Don't Blame Me for Taking Your Wife
chapter 45

"Mr Roxy, your schedule tomorrow is looser. After the signing of the cooperation with the contractor. You can already spend time with Uwais and Miss Ayla." Said one secretary Roxy who participated. Indeed Veloz senggaja Roxy left to take care of the headquarters. While he was on a business trip with his secretary.

Roxy, who had returned tired all night, dropped her weight on the living room sofa. For a moment his eyes closed to rest.

In the midst of the silence that night, I sayup Roxy heard again the same singing voice as before. Roxy smiled with her eyes still closed. Ayla's beautiful face without her headscarf danced in her eyes. More clear and real.

Roxy opened her eyes sectically, upon hearing another more cedal voice. That's uwais. Roxy put a smile on her face.

The bule man slowly got up and walked quickly to the room that Ayla and Uwais occupied. The door of the room was slightly open even though it was only a line of slits.

With a thumping chest Roxy pushed the door. In her shadow, see once again Ayla's face without her hijab.

The door is half wide open. Ayla and Uwais stared at the door.

There is a sense of disappointment because Ayla is now fully covered in brown batik mukena. However, it still does not reduce Ayla's beauty.

Uwais, who was sitting on Ayla's lap reading a book, widened his smile to see the Daddy who had not met for two days.

"Daddy!" Exclaims jolly.

Roxy reviewed her smile. Swing your feet to enter. But the three-year-old boy's screaming voice stopped his steps.

"Daddy! Shoes off! Shoes off! Holy limit, dad."

Roxy stared in confusion, in memory of the incident as she accompanied Supri to the Jamal mosque. The scriptures and the number of shoes are also slippers that are chasing in front of the stairs.

Roxy looked down, Ayla and Uwais' sandals were right in front of the door. The man smiled slightly then looked at the pair of mother and child. Roxy quickly took off her shoes and placed them next to Ayla's sandals.

Inwardly, Roxy prayed; "maybe it will not be only our sandals and shoes that are side by side."

Then Roxy stepped closer and sat on the left side of the prayer mat Ayla looked at the beautiful woman who lowered her gaze.

Uwais moves from Ayla's lap to Roxy's. Looking up at his Daddy as if asking permission to sit there.

"Singing again, I want to hear."

Ayla looked at Roxy with her eyebrows knitted.

"Well, whatever it is, I just want to hear..." Roxy pointed at the booklet in Ayla's hand.

"I'm done." Ayla softly closed her Qur'an and kissed the cover solemnly.

"All right."

Despite the slight disappointment, Roxy still smiled and teased Uwais.

"Why haven't you slept yet, boy?"

"Wait, Daddy!"

"Oohh huh??"

The two men chatted, while Ayla stood tidying up her prayer mat. Ayla was still wearing her mukenya, picking up the bergo hijab hanging at the end of the bedroom bed. Then step out. Roxy kept following with her tail eyes.

Before long Ayla returned, the bergo hijab was already attached to her head. While mukena batik has folded in the arms of the beautiful woman.

"Are you out just to change? Why not just here?"

"Because you're here." Reply Ayla save mukena into the travelbag.

"I don't mind."

"That's rude, Mr. Roxy!"

"Daddy!" Roxy.

"All right, Daddy."

"Have you had dinner, Daddy?" Ayla asked with her gelatinous smile.

"Not yet."

"I cooked something for you." Ayla said as she stepped out.

"okay!" Roxy got up from her seat and took Uwais and."We're cooking."

In the kitchen, in the,

Roxy and Uwais cut some vegetables and sausages. While Ayla boiled water, in fact they only cooked instant noodles.

In the middle room the three human children were scrambling noodles from inside the pot. Take it to a small cup each before putting it in the mouth.

"When it's just instant noodles, why does it taste so good?" Roxy commented with a full mouth after chanting fresh noodles.

"That's because of the cooking olda." Answer Uwais.

"Not, for eating together, a little and scrambling. That's why it's so good." Ayla chimed.

"Aahh, that's right too. Maybe all this time I was alone so it wasn't good. How about it keep going like this? Two or three more children. What say?" Roxy argues then deliberately provoked Ayla's reaction.

"Why talk about something like this in front of a child?" Ayla chuckled small.

"So you want to talk about it in private?"

Ayla was silent for a moment, staring at Roxy uncomfortably.

"Well, it's the night after Uwais goes to sleep."

"Follow.... I don't want to sleep." Uwais who listened commented.

Ayla smiled witfully.

"Alright, then, we sleep three."

Ayla's eyes are perfectly rounded."don't play sneaky, Mr. Roxy!" His protest.

"Hahaha, Daddy!" Roxy.

That night, after eating noodles together, Ayla immediately took care of it. Washing and storing food containers. Ayla walked into the room, two handsome princes fell asleep on the bed. Ayla smiled looking at him, stepped closer and enveloped her two to the limit of her arms.

Since living with Roxy, though Uwais did not ask where her father was. Ayla smiled bitterly,

"Why did you make us depend on you? Slowly shifting the father's position from Uwais' heart."

Ayla looked at the necklace on Roxy's neck that was slightly visible from behind the shirt. The top three buttons of the Roxy shirt are left open. The necklace with the cross pendulum made Ayla wipe the corner of her eye. He could not imagine if until Uwais who had received Roxy and considered him father had to swallow the bitter pill farewell.

"It's my fault, let them get too close." Ayla regretted.

Ayla turned around swinging her footsteps, but was restrained. Ayla turned her head, her wrist restrained by Roxy's grasp.

"Married to me Ayla."

Ayla lowered her head, watching Roxy get up and sit on the lip of the bed without taking off her hand. From that angle, Ayla could clearly see the chain necklace that had a cross bobble slightly out of Roxy's shirt.

Ayla shook her head while smiling wryly.

"Why?"

"We.... Too much difference, Mr. Roxy."

"Daddy!"

Ayla shook her head, "you're a master, and I'm just a servant."

"I don't mind that."

"Your big family...."

"I'm pretty sure Yaris' grandfather didn't mind that either." Cut Roxy very sure.

Ayla smiled again, taking Roxy's hand which was grasping her hand. While Ayla's other hand grabbed the necklace hanging from Roxy's neck, then gripped the pendulum into the bully's hand.

"We have different Gods, we hold different books, and we also have very different backgrounds." Said Ayla looking at Roxy's face staring fixedly at her.

"Let's walk each other's way, Mr. Roxy." Cover Ayla with a smile, before she swings her legs.

Roxy tightly grasped her necklace pendulum. Then stared intently at the back of the woman in the hijab.

"Do you love me?"

Ayla's steps stopped.

"Do you love me, Ayla?"

Ayla flinching.

"Say you love me, Ayla. Tell me everything I did wasn't in vain. Tell me, we can still unite with all the differences that exist." Inner Roxy pleading.