Woman Behind the Veil

Woman Behind the Veil
Chapter 44



Since that night Wulan was determined to deactivate his account and replace the new instagram account this time without photos because it was complicated to delete photos that amounted to almost thousands, the number of photos reached thousands, more ikhwan followers who dominate his account than the press, finally calm down also this heart because Wulan proved his nonsense.


I thought after the Wulan account was off, there was a problem but one problem arose again, namely the mysterious caller, honestly every night I was very disturbed because the call Wulan did not know the time sometimes in the morning sometimes midnight hp Wulan rang continuously, until my patience was exhausted.


That night when we finished Qiyyamul lail relaxed to sleep in bed, at exactly 03.00 hp Wulan rang, I asked permission to pick up the phone.


I'm "who's gonna have to call you every night?"


Wulan "doesn't know Bi" replied Wulan who was still busy reading novels


I "i answered ya" asked me


Wulan "iya Bi, tell me not to call constantly like I don't know the time" looks upset on Wulan's face


I got up from the bed and walked to the table where Wulan was lying, then answered the call.


I'm "Assalamu'alaikum" I said


Caller "...."


I'm "hallo, who's this?"


Caller "...."


I'm "sorry mas or mbak, if there's anything important please convey but if you can call it not at a clock like this, interfere with the name"


The caller "Wulannya there" heard a male voice


I'm "who is this? Any important thing are you looking for Wulan?"


Caller "who are you? What right do you forbid me to talk to Wulan?" the tone of the man began to rise


I'm "my husband, and I have the right to forbid Wulan from contact with other men who have nothing to do with family, please answer who are you?"


Caller "BASIC (pronounced profanity)...!!!" then the phone suddenly disconnected


I saw the phone without a name while scratching my ears, it felt like a gatel heard a harsh word like that, but I ignored it and then went back to bed and sat next to Wulan who was still busy with his novel.


Wulan "who's Bi?"


I "well, stray people" I said


Wulan "what girl is a guy?"


I'm "cow, she's dancing for you"


Wulan "me? Why come after me?"


I "tau, collect the debt of the time, the person at the end of the phone was said to be an animal"


Wulan "astagfirullah, briefly try me on the phone, not very polite to be human" wulan snorted annoyed


Finally, Wulan stood up and took his cellphone on the table and then returned to the bed while dialing the foreign number that had just called.


1 minute..2 minutes to 10 minutes no answer from the number that Wulan called, finally with a state of anger he turned off his phone and then sat facing me while leaning his cheeks on both palms with a pouting face.


I "why? How come his face pouts so?"


Wulan "sebel Bi, this must be a guy who fad because before I moved my number many who know so nyesel if tau gini finally"


I "how do I keep going?"


Wulan "i changed the number only Bi, I don't want our household to be disturbed by others"


I'm "Sir Mom how about your phone?"


Wulan "is easy to tell, what is important is that our relationship is not disturbed, I also do not want you to be negative thinking about me later"


I "it's up to you, which do you think is good" caressing her face


My hand was then held by the wulan still on his face then gently kissed my hand saying.


Wulan "you don't feel comfortable, do you Bi after knowing what my past is?"


I "shake my head"


Wulan "ihh answered with a voice do not nod your head ah"


I "basis bawel kayak mama, if I nyesel ngapain must be far from Java to Kalimantan to pick you up"


Wulan "keep talking about my past how? Is there a sense of disappointment in your heart Bi?"


I then took out my pants pocket and searched on youtube, after getting what I was looking for finally hp I gave to him.


After hearing the description of ustadz khalid hafidzhahullahu ta'ala, Wulan lips finally smiled and asked me again.



Wulan "Biii..Why is your answer the same as He?"


I'm "beda😁"


Wulan "tuh kaaannn..😔 must be sad if you know my past how" his lips back manyun.


I can't help but feel amused to see the face of Wulan who was smiling earlier now back manyun.


I "have not had to be in that manyunin, here deh see the face of your husband" I asked while facing his face and body towards me.


I am "a beautiful but beautiful wife, I think the past is a mirror of life, we need to see it to make Ibrah(lesson) in the future, but do not also too often see the ntar nabrak😅 rearview, said by mother now ntar time now ntar kamunya, sein left but turn right😂.


Wulan laughed softly while covering her mouth, then tightly hugged my arm and her head leaned against mine as she said


Wulan "tank you Bi, already want to understand my shortcomings, whereas from the beginning I met you I thought you were not a knowledgeable person but it turns out you were the figure that I was later on, but from the beginning I thought you were not a knowledgeable person, Thank God for granting my prayer all this time, do not ever get tired well to guide me when one day I will be foolish"


Wulan "dear Iya Abi" as she kissed my head


Indeed, at first Wulan did what God forbid, but is not man the place of wrong and sin? It is not Allah's Al Ghaffar, whatever sin a servant committed, but when the servant repents with the repentance of Nashuha, Allah will forgive him for his sins before repenting as much as the foam in the sea.


