
"Sister..."
Najwa immediately got up from the sofa, upon seeing Ega's arrival before his eyes. Najwa slowly approached, their eyes met.
Glekkkkk
Najwa gulped his saliva. There was a bang, a jolt, and a bang as if it was hitting his heart at this moment.
"Come Najwa. You promised you wouldn't ask him why he didn't come home last night. You have to be patient, but Affan has given you a hint, right?" inner Najwa.
Suddenly a smile rose from Najwa's sweet lips. A smile that could calm the heart of Ega who was in a state of turmoil. And the smile she misses all the time.
"Why can he still smile, my padahan has let him down. Why can she still smile, even though her husband is all night with other women. Najwa, what is your heart made of. Verily if God let this sinner ask, I want you to be my heavenly angel, "inner Ega.
Grepppppppp
He hugged Najwa. The warm embrace she always missed. A hug that can make him peaceful. Ega again dropped his tears, but as fast as lightning wiped him away so that Najwa would not know.
Gyuuuttttttt
Najwa's hands were tightly clenched. At the moment he could smell a different scent than usual. The fragrance of the perfume was so gentle, that she believed it belonged to Melody.
"O Allah's Sickness.so right, he spent the night with the woman? sister Ega loved Melody so much that she would not keep her promise to me" Najwa said.
Najwa wants to push Ega's body, but the man stops him.
"Sister please let brother hold you in a moment" said Ega.
"What are you thinking right now, brother? you like this confused me. What exactly do I mean to you? why do I feel like you're in love with me? but why do you still want to sleep with her?"
Najwa lets Ega hold him for a while. After the hug was broken, Najwa asked what Ega thought was unexpected. Ega initially thought Najwa would ask her why she didn't come home last night, or ask about what she did with Melody. But Najwa instead asked the question as a form of concern for the husband.
"Sister has breakfast? sister has not had a shower?" Najwa asked as if nothing had ever happened.
Moreover, Najwa asked with a smile that showed both dimples of his cheeks on the left and right.
"Not yet." Answer Ega briefly.
"Wouldn't you take a shower or eat first? I'm sorry I didn't cook new food, because last night's food hasn't been touched at all. But I've been warming up" said Najwa.
"Not touched? it means he didn't have dinner last night, because he was waiting for me?"
"Have you eaten?" ask Ega to make sure.
"Yet. I haven't eaten on purpose, I want to eat together with sister Ega." Answer Najwa.
There were small explosions in Ega's heart upon hearing Najwa's words. The guilt that burst out, made him unable to bear to not hug his wife.
"Sorry," said Ega lirih.
Glekkkkk
Najwa gulped down his gulped saliva. To be honest, Najwa's tears wanted to rush out immediately. The fear he was feeling right now really possessed him.
"O Allah.Why is the time coming? I could feel that he was helpless right now. Is he hesitant to make a choice between two? obviously, I don't want to take a step back. He's my rightful husband, I love him so much. As long as he doesn't dump me, I won't leave him,"
Najwa suddenly returned the hug just as tightly. Without those two people noticing, they were both afraid of losing this moment.
"So, I don't want to eat first. Want to be fed to you," said Ega suddenly.
"Okay, prince. The princess will serve the prince" Najwa said, chuckling.
Najwa and Ega head to the dining table hand in hand. Somehow Najwa feels nothing has changed from Ega, after meeting his love rival. All that changed was the perfume she smelled from her husband's clothes.
Najwa served Ega as he always did, after washing his hands first.
"Don't use a spoon" said Ega when Najwa wanted to feed him with a spoon in his hand.
"So what do you want to eat?" ask Najwa confused.
"I want to eat with your hands." Answer Ega.
"With my hand? don't you feel disgusted?" ask Najwa.
"I want to be fed with your hands." Answer Ega.
"OK alright prince spoiled," said Najwa while pinching fried fish dicocol with sambal, then piled it with a pinch of rice.
"Aaaaa.open her mouth" said Najwa.
Ega opened his mouth, and ate the food that was in the confinement of Najwa's fingers. Ega's eyes never separated from Najwa's face when receiving the bribe, so Najwa so blushed embarrassed made.
"Nake?" ask Najwa.
"It's much more delicious. For being fed with your hands." Answer Ega.
Najwa again feed Ega until it does not taste like a dish of toilet rice with fish and and sambal.
"Now change let the sister who bribed you. You haven't eaten since yesterday, have you? next time don't do that if you leave, " said Ega, pouring a bowl of rice and fish on the same plate.
"I don't eat first, because I'm used to eating with you." Najwa answered, stopping Ega's hand in the air as he was going to feed Najwa.
"I'm sorry" again just that word came out of Ega's mouth.
"Don't use a spoon. I want to eat right out of your brother's hand" Najwa said.
"Really? don't you feel disgust?" ask Ega.
"Why should you be disgusted? this is my husband's own hand. This hand will lead me to heaven." Answer Najwa.
Najwa's words were a blow to Ega. Until Ega repeatedly swallowed his saliva which felt choked in his throat.
Ega began to feed Najwa painstakingly. Sometimes they throw each other unusual smiles and gazes.
"Thank you, brother. It turns out that brother is right, it tastes much more delicious than eating alone, or eating with a spoon," said Najwa.
"Then how about we go home from work, we eat each other's treats?" ask Ega.
"What's? he wants to eat each other? what is this sign of God? is this a good sign for you?" inner Najwa.
"Agreed." Najwa answered with a sweet smile.
"Yes already. Now you go to the room first, huh? brother wants to clean up first," said Ega.
"Yes. I'd also like to cook for lunch at once for our dinner." Answer Najwa.
"Is the place where you work on Sundays really closed?" ask Ega.
"Yes. I proposed that." Answer Najwa.
"Why can?" ask Ega.
"I told you Sunday was my time with my family. My family here is my brother, my husband." Answer Najwa.
Ega can't say anything more. Every word that came out of Najwa's mouth made him feel an extraordinary feeling.