Assalamualaikum Ukhti
Chapter 105

Hearing her son calling someone, Adita immediately turned her head. He saw Arif running small towards them with a big umbrella in his hand, running through the puddles due to the rain to make the shoes he was wearing wet.

“You guys why are here. Come in the car,” invite Arif to take over Eza on the lap of Adita who is hugging him.

“Come Darling. We get to the car,” he told Eza.

Adita does not refuse nor does she agree.

Suddenly the lightning just came after the lightning that immediately rumbled so loud.

Duar !

Adita immediately stood up to Arif and his son.

“Come fast,” he said.

They step together towards the car, Eza puts her hands around Arif's neck holding her strong and Adita steps with Arif by using an umbrella together.

Arif opens the door for Adita first and lets her in first.

Then open the back door for Eza, after which he closes the car door again.

He saw Adita's motorbike still parked in front of the store.

“Lock the motor,” said Arif back open the front car door.

Adita immediately handed it over, she stared at Arif's face still looking cold to her.

After getting the key, he returned to tidy up the Adita motorbike to be parked neatly.

Adita just sat in the car, looking at Arif who tidied up his motorbike parking lot.

Finished it, Arif Back to the car looks like Arif's shoes look wet due to puddles.

“Om, look,” said Eza showed the new toy he bought with Adita in the mall.

“Wow, very good. Eza buy toy car?” asked Arif gently while driving his car.

“Iya. Eza bought it with Mama earlier,” sahutya while trying to open the food wrapper.

Adita only glanced at Arif who focused on driving the car.

“You guys from where? Rain like this, if caught in a flood how?” arif asked gently but did not want to look at Adita.

“From mall,” says Adita.

In the car back to silence, Adita and Arif like waiting between them to say a word first.

Adita seemed to be breathing heavily.

“This time what's my fault?” tanya Adita finally opened her voice.

“Honesty,” sahut Arif.

Adita swallows the coarse salivary, let alone Arif still cold on her.

“Which other honesty does Mr Arif want? Didn't I have been honest since the beginning.”

“Pak? You called me back that name?”

Adita was silent.

“Jawab. Before marriage I don't want anything you cover from me! I want you to be honest with me about your past.”

“Didn't I have been honest from the beginning. I have a bad past, that is, ever mean to the Icha family!”

“Yakin? Nothing else but that?”

“You want me to be honest which one more? I've said everything, it looks like you've eaten someone's words!” adita said back to speaking formally.

“What did Aditya tell you yesterday?” tanya Adita felt suspicious of Arif, the change immediately happened after meeting her ex-husband at home yesterday.

“Do not switch the conversation!” chirps Arif.

“So, how should I? I'm confused, what to say which one else.”

Arif breathed a rough sigh.

“Do you often sleep with men while still legitimately being Aditya's wife?” arif asked directly, as he could not hold it anymore.

To wait for Adita to admit everything, it was very difficult she thought.

“Astaghfirullah these accusations are not humane!” adita's chirps immediately stroked her chest hearing Arif's question.

Adita turned her head for a moment looking at Arif, who was not looking at her at all.

Adita tried to hold back her tears.

“I return it to you. If we still believe in me, our relationship continues. But, if not enough get here only!” firmly Adita.

“That's not the answer. I want you to answer yes or no!”

“Iya. I've slept with men, not even one but many!” upset Adita.

“This is the answer you want to hear, isn't it? The answer is yes,” said Adita looked at Arif along with tears that came out just like that.

“You satisfied?!”

Arif was just silent, expressionless in no way not even surprised at all, after hearing Adita's confession.

“I think, our relationship is quite up here. You can get the perfect woman and the fine woman,” Adita said in a vibrating voice.

Arif stopped his car because they had arrived in front of Adita's house.

Without waiting any longer, Adita opened the door directly out of the car. He also opened the back door and took his son out of the car.

“Dah Om Arif,” said Eza waved his hand at Arif.

Arif just smiled bitterly, without returning Eza's hand to him.

Arif stared at the departure of Adita and Eza to enter the house.

“Argh! what did I tell him?” hitting the steering wheel slowly.

“I'll find out this truth,” his murmur immediately went from the place.

Seeing that Eza was fast asleep, he took his cell phone and contacted Icha.