So it is appropriate that I as a husband still accept it even though I do not know what sins Wulan committed in the past and I do not want to know the sin of his sin because disgrace does not need to be conveyed.


That morning after helping Wulan's routine busy with her homework, so much homework we finally divided the task sometimes I wash, part wash, cooking to clean the dishes and sweeping the house while Wulan was busy babysitting Annisa who was getting older more fussy, sometimes on the contrary I took care of Annisa while Wulan in the kitchen.


After finishing with my routine, I opened the phone to check the sale of Muslim clothes on social media, it turns out there was a message from an official.


Akhwat "Assalamu'alaikum warrahmatullah wabarakatuh"


I'm "wa'alaikumsalam warrahmatullah wabarakatuh"


Akhwat "afwan for how much black?"


I "oh the price is so much"


Akhwat "ana want this robe sent now aki, ana transfer kerekening antum now well"


I'm "now yeah? Where is the anti house?"


Akhwat "deket kok akh, in the next complex"


I'm "(do you know my house is close to his house?)" muttered


"how did? Can you deliver today too?"


I "oh god willing can ukh, maybe a bit of a pity yah afwan"


Akhwat "na'am ana wait"


I then put my phone then stood up but without me realizing Wulan was behind me, making me a little surprised.


I'm "buset already here are you Mi? Since your kapam is here?"


Wulan "since then while seeing you chat with Akhwat"


I "don't know I'm talking to Akhwat?"


Wulan "gimana do not know the person whose photo is using a cartoon photo of a woman with a veiled time yes there is a Brotherhood photo cartoon newspaper with a veiled😒"


I "then?"


Wulan "yah why chatan with Akhwat? Want the same revenge last night?"


I'm "masya Allah, soudzon aja innat, this akhwat just want mesan gamis Darling, just look at the chat" thrusting hp towards Wulan


Wulan "okay, watch to play behind me" while squinting one eye


I'm "iya iyah, but try to find the robe in Akhwatnya want all of you in the packing because this afternoon will not be anther"


In the afternoon I also went from home to the next complex where the address of the business is written in the chat, capitalized google maps finally I easily get the address, too, after picking up the bell several times did not open the door of the house for long and out a black-veiled Akhwat approached me.


I'm "Assalamu'alaikum warrahmatullah"


Akhwat "wa'alaikumsalam warrahmatullah, Mas Abe yah?"


I "don't know Ana's name?"


Akhwat "was the name Antum listed in the account anyway"


I "oia ya afwan forgot" while swatting the jidat


Akhwat "how did Akh, antum bring ana order?"


I "na'am this is the order" gave the plastic wrap inside a neatly steamed robe


Akhwat "syukron yah aki"


I'm "na'am, Assalamu'alaikum" and I want to turn towards the motorcycle


Akhwat "wa'alaikumsalam warrahmatullah, uh wait akh"


I'm "yes? What's up ukh?"


Akhwat shyly handed me a white envelope saying "open it at home well not here" then passed from before me.


I was still staring while asking in my heart, "this is the envelope what is it? Money may not be ah already entaran aja in notya anyan in the glue also nih envelope" while turning on the motor then passed from the office house.


Arriving at home I sat on the sofa as I turned back the envelope of giving the certificate, though his intention wanted me to throw it an envelope because my heart felt uncomfortable but my curiosity finally made me want to be determined to open the contents of the envelope.


Arriving from the direction of the room appeared Wulan who was walking while holding Annisa, she then sat next to me while looking at the envelope in my hand.


Wulan "what is Bi?"


I'm "oh this is an envelope"


Wulan "who said what money, I mean who's the envelope?"


I'm "from the newspaper I sent you a dress shirt just now"


Without the babibu the envelope was snatched from my hand, then he tore the envelope which turned out to contain a piece of writing on paper. While holding Annisa Wulan read the content of the writing is rather long somehow the content of the writing so that after reading the face of the wulan that was ordinary now shows a face that does not feel good at all in view.


I "cock your face is that Yang? what the hell is it? What did he write?"


Wulan "read it yourself" while putting the paper on the table and then passed from me


Because curious about the contents of the letter that successfully made Wulan whose face was delicious in pandamg changed with a face that did not feel good at all in view finally I read the letter from top to top below, initially the writing is ordinary but when in the middle of my eyes widened with the Akhwat writing, it is not possible that Akhwat who has been writing a message like this.