For A Husband Who Doesn't Love Me
62. Zahrana

Maira's blind bodies opened a small window next to the glass window of her room. He closed his eyes while breathing fresh air. The cold weather stabbed to his bone.

Room door rattling. Hidayat came from outside to his position.

"Cock open the window, honey? It's still dark... Is it not cold?" Hidayat asked as he hugged her from behind.

"It's our son, Bang..." Maira said still unmoved.

"Owh... Dad's son is just there, yeah... Poor mom, son..." Hidayat stroked Maira's stomach which had started to bulge. Already entered the seven months of Maira's content. "Dear to pray?"

"Already, Bang... After praying dedek pengen ngerasain air outside... Yes already, Maira... Soon Maira's ready a drink for Brother, yeah..."

"It's okay, honey... Brother can be alone, besides Brother still wants to accompany here..." Hidayat said increasingly tightened his embrace to Maira's body.

"Don't ilfil, yeah..."

"Fil? Why ilfil, honey?" Hidayat asked while looking down at the innocent face of his wife.

"Yes, since Maira's pregnancy, she felt that Maira was strange... Pampered, anything for help with brother, a little bit cranky..." Maira said she felt inferior.

"Abang happy... There's nothing wrong, neither do you mind..."

"But Maira is exaggerated, and strangely, Maira can't if it's not like that..." Maira said with a manyun lips.

"It's okay, honey... That way you feel very needed by your own wife... Brother becomes more confident because of it, and at the same time learns to be a husband on standby before the baby later..."

"But you're tired... After work, he had to face Maira's attitude... You must be bored, right?"

"Astaghfirullah, dear... Where there's a bored brother... Honey don't be weird, you don't like to hear it..." Said Hidayat acting like an angry man.

"Sorry, Brother..."

"Don't think like that anymore, yeah... The same promise, brother... Dear just think about the health of our dear and also our children... If it's a pity that many thoughts like this can have a bad impact on our children inside..." Hidayat said gently as he rubbed Maira's shoulder.

"Yes, Brother, Maira promised..." Maira nodded, then turned to face her husband. "Oh yes, Bang, last night Maira had finished the story of brother Zahra and Bang Ajiz..."

"Oh yeah? Can you see?" Tanya Hidayat looked excited.

"Would you look or read?" Goda Maira's.

"Both, dear..."

Maira chuckles. He then walked towards the sideboard drawer of their bed and was followed by Hidayat. "This, Bang..."

Hidayat opened the book sheet that Maira had proffered to him. Two different handwritings appeared in the last quarter, and it was the handwriting of his wife, while the first three quarters were the writing of his late brother.

Pov changed his name to the third main perpetrator. Hidayat's heart was crushed for a moment. "How can you write it? Just remember that Brother's heart feels painful..."

"It took a long time for Maira to finish this, Bang... Even to write a single sentence, Maira's tears have been shed..."

"Bag should read it..." Hidayat looked so sure.

"Yes, should... Only Brother knows about them, and Brother is obliged to correct where the lack lies after Brother reads it..." Please Maira stared fixedly at Hidayat's face.

"Yes. Here Maira put it in your briefcase..." Maira said as she took the book back from Hidayat's hand, then she put it in her husband's briefcase.

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Hidayat sat at his desk. He opened the book that Maira had given him this morning. The first page of his wife's writing he read. The shadow of the past came to his mind. His heart felt slashed.

"Among us, troubled brother, Yat... It is in you that makes it difficult for us to have offspring... After we returned from the village, your brother found a powerful medicine belonging to Brother... And it is amazing from the attitude and thought of your brother, he is not disappointed at all with the shortcomings of his brother, Yat... He was only disappointed that Brother was using the medicine... Your brother was worried about the side effects that might occur if you keep using the drug..."

Nidayat pressed his nose that felt sore with the back of his fingers. The moment when Ajiz tells of their lives after Zahrana's book is left behind regains his mind.

He felt even more amazed by Maira's writing that so made him able to enter the story, and felt he was between his brother and sister-in-law to witness their story with his own eyes.

"True, it's really like real... I feel hypnotized every time I read it... I felt that Ajiz and Zahra were alive again when I read this... O God, put them by Your most beautiful side..."

Until I forget time. He continued reading until the last page, and without realizing it, the tissue had been scattered around his desk.

"Oh my God, this is very painful... Oh, my God, this is really painful... I thought I wouldn't cry... Servants think servants are the toughest at the time of their loss... Astarghfirullah... Astarghfirullah... Astaghfirullah hal'azhiim's..."

Hidayat repeatedly stood between his tears, and many times he pulled out the tissue in front of him to wipe his wet eyes.

"Bang Arya should read this..." He hurried to put the book in his bag, but when he stood up, he was flabbergasted. Around his desk was covered in white-and-white tissue. He nodded, not expecting it to be so crybaby.

"Yes, I remember... It's all because of Maira... He made me so strong and strong back then..." Mumbled wailing. "Allah Allah, You have opened the door of the servant's heart to receive the servant's wife so quickly... Sholehah's wife who should never come out tears because of the selfishness of the servant... Forgive me, O Allah..."

Hidayat began packing, then prepared to leave. He drove his motorcycle to Arya's house.

When he got there, the sound of baby crying made him stunned. The sound of his motorbike stopping right in the yard of the house was heard by Arya. The handsome actor came out holding his crying baby.

"Yes, you happened to come..." The cry from the doorway.

Hidayat smiled, then rushed over. "Why is that, Bang...?"

"Kiran is going to the hospital to see an ENT doctor, and Zaim has been crying incessantly, Yat..."

"Come, good boy, good boy..." Said Hidayat while taking the tiny baby from Arya's sling.

"Let's go in, Yat... Sit down for a minute, you're gonna make some milk for Zaim..."

Hidayat. He walked from behind into the house. While Arya was back, Hidayat sat on the sofa holding baby Zaim.

"Tumben really come during the day like this without Maira, Yat? Maira how are you?" Arya came with a bottle of milk for her son.

"It needs to be the same brother... It's very important and it can't be delayed..." Hidayat replied as he took a bottle of milk in Arya's hand and gave it to Zaim in his carrier.

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