
"So, when do we go there, Mas?"
After Arafka said that they would visit Meidina Shafa's parents in Jember, the woman could not hide her happiness. He enthusiastically asked, because he wanted to meet his mother's father there soon.
"Ning, when do you want it?"
"Sami'na waatho'na, Mas" said Meidina. The Arabic word if translated more or less means so. "I heard and I obeyed (on the decision) Mas."
"Alhamdulillah." Rafka turned to the lady in awe who was sitting next to him while reviewing a smile. "Thank you, Ning, for your willingness to always obey. But, you also have to keep saying what you want, what you want. You have to keep saying, because I'm sure I wouldn't fully know, without you telling me. If in the end you still choose to obey me, God willing I will not choose a path based only on selfishness."
"Alhamdulillah, Mother. But here I just want to put forward the opinion of jennengan only, above all," Meidina welcomed.
"Maybe in just a few ways, Ning. But not in all things. Because I think a wife is not merely a second person, but she is a person who has a level of importance in the so-called household. So the wife has the right to speak."
Meidina nodded with a smile. His heart felt cool, his mind felt peaceful. In his heart, and for a long time also he craved a husband who has a perspective like what Arafka just set out.
That the husband is a leader to obey. And the wife, not only as a mother, but she also has an important war of her own, which should not be numbered two
Now, what he dreamed of was realized, the Gift of God given to him by becoming the mother of Arafka, a complete package that cannot be refuted. "Sakalangkong, Mas" he said with a voice almost choked. His pair of eyes were misty, due to the tizzy feeling of haru.
"How about leaving today, I would like to see my father and mother and my brother soon."
"Yes, after the ashar prayer yes. At least, you should rest at home, before we go to Jember," Arafka broke up. Directly accepted by Meidina Shafa.
The car they were riding in was about to arrive at the main gate of central Alhasyimi, when Arafka suddenly stepped on the brakes.
"Astaghfirloh," cried Meidina restrained, as her quite hard body was shaken.
"W-What's up, Mas?" meidina asked frantically at the handsome man beside her.
Arafka did not answer, his pair of eyes even tightly clenched, it was also clear that he was holding his breath. Repeated events, when he was still alone, are happening again now.
"Mas, is Jenengan okay?" Meidina gently touched the back of her husband's hand that was still resting on the wheel.
"Astaghfirlohh." The man gasped and just realized. The first thing he was worried about was the condition of his wife. "Ning, aren't you papa?" Arafka immediately grasped his wife's hand.
"No papa, Mas. What happened ..." Meidina no longer continued her words, as her net caught the silhouette of the woman standing within a meter in front of their car.
"Feral?!"
"Yes, he suddenly stopped our car" Arafka said.
This act of Farah repeats what Masayu had done before, who was fond of crashing themselves at the speed of the Arafka motorbike. And now, Farah followed in his footsteps.
"Maybe it needs to be the same, Jenengan, Mas."
"It can be."
"Well, Jenne by meeting him, Mas."
"No papa I'm out, Ning?" Rafka was still asking. Meidina had already enlightened him.
"No papa, Mas. Please!"
Arafka gave a small nod, and then got out of the car.
"Mas Rafka's. Nuwun sewu's." Farah put her hands together in front of her chest, while bowing her shoulders in front of Arafka who was now standing not far in front of her. "I'm sorry, I've disrupted the jennengan journey" he said again with a trembling voice. And now Arafka could see clearly, Farah's pale face, and from her puffy pair of eyes, flowing a clear point that kept rolling.
But Arafka only saw that for a moment. Because the handsome young man immediately let go of his gaze in another direction.
"What's up, Farah?"
"Sa-I, just wanted to say something, Mas. Please grant."
"Tell me!"
"Sa-me .. I ..." Farah seemed confused to choose the word to be spoken. He was even seen breathing repeatedly, as if he was still gathering strength to be able to convey. "Ma'af, Mr. Rafka. I just beg the sincerity of the invitation, to .. for the taste that I crave. Sa-me ..."
"Sorry, Farah." Arafka immediately slashed Farah's stammering speech. Because he can already feel which way the end of the conversation the girl in front of him.
