Destiny Najwa
Prologues
Najwa Almahira is a 25-year-old woman, orphaned by her current status as a wife. Najwa had lived a kara at the age of 14 years. At a young age, Najwa must be able to find work to continue his life. Some of the work he had experienced from selling asongan, scavengers, and busking. Until his life was met with the figure of Mira's mother who sold good chicken noodles and would accommodate it. Najwa helped Mira's mother trade until she was 18. During those 4 years, the bitter life of living in people's homes had been his experience. Mira's mother's son, Rose, dislikes her presence because she thinks Mira's mother's love for her has been taken by Najwa. In the end, Najwa chose to leave and stay away from Mira's mother's family.
Long story short at the age of 23 years Najwa met with a charismatic male figure. He is
Rehan Alfariq was 27 years old at that time, a successful businessman in one of the companies in the construction field. The beginning of the meeting with Najwa was so impressed that the two loved each other and decided to get married.
Both look very harmonious in living their home life.
Although many temptations and insults from many people do not make their relationship tenuous. The same strengthens and encourages each other.
The days have passed, until time continues to crawl forward. It is not as if her second marriage has reached its third year. But there is a sense of shackling between the two, namely the presence of a child who is able to decorate the quiet of his home, which is able to provide new life and of course become a complete family. But unfortunately it can not be felt for this married couple.
That day the sun was very hot to shine on the earth. Someone was struggling with his cooking equipment. It was Najwa who was cooking for her husband's lunch. It was Rehan's custom to have lunch at home with his wife or take Najwa out to lunch.
"Alhamdulilah done deh, mas Rehan would have liked," murmured while smiling to prepare food on the dining table.
Shortly thereafter...
Ting tong ting keg
"It must have been Rehan," Najwa ran to open the door.
Chequek...
"Assalammualaikum darling."
"Waalaikumsalam mas" Najwa grabbed Rehan's hand and kissed him. Rehan brought himself closer and kissed his wife. It has become a habit for both, it does not feel bad if forgotten he he he.
"Eat yuk mas ! Najwa is already my favorite mas loh," she said holding her husband's hand to the dining table.
"Well, it just so happens that you're so hungry, dear..."
"Yes mas. Come sit down !" Najwa pulls out a chair for her husband.
As usual Najwa will serve her husband by taking rice and side dishes to Rehan's dinner plate. Rehan was so grateful to have a wife who was so considerate of him. It made Rehan love his wife so much. At the moment he does not care if other people say bad things to his family, which he knows only love and love each other under any circumstances.
"Thank you dear" Rehan said.
"Sama-sama mas," she replied with a smile.
Najwa also sat in the chair beside her husband, enjoying his food with his loved ones.
After the meal was over, Rehan invited his wife to watch television and chat for a while before he returned to the office.
"Darling, there's something you want to talk about !" Rehan looked at his wife.
"Speak what mas ?" Ask Najwa who is no less serious. Now the two look at each other.
"Mas is going to Surabaya to handle a problematic project there."
"How long is it ?" Ask Najwa.
"Only 1 week baby, you will live in your mother's house how ? I'm worried that you're home alone" he explained.
"Mas don't worry, Najwa will nginep really once in the house of mama. But if we have to stay there until we go home, our house is empty. We don't have a maid or a mas guard" Najwa said, making Rehan nod.
"Yes, yes, too. How good are you, dear" Rehan stroked the head of his hijab-wrapped wife.
"When do you leave ?" Ask Najwa who is still in her husband's arms.
"Tomorrow morning dear, and today I want to settle our cooperation for a week's worth of gold," he said, smiling pervertedly.
"What the hell, I've been to the office again !"
Najwa said wrongly.
"We married 3 years, baby, still shy he he he."
"And during that time we have not been blessed with a child. Pardon Najwa who has not been able to give a child," replied Najwa bowed softly.
"But, what about your family, will they still accept if their child is 3 years married but his wife is not yet pregnant ? I'm afraid Mas hiks the torch" Najwa cried in Rehan's arms.
"Mama and papa must know, baby. We can't fight fate either, it's important never to break his efforts and prayers" Rehan calmed his crying wife.
"Rest yes ! I'm going back to the office in a minute to mitting."
"Yes, be careful !"
"Yes dear. Prepare yourself for the night" Rehan said with a smile.
"Why did I..?" Najwa asked confusedly.
"Mas will keep you from sleeping until morning" He whispered to his wife.
"Ihhh, you're a pervert," he said
she pushed her husband's body.
"Ha ha ha..sama his own wife is halal, dear."
"Udah ah there go ! Later loh mas mittingnya," said Najwa.
"Yes yes, I am leaving. Assalamualaikum."
"Waalaikumsalam Mas," Najwa kisses her husband's hand. Likewise, Rehan always kissed his wife's forehead when he was about to travel.
After Rehan's departure, Najwa chose to sweep the front yard of his house.
Until there are some neighbors who greet him kindly and there are also those who always insult him.
"Eh mothers, soon my daughter-in-law will give birth right loh...!" Said one of the neighbors passing by with several other neighbors.
"What is true ? Congratulations jeng, finally want to be a grandmother too," he replied another.
"My daughters-in-law's mothers are certainly not barren. Uh there's Najwa ma'am, nyapu again huh mbak ?" His words are stale.
"Yes Buk....." Answer Najwa kindly.
"Mbak Najwa when is she pregnant ? My son is just 1 year married already want to have children you mbak," Cecar the mother.
"Please pray Buk, may soon follow" replied Najwa accompanied by a smile.
"Be careful, Najwa, today if we are not short of the love of a hereditary husband, her husband can be bullied by another woman" she said again.
"It's just mbak."
"Yes, really" said the neighbors.
Degs...
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