A Little Hope For Ashma
50. Let's go on a date

Already entering autumn, the air was getting colder and she had been in the small house owned by her husband's family for about a month.

The content also moved to five months of age, yesterday Ashma did routine content checks every month is actually longer than that is not okay Adam does not want to miss any growth and health of mother and child.

On the day of the rain of fallen leaves Ashma contemplated his life, he smiled miris forward there in the beautiful scenery that became his calm so far, in fact Ashma just pretended to be happy and entertained himself. He was bored with his marriage relationship that only stayed in place, Adam never gave clarity about his feelings and Ashma was tired inwardly.

He just loves her alone. Ashma had tried to ask for his love but Adam always never wanted to try.

Time is rolling so fast. The crickets were loud on the colder night, Ashma hugged her own body in the main hall, she tried to finish her milk but her tongue always refused. Ashma is not too fond of the smell so he always had trouble drinking milk pregnant women, Adam was always fussy when he almost forgot to drink milk even Adam to force for Ashma to drink it.

Thick jacket was attached to Ashma's shoulder, he immediately turned his head back and looked up to see Adam behind him with a small smile, he sat down after peeping the top of Ashma's head.

“Still nauseous drink it?” adam asked, looking at the contents of Ashma's glass which was only slightly reduced.

“Iya Mas, I can't.” Adam knitted his brows, he took the glass on the table.

“Mas auxiliary."

Ashma expected it, Adam would not let her not drink her milk.

“Slightly yes,” Ashma asked her a quote, Adam nodded small.

Adam held Ashma's nose to help her avoid inhaling the smell of her milk. Ashma took a sip of it quite a lot and she immediately swallowed it.

“Already Mas I can no longer spend it!” His tongue was still feeling, Adam swiftly brought warm water to Ashma.

“Thank you,” Ashma immediately sipped the warm water given Adam, his tongue was already feeling better.

Adam saw the clock, it was only nine o'clock in the night. He looked at Ashma again, his eyes falling in the shady gaze of his wife's.

His eyes closed for a moment as his breathing became calm with a gentle rhythm. Adam's eyes drifted toward him again. Ashma felt confused by him like she was seeing a strange person, then she asked.

“Is there something wrong with me?” Ashma was suspicious because Adam looked at her.

She chuckles softly, “ no, no.” It was a very unsatisfactory answer to hear.

Ashma crossed her arms, she stared at Adam sharply as if he was intimidating. “lie!” kilah Ashma, she's displaying an unfriendly look.

Adam likes to smile eccentric, he likes to see Ashma become fierce. “it, seems to have been able to do things more friendly.” He said in a choked tone of voice, Ashma goosebumps herself hearing it.

“A—apa?”

“Ashma's husband and wife's drug,” says Adam makes clear. Ashma further stretched the distance with Adam, the man had such a terrifying aura. But considering it's been a month more should have been able, right? Ashma is confused.

Adam laughed as Ashma moved away from him hurriedly got up from his seat and immediately entered the room.

“Come on Mas!” said shouting.

Adam paused for a moment with his head still digesting Ashma's screams from the room cubicle, but the next split second he began to notice Ashma's mischief. Adam laughed amusedly at the woman's behavior, so he felt tempted by her

Adam went into his room slowly, and after entering it he locked the door. She, the woman there was down in shame by still using the jacket that she put on her body.

Adam shook his head a little, “No, I won't do that first before asking the doctor if it's okay,” he said as he took off his warm shirt. Even though she had her intentions as a husband for her right, Adam thought about the health of the mother and her baby where he might be selfish for his own satisfaction.

Ashma looked at Adam with a questioning look. “What? Why Mas, I did not refuse.” He asked a little strange, even though in his heart Ashma was very relieved.

Adam approaches Ashma in bed, he grabs Ashma's hands for her to kiss. “I think you want to say something else, since last afternoon you look restless even if you smile but I can't be lied to, so what makes your head think of something so?” adam's voice was so subtle that it entered his sense of hearing, like a small puff that whispered merrily with incense.

Ashma thought for a while, she let out a long sigh. “That doesn't seem important to you, nor am I sure to say it.”

Adam said with wrinkled eyebrows confused “What? Why are you confusing me?!”

The two exchanged glances with each other casting indecipherable gazes, “itu—” Ashma took another breath.

“Love me!” ashma said with eyes that looked at her as if to show her that she had truly fallen for her husband.

Adam chuckled with his fingers combing his hair back. Recalling the words Ashma had just uttered. “I've already given my affection to you Ashma so—” she frowned, “what's asking for my love?” it was a continuation of his cruel words.

Ashma's lips moved, but no words came out as if they were between her throats.

