For God's sake, I'm sincere
The Patience of a Wife

Last night Alizha thought her husband's cold demeanor had changed for the better, apparently not. After dinner yesterday with his family, Afif again turned cold to his wife Alizha. Even that night the two of them did not rebuke each other. Afif chose to sleep in the other room.

Alizha was a little disappointed at her husband's attitude. He corrected his mistake yesterday. Maybe she did something wrong to make her husband cold to her. Maybe he was too selfish. But on this sunny morning Alizha had to fix it all.

Morning is 06:30 WIB. Alizha's homework is done. Food for breakfast was already served lovingly on the dining table.

Alizha walked to the room where Afif slept last night, slowly turning the door knob open.

"Good morning Mas" said Alizha, opening the window curtains that were still tightly closed.

Afif who sat on the sofa while playing mobile phone was dressed neatly.

"Mas let's have breakfast first. Alizha was ready at the dinner table" said Alizha while sitting next to Afif.

"Mas hurried, just go to the hospital," Afif replied with a flat face while standing up.

"This is the bag" said Alizha, offering Afif's briefcase.

"A little breakfast, huh? Let Mas's stomach not empty," persuaded Alizha patiently while holding Afif's hand.

"I'm sorry, Mas hastily" said Afif and left Alizha just like that in the room. He does not appreciate Alizha's efforts, he is too selfish. While Alizha who saw the attitude of her husband just be patient.

'Did I bring supplies to the office later in the day. Mumpung I also still on leave, ' Inner Alizha.

Then Alizha walked into the kitchen, she prepared provisions for her husband. He neatly arranged the contents of the food in the lunch box with love and affection. She hopes her husband will eat with good taste.

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The clock shows at 10:00. Alizha rushed to deliver her husband's prepared provisions earlier. She did not want her husband to fall ill because he did not eat. Alizha quickly takes her motorcycle and drives to the hospital where Afif works.

Arriving at the hospital, Alizha put her motorcycle on. Then walk to the receptionist to ask where her husband Afif works.

"Sorry, if the place usually Mr. Afif works where?" ask Alizha.

"You mean, doctor Afif?"

"Yes that."

"If you could know who this is?"

"I'm Alizha Afif's doctor's wife."

"Oh well then. Ma'am can go straight there and there's a junction turn left only and right the first room was the room doctor Afif."

"Thank you" said Alizha then walked to follow the instructions.

After reaching the intended room, Alizha immediately entered and said her greetings first. Coincidentally the door was not closed. Seen her husband was struggling with the files. With passion he gives provisions to the husband and hopes to get good feedback.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumussalam," replied Afif who was busy struggling with his computer then while looking briefly at the source of the sound.

"What's wrong?" continued Afif.

"Mas, Alizha brought lunch this morning Mas not breakfast. Eat it up."

"Just put it there" said Afif, hinting his eyes at the small table by the door.

"Have you eaten yet?"

"Mas don't rest yet?"

There is no Afif statement, her husband is still busy struggling with his work without looking at Alizha at all.

"Mas, eat first huh? Alizha bribe deh," persuaded Alizha while opening the provisions he carried.

"Alizha doesn't want to be sick later. Eat a little, yes," persuaded Alizha once more while feeding a spoonful into Afif's mouth.

Afif who did not accept it because he was disturbed, immediately slapped the spoon that Alizha fed and as a result all his provisions fell on the floor just like that because Alizha was shocked by the treatment of her husband.

"Mas, astaghfirullah."

Alizha was disappointed, really disappointed. The provisions were prepared full of love and affection was easily Afif spilled everything, automatically Alizha food can not be eaten again.

"You why the hell? You don't see that I'm busy?" said Afif slightly snapped until Alizha shed her tears.

"I'm sorry." only that word can be said Alizha while crying as she pleased.

Afif who saw his wife crying felt a little pity, he could not bear. So he decided to send Alizha home. Than he tortured himself.

"You're home now."

"Sorry Alizha has disturbed Mas Afif" Alizha said as she walked out of Afif's room. When he left the room, he tried to calm himself and wipe away his tears.

'So the wife of the sholehah must be patient.'

'spirit. Alizha must be patient, ' her inner self.

Alizha continued to walk through the hospital hallway which was quite so wide. She slowly walks while reading Istigfar, and in Alizha's heart she hopes that her husband will pursue to apologize to her for behaving violently with her.

There was the sound of a leg beating running towards him from behind his body. When she looked back, her husband ran towards her. Instantly Alizha's grim face became happy. Afif's steps closer, the more Alizha's heart pounded.

"Your motorbike key is missing" said Afif while propping Alizha's motor key. It turns out that sentence was issued Afif. Stupidly Alizha thought that her husband would pursue her to apologize and act romantically like a husband and wife. Alizha's guess is wrong.

"Makasih Mas" said Alizha with a smile and trying hard in front of her husband. Then he continued his steps out of the hospital. Afif was watching him from a distance.

When Alizha's back was no longer visible, she returned to her room. At that time, Afif's phone rang, he found a short message coming in from Karla. Soon he opened the message with a happy face.

**From : Karla

Hey baby, don't forget we're meeting in an hour. Now there's no more cancellations after yesterday you cancelled them.

Yes sorry I am, we meet at the cafe usually**.

Yeah, he was supposed to meet Karla yesterday. But he canceled his meeting because his heart was in turmoil. So she decided to meet him today.

"Doctor Afif," called a middle-aged woman over to Afif in a hurry.

"What's the matter, Mom?" answer the Afif politely.

"Please my son Doc, he's convulsing from earlier. I'm worried."

"All right, bring it into my room immediately."

Afif also handled the patient in accordance with his obligations. After a few minutes, the patient improved somewhat.

"The medicine can be redeemed in the pharmacy room, ma'am."

"Okay, Doctor, thank you."

"Yes are the same."