Wife For Faith

Chapter 126

Fatimah welcomed her husband with a radiant face. However, the smile suddenly faded because the man did not reply back. The woman's hand, then pulled the husband's arm slowly.

"What's up, Abi? Just shut up, anyway?" ask Fatimah, while continuing to follow the steps of the husband.

"Abi tired. Want to rest first" replied Aiman, then went to his room, while the wife was left alone.

"Squeaky. Why is Abi even so diem like that, huh? Is something going on?" Fatimah wondered, especially when there was not the slightest smile on her lips. He became sad.

"Umma, Abi why?" It turns out Hassan also noticed the attitude of his father. The little boy had been willing to join in welcoming his father's return, but when he saw Aiman's mood was bad, he undoes.

Fatimah shook her head, then rubbed the head of her husband's first child with affection. "Maybe Abi is just tired. Mas Asa what's out? Do you want to be accompanied by his sleep?" he asked cheerfully, trying to look okay even though he was worried in his heart.

"Sir, Umma. Mas Asa just wanted to grab a drink." The little boy chose to go to the kitchen to get some drinking water, and then went to the room. Let his father and mother finish their affairs.

Fatimah's footsteps were a little heavy. Hassan has gone into the room. Now, it was only him in the middle room. Khumaira was asleep in her baby's crate, while she was waiting for her husband to come home. However, after Aiman returned, he was ignored.

Trying to stay calm. Fatimah also chose to clean up her homework, while waiting for drowsiness to come. Wash dishes that are only a little, then wash clothes, to dry them all. Time passed so quickly, without feeling it was already 1 in the morning.

However, the sleepiness has not yet come. Finally, Fatimah decided to pray at night. He also read the holy verses of the Qur'an until 2 am. After that, his feet stepped into the room.

It turned out that when Fatimah entered, the husband was also performing night prayers to make the woman stunned. After closing the door slowly, he crouched down in front of the bathroom door in their room. Looking at Aiman's back with a happy smile.

"Why did you just come in?"

While Fatimah was busy looking at her husband from behind, the man's voice surprised her. With a little hesitation, the mother of Khumaira stood up from her most comfortable position. "Am I done?"

The man turned his body until now can see the face of the wife who is like being misbehaved. "Come here! Abi hasn't kissed you!" said Aiman, while stretching his hands wide.

The good looks of Muslim men will increase if they wear cocoa clothes, sarongs, and peci. Ouchai, the angel was busy queuing to get the God creature one. It was fortunate that he had it.

"Ummaya," called the voice softly once again. "Don't you want to hug me, hm?"

The woman also folded her lips. The red hue has now touched both cheeks of the wife. Under the dim lights of the room, Fatimah stepped closer to the husband who was still faithful waiting for his presence. "Are you done?"

The man nodded. Aiman's hand was still faithfully waiting for the woman to come to him to enter into the arms. His eyes could see the rays of doubt from Fatimah, but were immediately brushed aside with a genuine smile.

"Abi's done from now on. It's just, Abi wanted to wait for you to come." Now, the two married couples have been clinging to each other. Channeling an apology, and longing for not seeing each other all day.

"I'm sorry, Ummaya. Because I'm exhausted just silences you. I shouldn't have done this then allow me to apologize to me, O Angel Surgaku!" The back of the hand snagged the old wife, then after that looked at both eyes of the couple with full apology.

Which woman, after all, would not be hurt if her husband apologized so gently? Fatimah included. She loved her husband so much. So, is there any reason not to forgive that little mistake? There's nothing at all.

"My apology will always be open to you, O Husband. In fact, I am the one who should apologize for not being right in welcoming your return earlier. I'm sorry, Abi!" The eyes were so full of regrets, there was no look of lies there.

"Can I know what happened to Abi today?" The woman looked up in an embrace until the distance of their faces was so close.

The man thought long enough. He was busy looking at the creation of God in front of him. Fatimah's face was so hypnotizing that it was fast that there were so many men out there who liked her. "Should I be proud to have a wife who is much liked by other men out there?" ask Aiman.

The frown on the woman's forehead instantly poked. Menciba understood the meaning of the husband's question until after being reviewed again, Fatimah also realized that Aiman was now jealous.

Jealousy is a sign of love. Hey, which love? If your partner really loves you, they will definitely never have such feelings of anxiety.

A healthy relationship is, yes, a relationship that understands each other, cares, does not curb, believes, and also loves each other. The destiny of man is governed by the Almighty God.

"meaning?"

The man's index finger traced Fatimah's beautiful face, then after that put the girl's hair behind the ear. Lips do not stay still to kiss the wife's forehead.

"Pig." The spoiled whining of the wife actually makes the smile that was lost, now re-reviewed, even more soothing. The woman then put her face in her husband's arms. "Kok, it's even mated, anyway?"

Aiman tightened their embrace. He also chuckles when he gets a small pinch on his waist and the suspect is his own wife. "Sick, Shit."

"Where are people sick, but even laugh." The sulking mode is tuned by Fatimah. He himself did not want to distance himself from Aiman.

Again Aiman could not be angry. Fatimah is too precious to ignore, let alone ignore. This woman is the figure of the angel of heaven sent down by Allah SWT to accompany her in the world, and later in the Hereafter.

"So, Hartono has told me about your story," said Aiman honestly so as to make the woman stop spoiling.

The two female eyeballs instantly widened in panic. He wanted to escape from Aiman's arms, but was immediately prevented by the owner of the heart.

"Where are you going?"

"You beat up Hartono!" abugn.

"Udah, just here! Instead of you beating up Hartono, isn't beating your jealous husband more worthwhile!" The two eyebrows of the man were on the up and down, then his thumb pointed at the top of the bed

The red hue immediately ran through both cheeks of Fatimah, even to the ears. "What, anyway, Bi? Shame to know," he said.

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