisa, never mind. Oh, ja.. Why are you in front of her room?" aby asked in surprise to Jelita.

"I, I want to pick up my stuff that was left behind in that room" she replied nervously.

"That's excuse me first, now it's my room, so anyone who wants to enter must be allowed first." said Anisa.

"Then who's the dong who's stocking the oil here?" Jelita is still insistent.

" Mommy, Miss Sari, where's the oil bottle you borrowed?" suddenly Bik Iroh appeared there.

All eyes looked at Ms. Sari.

"I didn't borrow the Spirit, you saw it in the kitchen! mam Sari's face flushed in embarrassment.

"So get caught, right who spilled the oil?" anisa said as she passed away.