Forgive Me My Wife
Thumped

Hanin was relaxing in her room that afternoon. He just got to hold a cell phone.

Hanin's heart was pounding when there was a message coming from the husband.

Even though she was angry with her husband. A thumping feeling every time he felt when he found a message from Prasetya.

Hanin then opened a message from Prasetya.

Assalamualaikum Hanin, I have a meeting out of town today. Not far, just to Bogor. After the meeting I will be home. I'm just telling you about it. Greetings and love to you and Ali. I love you both so much. I work first yes. Assalamualaikum says.

For some reason, after reading the contents of the message that Pras wrote. There was a feeling of longing lingering in Hanin's little heart.

As a wife. Hanin understands and knows very well how Prasetya habits from small things to big things.

Hanin so thought, surely Prasetya is currently doing something himself.

Actually, Hanin also felt sinful to Prasetya. Because until now she is still the wife of the man who has given her the child.

But the mistake made Pras still felt sore and pain in the taste by Hanin.

After reading the message. Now, Hanin's hand finally typed a reply for Prasetya.

Waalikumsalam, Yes Mas, heart of heart.

Hanin's reply was brief. And, no need to wait long. Prasetya sent a reply.

Thank God, you now want to reply to a message from Mas. I'm in Bogor now. In the afternoon, I will go home and go straight to my mother's house. Because Mama said she wasn't feeling well. Mom's sick.

In the news, my mother-in-law is sick. Hanin became curious about the pain of the mother-in-law.

Mama is sick.

Reply again Hanin. Prasetya replied again to Hanin's message. For a few moments, they reply to each other.

Things like that alone have made Pras heart warm and happy.

Hopefully this is the starting point for us to be able to communicate with each other again with good Hanin, Prasetya thought.

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Returning from Bogor that night. Pras immediately drove his vehicle to the house of the mother. Because he wanted to see his mother who suddenly got sick.

Arriving in the courtyard of his mother's house. Simultaneously there was a taxi car that happened to also stop there.

Pras who at that time just got out of the car. Stand by to see who it is who came to his mother's house.

After he saw who had just got out of the taxi car. Pras' wide smile instantly flashed across his handsome face.

Because it turns out that the one who just got out of the taxi was Hanin.

Haningrum, who had just gotten out of the taxi, glanced flat-faced at her husband.

Hanin was wearing fashionable Muslim clothes and wrapped in a hijab that made her look beautiful.

After the taxi left. Hanin was still standing quietly in his place.

While Prasetya who had not shifted his eyes to Hanin. He then moved his foot towards Hanin.

Hanin at that time was still watching the steps of the husband who did look very handsome and handsome.

"It's a coincidence that you're here, too. Means we're a soul mate. Because without any agreement we can be the same here." Prasetya said.

Hanin then rushed straight into the house. Pras followed behind Hanin.

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"Well, you guys are making a deal to come here. How can it be together." said Bu Damayanti to Hanin and Prasetya who at that time met him in the room.

"No Ma, we did not make a deal" replied Hanin who was sitting in a chair in the room of Ms. Damayanti.

"Do you know where Mama's not feeling well?" asked Bu Damayanti to her favorite daughter-in-law.

"Mas Pras told Hanin. She said Mama's sick'."

"You are what Pras is. Mom just got in the wind. Thank you Han, for coming to see Mama. You should have taken Ali. Mama misses him."

"Yes Ma. Later Hanin invited Ali here to look at Mama. Oya, Hanin brought food for Mama. Maybe Mama wants to eat?"

"Thank you Han. But mom just ate."

"Then the food is for me. I happen to be hungry." Prasetya sloth.

Hanin then turned his head towards Pras with a grumbling look. Pras is smiling.

"You're seriously not eating yet?" ask Mrs Damayanti.

"Pras has just arrived Ma. Laper."

"Han, it's okay. The food for Pras. Kasian him." said Mrs Damayanti.

"Yes Ma, it's okay." replied Hanin resignedly.

"Eat in the dining room. If you haven't had dinner. You eat Hanin too. Ask Bibik to prepare food." said Mrs Damayanti.

And finally, Hanin and Pras walked towards the dining room together.

Hanin then put the food he brought onto the table. Then, Hanin walked towards the sink to wash her hands.

When Hanin was washing his hands. Prasetya deliberately also followed washing his hands there.

So that the hands both touch, because scrambling water flowing from the faucet.

"Mas intentionally yes. I can wash my hands after me." - accused Hanin, throwing a sharp eye toward her husband.

"Why indeed? We are a halal couple. It's halal for me to touch you Hanin." replied Pras, who then deliberately looked into Hanin's eyes with a gentle look.

Just now Hanin wanted to pull his hand. Pras pulled Hanin's hand.

Pras then squeezes Hanin's hands together and joins her hands with Hanin's.

With soaps. Finally, the two hands of the couple are interlocked.

"Let me wash your hands properly" Pras said.

Then Pras was************ and rubbed the back of Hanin's hand gently.

Because Hanin's hand was held so tightly by Pras. Making Hanin now so resigned when his hands were washed by Prasetya.

And at that time, the hearts of the two seemed to play back.