Assalamualaikum Ukhti
Chapter 64

It was already approaching magrib, but her husband had not yet arrived home.

Ting!

The voice of the incoming message from his phone.

Icha rounded her eyes, looking at the message she opened. Shows some pictures of her husband and Cindy. Seeing them like they were holding hands, there was even a picture of Cindy smiling happily giving a bottle of mineral water.

Icha sighed, neutralizing her thoughts.

Icha closed the door of his house, because Adzan magrib had heard.

“I'm sure, there are people who hate Mas Fahry and want to separate us.”

He saw an unfamiliar number that sent the photo.

Because it is finished coming the moon, Icha take ablution water to perform magrib prayers.

At the solemn prayer, the sound of her husband's motor came. Then a voice opened the door of his house.

“Assalamualaikum, Ukhti.”

Fahry saw the door of the room that opened, Icha was still solemn with his prayers.

“Oh, it turns out my wife has prayed,” murmured.

He put his little bag on the chair, then went into another bathroom. Because he did not want to pass his wife who was praying to enter the bathroom they were in the room.

“Home home?” tanya Icha just finished with her prayer.

Fahry nodded.

They took turns to perform prayers.

Finished praying, Fahry looked around the room not to find his wife. Make sure his wife is cooking in the kitchen. Because of the smell of food, to their rooms.

Fahry followed his wife into the kitchen, hugging her from behind.

“Sorry, I'm late to go home.”

Put his chin on his wife's shoulder.

“Most certainly a lot of work yes,” Icha.

“Iya. Today I delivered a lot of books, because yesterday did not enter work.”

The deg!

She needs her husband's honesty right now.

“Then?” said Icha still waiting for the honesty of her husband.

“Ya keeps coming home,” legitimately let go of her embrace.

Take an empty glass, to hold drinking water. Because his throat was dry.

“Did Mas meet someone when he came home earlier, Mas?” tanya Icha is still stirring the cooked vegetables.

Fahry glanced at his wife, before answering his wife's question, Fahry sat in a chair and drank water first.

“Iya, I just wanted to tell you. Know where?” fahry looked at his wife's back.

“Wah , means my guess is correct Mas.”

Fahry felt something was wrong with his wife.

“I accidentally met Cindy, I helped her fix her car engine. Because it broke down, it was just that there was nothing else,” Fahry explained.

“Where did Darling know it?” ask Fahry.

“We eat first,” invite Icha.

Icha prepares all the meals and puts them on the table, they eat without talking.

After finishing the meal, Fahry helped his wife clean up their former meal.

Having heard the voice of Adhan Isya, they prayed together.

Icha draped her face, put it in its place. Similarly, Fahry, because a little tired Fahry lay his body on the bed.

Fahry watched his wife who was seriously staring at the screen of her phone.

“What do you see? Seriously,” said Fahry approached his wife.

“Mas, someone sent this to me,” Icha said showing a photo of herself and Cindy.

Fahry rounded his eyes.

“Astagfirullah .. dear, who sent this photo?” fahry asked a little surprised.

The guess is correct, if anyone is monitoring it.

“Entahlah Mas's. While waiting for you back home, someone sent this photo.”

Fahry took his wife's phone and tried to dial the number.

However, the number is inactive.

“Sayang. By Allah, I have never come into contact with a woman other than you, let alone hold hands. No idea who? Who repeatedly slandered me,” said Fahry explained to his wife, so as not to misunderstand.

“I believe Mas. We will face this together, I am confident in the power of our love.”

“Thank you dear. I'm sorry, if these last few always make you anxious. Really, I'm out there really working.”

“Iya Mas's. I should have apologized, doubted you. But now I'm sure. If, my husband is an honest man.”

Icha put her phone on the nightstand, then went back to her husband.

“Now I'm done. Doesn't Mas want to touch me?” whispered Icha in her husband's ear.

Whether I got courage from where, Icha said like that. At the moment, he doesn't want any women trying to get into their lives.

“How are you different, baby?”

“Beda why?” tanya Icha frowned confusedly.

“Ya is so different now. But I like,” said Fahry pulled his wife.

Icha smiling knot.

Actually Icha is embarrassed to say that, but for the sake of the integrity of the household. She must serve her husband with birth and inner.

Without waiting any longer, Fahry did not want to waste the opportunity. It had been a week more he fasted, this time he wanted to finish everything.

Fahry pulled out a blanket and covered their innocent body and ruffled his wife's body inside.

Icha instantly fell asleep as a result of their night sport, but not Fahry.

He got out of his sleep, before leaving the room he covered his wife's body with a blanket.

The cup!

Leaving a kiss on his wife's smooth cheek, then stepping out of the room.

He hit his best friend Ifan's number.

Tut! Tut!

Connected calls.

“Assalamualaikum Fan's. Already asleep?” fahry asked to hear the voice of Ifan.

