Destiny Najwa
Change of attitude

Najwa fell silent after hearing what Riki said. To be honest, her heart felt very tight to hear that her husband was having lunch with another woman.

"Would you wait in the mom ?" Tawar Riki's.

"Eh, no need Ki, I just go home," replied Najwa trying to smile.

"Good ma'am, let me drop off !" Riki and Najwa nodded.

Arriving at home, Najwa put back the food she had prepared for her husband.

Najwa opened the box and put it in his mouth.

Tests

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Tests

The water just flowed from his eyes. The heart and love that he had been building with his husband, now seemed to fade slowly from his grasp.

"I understand why you're like Mas Re, but don't you remember every day our togetherness, our habits ?" Najwa murmured softly on the sidelines of his sobs and cries.

In the afternoon, Najwa waited for her husband to come home while preparing the food he had finished cooking.

"May Mas Re like it," he said excitedly.

Sure enough, not long from that the sound of the house bell rang.

"Assalammual."

"Waalaikumsalam Mas." As usual, Najwa welcomed her husband's return with love. She took over Rehan's bag and grabbed her husband's hand.

"Would you eat or take a shower ?"

"Can it be okay, if the husband comes home from work it does not need to be asked a question ?"

Degs....

Najwa's heart aches, hurts and feels tight. For 3 years Rehan had never behaved like this to her. Unlike usual, the slightest question from Najwa he always answered with a sweet smile.

"Mas Re why ? Kan Najwa is just nanya Mas. That's the answer,"

"That's it, I'm tired !" Rehan left his wife who was still silent.

"Why is Mas Rehan being cold like that huh ? What's the problem at the office ?" Najwa was trying to think positively.

After struggling with the question in her heart, Najwa followed her husband into her room.

A surprising thing happened after Najwa entered the room.

Her husband was seen calling someone in his room while laughing happily.

"Who's Mas Rehan on the phone ? Why does it look so happy ?" Ask Najwa in my heart.

Najwa is still thinking positively about her husband. She did not bother who her husband was talking to on the phone.

Najwa put her husband's briefcase on the table and passed her to the bathroom.

30 Minutes passed, and now it's been

1 Hour Rehan was still faithfully chatting with someone.

So curious, Najwa tried to catch up with her husband on the balcony of their room.

"Mas, whose phone is it ?"

"Udah first yes, then connect again. By..." Rehan ended his phone call.

"Nobody, just a friend of the office," Rehan answered and went into his room.

Najwa grew increasingly curious as to who her husband was talking to.

"What was the woman who had lunch with Mas Rehan ?" Guess Najwa.

Najwa went into his room, heard water splashing from the bathroom that someone was there.

"Mas Rehan took a shower, did I check his phone ?"

Curiosity mixed with fear of becoming one in the mind of a Najwa.

Until she decided to see the name of the last contact her husband made a phone call.

Just now he wants to touch that phone, all of a sudden...

Trings...

Her eyes were perfectly rounded, a heart that she kept only for her husband seemed useless after she read the contents of the message.

She scrolls through the contents of the replying message between her husband and Karina, the name of which is clearly written on the message.

Carina..

Okay, if you force. Pick me up tomorrow at 7 !

"M-mas ? He even called my husband Mas. Oh my God, what is this ? Why did I suddenly feel bad," Najwa muttered as she put her husband's phone back on.

"What are you there for ?" Rehan's question suddenly shocked Najwa.

"Astagfirullah, I'm sorry I just wanted to take the charger. Let Najwa dry his hair !"

Rehan said he bowed his body and gave the towel to Najwa.

Najwa felt very happy being able to be sweet with her husband.

"Mas can Najwa ask ?"

"Ask what ?"

"Last noon why didn't you come home to eat ?"

...The deg........

Rehan distanced his body from his wife. He looked into his wife's eyes. Rehan had no idea that Najwa had delivered him to the office this afternoon.

Even Najwa had warned Riki not to tell her husband that she was coming to the office.

"Oh that, there's mitting with the client, so all lunch together," Lies Rehan.

Najwa's heart ached, and her husband did not speak truthfully of what he had done.

' *Why are you lying, I even know where you were and with whom. I just want you to answer honestly to convince my heart that you love me. I don't care if you're friends and hanging out with anyone while still keeping your boundaries as a husband. What household that we have built for 3 years will collapse just like that Mas, do you not want to support me because of my sterility* ?' Najwa murmured in his heart.

"Sleep yuk, it's already malem !" Take Rehan.

Najwa nodded, laying down her body beside her husband.

1 Hour passed, Rehan was already sound asleep with his dream. While Najwa was still loyal to her thoughts, her husband's changed attitude made Najwa more curious about Karina.

He took Rehan's phone and read back their messages. And that last call, right as expected. Karina's name is clearly on the top of the list.

"Why should you hide from me Mas Re ? Did the love you showed me slowly start to fade away with Karina ? Today your attitude towards me is different Mas, you are not Rehan my old husband, who always treated me with spoiled and love. Has your attitude changed also because of my sterility ?"

Tests

Tests...

Najwa returned to shed her tears in silence.

In the darkness of the night, no one knew that his heart was fragile, his heart was wounded, and his backrest began to drift away.

What fate do you play God for ?

Why should I feel the cruelty of life ?

Until when will waiting for Destiny change the life of a Najwa with a happy reed ?

This fragile heart, will bring disaster in his life which is increasingly collapsing love.

Even the backrest of encouragement for him, began to be indifferent and slowly moved away.

This is my fate, God....

Strengthen my faith and my fear in dealing with it.

The night note I made with the cut that began to open my heart cavity, while it was doused in a fire filled with hot embers.

La illa hailla anta subhanaka inni minalzhalimin

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