Wife For Faith

Chapter 48

“Duh, who already has a man, now very difficult to contact,” Raisa quipped after seeing the arrival of her friend.

They did meet in the park near the Fatimah new house complex, aka the husband's house. Raisa who just came home from work is still wearing a formal suit. Unlike Fatimah who has bathed and perfumed.

His appearance looks even fresher.

"The first person to meet was greetings first, cake, Barus had it asked news. Not even shady is not clear like that," replied Fatimah insinuating the friend.

Yes, since marrying Aiman Baha Baseer, Fatimah has rarely met Raisa, even to just gather with other teachers never.

Not because Aiman forbids, but it is indeed the will of the woman herself. After all, it is basically that women do not like beautiful nongki-nongki, so for her it looks ordinary.

There is no such big change after Fatimah got married, other things if she is a hobby of shopping, hanging out at the Mall, or likes to hang out with friends. For sure she will cry for an entire week because she cannot do the things she used to love.

Thankful Aiman.

"Yes, Ukhti," Raisa replies scornfully as if she doesn't care about the friend's words.

Fatimah tried to understand, and then withdrew the juice of the favorite watermelon of Raisa. “Yes, how else, Ra. I'm learning to be a good wife and mother to them. Anyway, you will also understand later after getting married.”

“Lucky I married the same one who is still single. I can't imagine if married to someone who already has love like you.”

“Hush! Language, Ra!” tegur Fatimah's. “If my son were to hear, he would definitely be heartbroken.”

Raisa shrugged her shoulders. “Yes, that's, right, come true, Fa. You also certainly can not be free, right, if you want to be alone with your husband? Just be honest!” his insistence with one corner of the lips is raised upwards.

Fatimah shook her head in disagreement with the words of Raisa. “So far I have accepted the advantages and disadvantages of my husband. Instead, the presence of Mas Asa in our marriage made me learn to be a good mother,” she argued.

Raisa clucked in disbelief. “Ah, stop. Lazy I discussed it,” he said, while rotating his eyes were careless. “Partially I invite you to meet also make this nganterin!”

Fatimah sighed, to be honest she was a little less fond of Raisa's words. However, he tried to understand. He then received an invitation paper and read it Na which was written there. “Loh, you're getting married in two weeks? Not her–”

“Udah, no need to discuss. The point is I want to give you this let you know I'm getting married. So, do not forget to bring your husband, as trendy,” cut Raisa a little scorn.

Fatimah put the invitation down without any intention of opening it. He looked at Raisa who now looked different. The woman knew very well, if her friend had never underestimated someone, especially with unknown people.

“Why are you, Ra?” ask Fatimah.

Raisa's hand that was playing social media immediately stopped. His lips suddenly shook when he heard the worried tone from Fatimah's lips. His breathing suddenly hunted with his chest up and down. Something in his throat forced him out.

“Br3ngs3k! Why do you always know what I'm covering.” Destroyed was the defense of the woman.

The cry that had been held, now broke. He didn't care if they were both the center of attention. The park that afternoon looked crowded, did not shrink the lips at all continued to emit swearing until the curse.

All of it is intended only for one person, namely his lover–Ibn Hamsyah.

“I'm ashamed, Fa. I'm ashamed of myself. In fact, all this time has often told you for this and that as a woman. But, in fact, I was the one who became clear, Fa. Mana Mas Ibnu actually asked me to abort this content again,” he regretted.

"What's? How come?" Fatimah asked worriedly.

"But, that was it, Fa. Before I threatened him. I'm not that stupid as a woman. All I did was because I didn't want to regret later because I killed this innocent would-be fetus" he said, wiping his flat stomach.

Raisa's pregnancy age is just entering the age of 6 weeks. Therefore, before all knew the bride was pregnant, they immediately held a wedding.

“Basic B4j1ng4n! Men do not know themselves,” umpat Raisa upset, while slapping his own face when remembering Ibnu's request at that time

“Stop, Ra. You cannot hurt yourself like that!” Fatimah pulled out Raisa's hands, and then grabbed her friend's body. “All happened, Ra. You also can't regret this after what you've done.”

“Quite you are responsible for all of those deeds. But, honestly. I'm pretty disappointed in you, Ra. I didn't expect, if this even happened to you.” The disappointed look was clearly drawn in Fatimah's legume and it was enough to make Raisa not dare to look back at her.

The shoulder slumped downwards with the head bowed.

“I'm really sorry, Fa. I've disappointed both my parents and all my extended family. They were really disappointed in me, even abah and ummi completely silenced me until now. I swear, I don't know where else to go on my shoulder, Fa,”.

Raisa's cry even made Fatimah unable to do anything. He was disappointed, obviously. But he also cannot judge someone who has made a mistake.

Perhaps, this was indeed the path of his friend's destiny.

“Already, Ra. Crying will not do any good. Better now you prepare yourself to be a mother and I hope everything will run smoothly until the day H!” fatimah said sincerely and wisely.

He doesn't want to blame anyone. Because basically, if two people who are not mahrams are together, there will definitely be a third person and Satan is happy during his work to make the Prophet's people trapped in worldly pleasures succeed.

And then, after all that happened. There are only regrets. They will regret it later, as they are now.

“Currently, rice has become porridge. You and your boyfriend must get married immediately so that your future children have a complete family. Once again congratulations on your marriage and also your pregnancy,” said Fatimah tried to smile.

Raisa looks up. The lips felt strange just to reply to the words of his friend. He just nodded, then hugged Fatimah's body. “I'm sorry about what I said, Fa. I just have a lot of thoughts, therefore speak a no-no,” regretted.

“I know you must be very hurt as I say, Fa. Again, forgive ket*l*lan this mouth, Fa! I promise to apologize to your son and husband later. I'm really sorry!” he continued with tears still seeping from the cornea of his eye.

His hands were cupped in front of his chest with regret. His mind was in chaos until the words coming out of his mouth were just trash.

Fatimah. He also couldn't bear to not shed tears. He is too sensitive, especially when the disaster struck is his own friend. “It's okay, Ra. I know you must be thinking a lot, so it's like that.”

Raisa and Fatimah ended up spending the afternoon in the garden chair together. They both cried just to encourage each other. Giving strength to each other, helping each other when a friend is hit by an accident.

"What are you guys doing here? Dan, hey! Why are there tears on your face?"