“Have you not begun to provoke my anger Ashma, go to sleep.” He said he continued as if his words were easy to accept. He immediately rushed out of the room, always like that to avoid sensitive topics.

“Coward!” Ashma cast a disappointed look.

Adam was lying on the small sofa of his study, he massaged the base of his nose with a heavy mind. Adam always avoids when Ashma always asks him to love him, it is very difficult because Adam always follows his selfishness to keep loving the same person from a long time ago.

...•••...

Ashma woke up alone in the silence in her heart, Mentari did not bring out the ripples of light as usual to make the atmosphere even colder, it was her heart that was frozen.

Ashma got off the bed and sat in the front seat of the mirror to see her appearance, she smiled little looking at her stomach with anxiety, she loved her son so much. Ashma feels love, loves someone who does not know what his face looks like or his gender, whether son or daughter he loves the child in the womb.

Ashma immediately remembered the best man of all times. His prophet, the Prophet. Prophet Muhammad shallallahu alaihi wasallam was like his love for him, but he had never seen what he looked like and he was very much in love with his Prophet.

“Mayallah,”

“Goddessa,”

“Mashaallah.”

His tears shed with a tinge of longing for him, the Prophet of Allah shallallahu alaihi wasallam.remembering how his glory and perseverance in upholding the religion of Islam, he also loved his people, he also loved his people, so loving that he is still waiting for our best return there, he is waiting for us to help the judiciary of the deeds of his people, who will stretch out his hand as we will be amazed between the true Valley of tribulation.

“Can I meet him later with this sin-stained self?”

“Yes Allah's Apostle, if I am given a chance by Allah to meet you then I just want to tell you, that I love you so much.” His words floated in the air with all the feeling of longing that had arisen. It was like his hope that whispered to the wind to be conveyed to him.

Ashma Back in the mirror, she smiled at herself. After being satisfied Ashma moved to take her hair pigtails on the table to tie her long hair that was a little annoying, after which she immediately stepped her feet into the bathroom to perform the morning bathing ritual.

In the other room, Adam was pondering. His eyes looked out the window, looking at the atmosphere that was not as cheerful as usual, his feelings had a bad feeling, whether it was but Adam tried to brush it off, no matter how nervous it was entrenched in his heart.

Satisfied at the thought Adam finally decided to get out of his study, his stomach was hungry and he wanted to make breakfast for him and Ashma, ah remembering that woman she always remembered her request who wanted love from Adam. It tickled his heart.

Dim brushed off his mind and immediately came out of his room to go to the kitchen, but not until Adam had seen the back of a woman who was struggling in the kitchen making breakfast.

The smell of toast is gushing into his sense of smell, his wife must be baking bread. Adam decided to just sit on the chair while looking at Ashma from behind.

Ashma turned around, there—where she got Adam who was looking at her, Ashma did not care and she continued to do her duty as a wife.

He immediately took the breakfast to the table and sat down slowly while holding his stomach, Ashma ignored Adam.

Adam knew his wife was mad at him, and he didn't like her. “Good morning,” said Adam greeted Ashma but the master did not answer.

Adam sighed rudely, “sorry, I'm sorry about last night.” He said by trying to reach Ashma's wrist but Ashma immediately distanced his hand.

“It was common,” Ashma said ketus, she was used to getting false apologies from her husband.

Adam took the air, he tried to breathe properly. “I've been thinking about it all night, yes you said I was selfish and I was a coward. Ashma I have considered it so..I will try to open my heart to you and try to love you,”.

Ashma who was chewing on toast in her mouth stopped immediately, she immediately looked at the man's eyes full of searching.

“No joking!” he said not sure. Adam gave his smile to give Ashma confidence that he would try to open his heart.

“I'll try it!”

Ashma grimaced to hear it, “why? Why did you hurt my heart with that pseudo-word?”

Adam shakes a little, “no. I will try to open my heart Ashma so please believe!” He said it full of confidence.

Ashma looks for lies in her eyes but she doesn't find them but Ashma still hesitates, but she also thinks again what's wrong to try.

“Then what is your action?”

“Let's go on a date!”

Ashma wanted to laugh loosely but she also could not, as her voice was stuck between her throat and difficult to remove.

“So it's your action?”

“Ya, and I want you to date me.”

“What is a quote?”

“Of course.”

Ashma clucked in annoyance, “do I have to accept your date offer?”

“It should!”

Ashma sighed heavily, once again looking into his eyes and looking for lies but Ashma still did not find them.

Adam forcefully grabbed Ashma's wrist and she stared at him intensely.

"Let's date dear.” He confirmed and clarified his words again with the smile he gave to Ashma.

#TBC