Because LOVE Exists
# Apologize
Bia arrived at the house at two in the afternoon.Because today there are no in-laws so,the house feels lonely because there are usually only Abah Kyai guests who come or Umi who sometimes receive the mothers of residents around the boarding school to teach.
"Ning Bia, do you want Wati ready for food now?"tanya Wati Kodam Bia at the cottage.
"No need to mbak Wati, I have eaten.I want to rest, then please wake me up in an hour ."message Bia.
"Well ning, if no one is helped anymore I want to go to the cottage first."pamit Wati.
"Just go mba, not papa." said Bia.
After seeing Wati leave, Bia went into the room and went up to her bed and closed her eyes.
Harraz who hurried home from his office went straight into the house and to his room.He had seen his wife's car was parked in the garage, he was,that means Bia has come home.At this time his mission to get sorry from his wife was.
Harraz also only knew if it was true that Bia looked indifferent and childish if it was upset or angry very difficult to be reconciled.Message from his father-in-law was again ringing in Harraz's mind.
Harraz went into his room.Seeing Bia who was sleeping there made himself lie down next to his wife.
A pretty face without makeup always makes Harraz smile."Sorry Aa well, don't be angry anymore.Aa can't see you're angry." said Harraz shrewdly by peeping his wife's forehead.
Fortunately Bia who looked completely unperturbed by Harraz's actions just now.
Kumandang Ashar adzan was heard.Wati who got the trust had repeatedly tried to knock on the door of the Ning room but, there was no response whatsoever.
"Wati, koen neng ngopo back and forth ngarep kamare Gus Arraz?" tanya Umay who came up from the kitchen.
(Dead, you were doing back and forth in front of Gus Arraz's room).
"Astaghfirullahal'adzim Gus Umay ngagetin wae to, Wati just want to wake up Ning Bia Gus, so it was Ning Bia who was dhawuh to ask to wake up" explained Wati.
"Yes already, you can continue working.Let me who woke up Ning Bia with Gus Arraz." Umay told Wati
"OK, Wati back then if that's Gus." said Wati while keeping his eyes off Umay.
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While in the room,Bia who heard the noise finally opened her eyes slowly and how shocked when she opened her eyes the first thing Bia saw was the figure of her husband who slept so close to her his breath was also felt on Bia's face.
Bia saw the burly hands of Harraz who was holding her tightly.Makes her chest rumble.Bia tried to release her husband's embrace but she was surprised by her husband's voice.
"Beautiful for a moment, I still want this." said Harraz in a hoarse voice.
"Can't Aa don't be like this, It's not want if I'm angry again with Aa.Ngeselin know not anyway, can release his hands ." said Bia with a cold look.
Harraz whose eyes could only gulp, was so angry when Harraz kicked Bia and Nayla out of the classroom.
With Harraz forced to let go of his embrace, Bia quickly got out of bed and walked to the bathroom to clean up.
Brakkk..
The door that Bia tightly closed left Harraz shocked by his angry wife's behavior.
"Astaghfirullahal'adzim, dek so angry you are the same Aa." murmured Harraz by stroking his chest which was shocked by the behavior of his wife's bar-bar.
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Until the magrib arrives Bia still silences her husband, although Harraz has apologized, however, Bia is still reluctant to forgive her husband.
"Why is Ukhti's brother just aja, marahan again?" umay asked Harraz in a whispering position.
Hearing her brother's question Harraz gazed horror at Umay.
"OK,oke.keep deh." said Umay with a motion to lock his mouth.
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"Sir, what are you again ?" harraz asked when he was in their room after dinner.
"Again make a summary of lecturer killer subject matter." said Bia without looking at her husband.
"Sorry, I just want to be in class, everyone is focused" Harraz said
Prerack...
Bia put down her pen with a little slamming on it then looked at her husband with a sharp eye.
"Do you know what's wrong A'a?" bia asked with a cynical look at her husband
"What Aa did was not good.Should Aa ask first and even find out first what made me the same Nayla was still chatting when Aa came.Now Aa inget when Bia same Nayla chatted,there hasn't even started the material yet, at least Aa is more sensitive to students Aa.Aa's behavior for me to know no, Aa knows I'm the same Nayla still chatting it also has a reason .Nayla was complaining because Nayla had a stomachache and I gave her medicine." said Bia with her face in the bend.
"Yes sorry yaaa.., tomorrow Aa will not be so fierce anymore" said Harraz by kneeling before Bia.
Dor dor..
The sound of banging on the door of Harraz's room makes Bia and Harraz look at each other for a moment.Then Harraz quickly opened the door and it turns out Umay who looks bored.
"What's Adek Bro doing, ngos-ngosan that?" asked Harraz looking at his cousin's astonishment.
"Sorry Aa bro,si Badil.His cousin Ning Laila made a fuss." said Umay with an anxious face.
However, Badil is famous for a group of thugs who do not hesitate to kill the lives of others.
"What's A, ?" bia asked who appeared behind Boundaries who had worn his niqab.
"It's okay, you stay in the room no matter what happens don't ever come out" Harraz said of his wife's safety.
"What the hell is it, you answer me?!!" press Bia with a voice that can not be said slowly again.
"This may be the result of Aa's rejection of Laila's proposal, her cousin like not accepting that Laila was rejected." Harraz explained
"So he wants to do it, want Aa maksa Marikahin Laila, aja aja.ngak will not I am justin.She must fight me if you want to same Aa ."bia said annoyed to hear the nature of Laila who has a trait that is very rarely seen from a Ning.
" Dear, until anytime Aa will not marry Laila." said Harraz by giving understanding to his wife.
"Adek Bro, secure all the santri as well as the gate shut, we meet Badil." said Harraz with a face that looks very holding back his anger.
Bia could not possibly stay still, he looked out the window and there were about twenty people who were brought by the thug.
He also typed a message into one of the numbers.
Seriate