"This doesn't seem like a conversation I should have heard."
"I beg you, Mas Rafka. I don't have any intentions, I just .. by God, please listen to me first" Farah asked with a wet back eye.
All that did not escape the gaze of Farah, who could immediately conclude, that Arafka was very loving and respectful to his wife.
"Asnalama, Farah. How are you?" Meidina Shafa who greeted first, with friendly language, and commented on the beautiful smile.
"Wa-waalaikumsalam, Ning.
I'm-I'm good." Farah was nervous when she answered him. Because he did not expect that Meidina Shafa would be this friendly to him.
"Farah, now you can tell me what your interests are, because my wife is here too" Arafka said.
Farah simply nodded, but no words were immediately spoken from her.
"Or, let's find a seat first, let Farah be more relaxed when talking" Meidina suggested.
"No need, Ning," Farah refused quickly. "I ... don't, Ning, e Mas Rafka, I don't want to talk. I-I'm sorry, it's interrupting the time. E Sa-I'm sorry." After finishing her stammered sentence, Farah immediately turned around as her body was about to pass. However, Meidina held the girl's hand.
"Farah," he said softly, making Farah immediately turn to look at him.
"Tell me what you want to say. I know, the thing you want to say is a burden on your heart. Maybe by conveying it, the burden will be reduced," said Meidina softly.
Farah immediately looked down, in an instant there was a clear point that rolled back on her face.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Rafka. Maybe you want to talk to her more privately. But, he asked me to accompany him, the first reason is because it is not uncommon for you to just talk alone. And secondly, because he appreciates my feelings as his wife." Meidina again conveyed her soft words that made Farah so much unable to look up.
"I get it, Ning Adin." Farah's heart will be the tenderness and hospitality of Meidina. It is appropriate, if the ayu girl is chosen by the nanny kyai to accompany her youngest son. And what is Farah, compared to Meidina Shafa.
"Thank God. Now convey. May we be the right people to listen to your unrest."
"I .. I can't forget my love for Mas Rafka. Even though I tried hard. Even though I know who I am. Even though I am fasting to be able to forget that. But .. but I still can't." Farah spoke quickly, though her breathing was breathless. Because he hardly gives a pause to the series of sentences. And at the end of his speech, he took a deep breath, like he was relieved to finally be able to convey what had been a burden that had been buried.
Arafka was silent
Meidina Shafa was silent as well. Either the woman was silent because she was surprised by Farah's honesty, or because she gave time to the girl in front of her to finish her speech.
"Please me, Ning Adin. Help me, "pinta Farah with tears in her eyes.
"Help me how, Farah?" meidina asked softly, even though her heart was rumbling. What help can a wife give to another woman who loves her husband. Whether the help is a willingness to share. No. gabe. Meidina would obviously reject this.
Suddenly, Rafka grabbed Meidina's hand and held her gently. The man seemed to understand what had crossed the mind of the wife. And he deliberately did so, to show that with Meidina alone, Arafka wanted to wade through life in the world to the ukhrowi.
"Help me that I can forget that feeling." Farah's down. And Meidina knew that actually the girl was feeling heavy. It is hard to forget his love for Arafka.
"Related, want to forget?"
ask Meidina.
"Yes, Ning." Farah nodded for sure. Even he looked up at the ayu woman in front of him for an instant, to show that he really wanted to forget. Although there is also a desire in him, to be with a loved man. But he knew it was no longer possible. And it's so hard to keep the taste in someone who's already unobtainable.
Ah Love.
Why do you have a tendency toward something you can't have.
And Meidina Shafa, Arafka's wife who is ayu as if made aware, that there is no perfect figure in this world. She had just ordained in her heart that her husband was the complete package as husband. Handsome, well-established, tycoon, son of Kyai. His outlook and mindset are quite Quranic. It turns out that behind it there are enough things to make Meidina less like and it should make her wary.
Arafka likes it a lot.
Arafka adored a lot.
Arafka wants it a lot.
Maybe this time only one Farah person, someday, could be another Farah-Farah coming again.
How does Meidina respond?
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