“Waalaikumsalam, already. What's up, Fahry? Tumben really contacted me this late.”

Ifan frowned in wonder.

“Why?” ask Ifan.

Fahry told his best friend, who they experienced the last few days. Someone had the heart to slander him by editing a photo of him and sending it to his wife Icha.

“Astaghfirullahalazim .. Who would do that to you?” Ifan was astonished too.

Fahry was a good boy. Before marrying Icha, Ifan never took any woman.

“I'm just afraid Icha's trust wavers on me. Maybe it's still safe and trust me, but I don't know tomorrow.”

“Pray only on the giver. Indeed Allah has the power of all things. This is your marriage test,” said Ifan.

“Do you suspect someone?” ask Ifan.

“Iya. But, I don't want to think negatively.”

“Who?” ask Ifan curious.

Fahry begins to recount when his father-in-law comes to their house without sin he insults Fahry and asks Icha to leave him.

Ifan shook his head slowly, so could not bear to hear it.

And yesterday, he was driving home, after helping Cindy fix the engine of his car that couldn't start.

Unintentionally, he saw his car parked on the shoulder of the road quite far from Cindy's car. He saw it from the rearview mirror of his motorbike, he continued to ride his motorcycle without suspicion.

“Astaghfirullah ... Fahry's. If you're right, it's really mean your father-in-law. But, I can't do anything about it, because this is your household I don't want to interfere. But I always support you from behind,” Ifan said encouragingly.

“Iya. Thank you, ifan, for supporting me all this time. Sorry I woke you up.”

“No need to apologize. We've been like brothers, whatever your decision, it's the best for you.”

“Thank you for listening to me.”

“Iya, equally.”

Actually, Fahry was a little hesitant to tell his personal problems to Ifan. However, he and Ifan had been together for a long time and were like brother and sister.

Without Fahry noticing, if Icha wakes up and hears all the conversations between her husband and her best friend Ifan.

As he turned his body about to return to the room, he was surprised to see his wife standing in the doorway of the room.

“Honey, why wake up?” fahry approached his wife.

“I'm looking for you Mas,” Icha said with her voice.

“Did he hear everything?” fahry asked inwardly as he stepped closer to his wife.

“Come, sleep again.”

Pull Icha's hand back to bed.

“A long time ago woke up?” fahry asked, hoping that Icha would not hear what he and Ifan were talking about.

Icha shook her head.

“Newly,” sahut Icha.

Seen Fahry sighs in relief.

“Now let's go to sleep again,” said Fahry pulling a blanket over their bodies and pulling his wife in his arms.

“Mas,” call Icha.

“Hm ..” deham Fahry reopens his eyelids.

“What's the matter dear?” fahry asked to see his wife awake.

“Sorry I lied to you,” said Icha felt guilty for lying.

“What lie? If he lies so much, I will punish you. But, scrumptious punishment,” goda Fahry.

Icha smiled hearing her husband flirting with her.

“I lied. Sorry, I overheard your conversation. My law Mas,” said Icha with a sad gaze.

Again, his father who became a problem in his household.

Fahry sighed, as he expected Icha must have heard everything.

“No need to apologize, Honey. I'm the one who should apologize, for covering this.”

Silent moment.

“Mas, I want to go to Papa's office tomorrow.”

“Why? Don't look for fuss, let Papa do what he wants to do.”

“But Mas. This is already too much!”

“Sstt .. Let me meet Papa tomorrow. You stay at home,” said Fahry.

“Mas want to talk to Papa?”

“You don't need to know, this is a man's business.”

“But, what if Papa does something bad to you?”

“Do not think badly. Pray for your husband that everything will be fine,” Fahry said.

Icha nodded.

“Papa does this there must be a reason, all parents would want the best for their child.”

“But, Papa is different Mas.”

“Iya, I know. Right now, we can only pray, hopefully one day Papa will change. Verily, only Allah can turn back the hearts of men.”

“Iya Mas.”

“Now we sleep, it's late at night. Do you want to repeat that again?” fahry asked to switch the conversation so that his wife was not too tense.

“If Mas want it, I won't refuse.”

Icha smiled shyly.

“I'm just kidding baby, I don't want you to be too cape.”

Pulling his wife back in his arms.

Icha buried her face in the chest of her husband's field and her fingers played on the chest, slowly piercing her husband's chest using her index finger.

Fahry pulls Icha's hand, because the finger makes him excited.

“Don't lure me! If you don't want to sleep well tonight,” threatens Fahry.

“Try it if you dare!” Icha even challenged her husband.

“You challenged me?”

“Iya,” say Icha out loud.

Fahry pulled the nape of his wife's neck, and buried his lips on his.

His melu*atnya until Icha difficulty breathing, saw his wife sting then he let go.

“Do not blame me, if you want to ask for more,” whispered Fahry in the ear of his wife.

Fahry took off all his clothes and his wife. He took his wife back to work in their thick blanket.