Tut! Tut! Connected calls.

“Assalamualaikum Mbak,” Icha said across the street.

“Waalaikumsalam, Icha. Are you busy?” ask Adita.

“Nagging. What's up?” tanya Icha was serious because she heard Adita's voice sound vibrating withstanding the cry.

Adita immediately cried and told everything, that she and Arif had no relationship anymore.

Icha was surprised, let alone the preparation of their marriage was almost 50% completed.

Adita told me everything, the cause of the breakdown of their relationship. Adita also recounted that she had never slept with any man, other than her husband Aditya then and now has become an ex.

Adita tells Icha everything, because she already considers Icha as her sister.

“Please yourself first, Ma'am. Who is patient yes, this is a test if heading to the wedding,” said Icha softly.

“I'll be away for a moment from this city, to forget everything including Arif although a little difficult.”

“Iya. There's a villa outside this town and it just so happens to belong to papa back then. Mbak can go there to calm down, I will send the address later.”

“Iya, Icha. Thank you very much.”

“Iya Ma'am. Leave everything to God and the truth will be revealed later. Patient Ma'am yes,”.

“Iya, insya Allah.”

After being satisfied talking on the phone, they ended their call. Seen Adita sighed heavily, she knew if this was the work of her ex-husband.

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“Who contacted you, dear?” ask Fahry who just entered the room.

“Mbak Adita,” says while putting his phone on the table.

“Oh, tumblr. What's up?” fahry asked to look at his son who was awakening, then carried him.

Icha sighed, then told her husband about the problems experienced by Adita, even slandered by her ex-husband and told her bad things about her to Arif her future husband.

“We help Mbak Adita. Poor, just about to start life, must be in the brink of a problem of this magnitude.”

“Iya, Mas. I'll say this to Brother, let Brother tell Mr. Arif. They will be good friends,” said Icha.

“Iya, that's a great idea. Wait what else? Quickly contact Brother now, do not delay the good thing.”

“Iya,” sahut.

Immediately Icha contacted Dika and told him about the problem between Adita and Arif.

Dika who heard it did not run out of thought, Aditya could do that to Adita.

“I'll take care of it tomorrow, you take it easy,” Dika told his sister.

“Iya, Brother. Then Icha hang up the phone first. Assalamualaikum,” details.

“Waalaikumsalam,” sahut Dika from inside the phone.

Click!

Their call is over.

Geck! Geck!

A knock on the door, Icha immediately stepped up and opened the door.

He was astonished to see his older sister Anggun, he approached his sister in shining clothes and long hijab.

“Why is that his face? Ugly huh?” tanya Anggun looked at the expression of Icha who was looking at her with her mouth slightly open.

“Hahs. No, sister, Kaka is very pretty. Masha Allah, angel from where is this?” the poet immediately hugged his brother.

“What the hell is a deck? Ordinary deck,” he chuckles at his happy sister and replies to Icha's embrace.

“Already. I'm not here to meet you, but I want to meet my hero,” he said gently releasing a hug on his sister.

Gracefully entering the room, he saw Azam lying on the bed with his eyes wide open.

“Azam. Wake up, tonight we stay up again?” he lifted Azam's body.

Azam who saw him just laughed, as if he was being talked to.

“Sister take a minute to the room?”

“Iya Kak,” sahut Icha.

Anggun immediately brought his sister's son to his room, almost every night Anggun took Azam to his room because Azam always woke up at night.

“Who Dear?” asked Fahry who just came out of the bathroom.

“Kak Graceful.”

“Oh,” says Fahry nodded.

“Kak Anggun has changed. Now Anggun brother has been wearing hijab,” he said to Fahry who was sitting open his laptop.

“Alhamdulillah,” said Fahry smiled at his wife.

“Hopefully Brother Anggun won custody of his daughter Mas.”

“Aamiin ... Brother is also trying to help Anggun to win custody of Naura,” said Fahry softly.

“Iya, Mas.”

“Now, you rest. A full day has taken care of Azam, must be very tired.”

Icha nodded, she immediately went up to the bed to rest her body.

Meanwhile, Fahry was doing his office work. Because he was asked by Dika to take care of the business given by his late father, while Dika focused on the business of Mr. Candra.