
"Daahhhh..!" Nadifa waved her hand in Malik's car. Today he refuses to be driven home after work, only to be escorted to super wholesale shopping, considering he wants to shop for the needs of Gita and her pregnancy.
Because he was afraid that Galih would catch himself again who had gotten off Malik's car in the hours of their commute.
Czech.cekrek...
There was a sound of taking pictures of the moment where Nadifa went down in Malik's car. There was a person in a hat on the left was watching Nadifa enter the shopping place, felt the moment has been immortalized, He went missing from that place.
Kringgg....
Her Hp ring rang, Nadifa opened her bag and grabbed her HP.
The Husband Incaming Call
Nadifa: Assalammualaikum yes dear
Galih : Already out of the office yet ? I'd like to pick you up.
Nadifa: No need to pick up, I'm out of office now still in super wholesale want to shop first.
Galih: Yes, I picked it up
Nadifa: All right, be careful on the road.
Galih grabbed the phone and called Gita in her room.
Galih: Git, I'm waiting for the car. Hurry up don't be long, I want to pick up my wife.
Gita: Yes, well.
Gita again sighed every time she heard Galih calling Nadifa as my wife, her heart still seemed to be slashed in jealousy. But he was aware that Nadifa deserved a title like this.
****
The roar of Malik's car engine had stopped, he drove in the garage of the magnificent car.
Malik continued to enter the house, seeing no sounds of children who usually approached and embraced welcoming his arrival.
The closer the step, the closer it is to that person. Malik was filled with curiosity to keep looking at him.
"Oh Mother has come home, once in the afternoon. I thought I was going home tonight,"
Kinanti turned around with tears soaking her cheeks. Malik was shocked and grabbed his wife's body.
"Dad thought Mommy would come home late and let Dad go with her again?" Kinanti shrieked her voice then threw a few photos.
Malik was still confused by the words of his wife and he took some photos that had been scattered on the floor.
He saw a picture of Nadifa standing next to Malik's car and into the Mall.
"Who is he?" Kinanti encouraged Malik who was still complete in office clothes yet there was no water gulped to welcome him home.
"It's Nadifa, just ask for nebeng because they want to shop,"
"lik! the shopping place is not in the direction of our house, you deliberately drove her, want to be alone with her in the car !" Kinanti was getting angry.
Malik felt himself already known, he was wet to be unable to dodge. The Kinanti man must have been spying on them all day.
"I'm sorry Dad, Mommy," Malik hugged Kinanti strongly.
"Mothers don't think a wise father could do this, betray me and the kids!" Kinanti cried and dropped herself on the sofa.
Malik leaned over and squatted holding onto Kinanti's snore.
"Dad was a household leader, should I be able to keep the trust given by me and the children,"
Every time Kinanti mentioned the words of the children, Dada Malik felt satisfied he only realized that this attitude not only hurt his wife but also their children.
"Position how our children are like me now, will you as his father be willing ?" Kinanti spoke in a very weak voice.
Malik is still embarrassed. All he remembered right now was his family, as if Nadifa had fallen suddenly in his memory.