HIJAIYAH LOVE
Devi's Advice

Seconds change and minutes change hours. The time Azzam was waiting for has arrived. After finishing his class, Azzam rushed to find his wife to his class but unfortunately Nisa was not found there.

While Nisa at noon suddenly felt a little dizzy, and she was about to go to the nearest pharmacy from campus, to buy headache medicine.

In front of Nisa stood a woman who also happened to be buying medicine, I don't know what, while making a voice call.

" Eh Rain you know? I managed to get the Azzam and his wife to quarrel. I told you yesterday he anterin I came home. And his wife's reaction was wouwww angry big gaess. It seems like my plan to get them into a fight has worked. When did you help me set him up or his wife."

said Linda still focused on facing the pharmacy cashier.

While Annisa who heard all Linda's conversations accidentally made her immediately leave the dispensary, before Linda found out that she had known all her theatrics.

Annisa ran looking for a taxi, her feelings when it was really messed up, as well as feeling guilty. And Nisa's only goal at that time was to go home to the father, complaining all to her dear mother.

" Assalamu'alaikum, mama huuuuaaaaa....."

annisa said when she arrived at Amir's house, and Devi happened to be sitting on the front porch enjoying tea and reading the tabloid. While Nisa was immediately hugging Devi's body, shed her crying that had been restrained.

" Wa'alaikumussalam, loh Nisa why baby? come come straight cry. Where's your husband, you guys fighting?" devi asked stroking the princess' back.

" Sorry Nisa ma huuuuu, Nisa can not be a good wife for Azzam. Let Nisa here ma, I'm ashamed of Azzam mas, hikssss.." Annisa said while crying bitterly.

" Dear, now that Nisa is calm, take a deep breath, read Istighfar, then tell ka mama what really happened." Devi retorted her daughter's arms, and wiped the remaining tears on the princess' face.

After doing what the mother ordered, Nisa began to tell Devi about what happened on campus.

" Nisa listen yes dear, in the household there will definitely be a small quarrel, there will even be a great quarrel. But it all depends on your return, how to deal with every problem that comes. Nisa is not wrong, because jealousy is natural and indicates that you are very dear to Azzam, but Nisa's fault does not trust her husband, preferring to put forward emotions. So my mother's advice, come home baby, your husband must be worried. You guys finish well, yeah."

Tukas middle-aged woman who was gently rubbing the face of the princess that was filled with tears.

Annisa nodded slowly and hugged her mother again, "thank you ma, maybe true said mom, Nisa must go home soon, must be worried Azzam mas." Nisa replied.

And that afternoon after the Ashar prayer, Nisa came home with the Amir family driver, Kasim sir.

Meanwhile, after not finding the wife in the campus, Azzam immediately rushed home but did not see the nose of Annisa. Even many times this man tried to contact Annisa's phone, but unfortunately Nisa's phone can not be contacted in silent mode.

" Duh Nisa where are you? I should've pissed at me instead of going away like this, baby. Anyway I've been telling you the truth, but you'd rather believe the crazy woman's words." Azzam grumbled at the outside window.

Feeling very irritated, Azzam spent his time in the fitness room on the top floor, while playing music as loud as possible. The stocky body whose chest and stomach formed the folds of a torn bread tub was clearly visible.

After some time circling the streets of the city of M with Kasim, now the car belonging to Amir was stopped right in the yard of Azzam's house.

" Thank you, Kasim." Nisa closed the car door saying thank you.

With the gontai step Nisa entered the house, her heart was relieved because the husband's car was parked outside, and that means the master of the car is in the house.

" Assalamu'alaikum mas Azzam, I'm home."

Nisa opens the door while making fun of the greeting, but it seems that Nisa's voice is not heard to the top floor, because of the pause in the music that Azzam plays.

" Azzam where not to answer Nisa's greeting." muttered Nisa when she saw the empty room, only clothes lying.

The dining room, reading room and musholla were also absent, feeling curious and tired after spinning did not even find Azzam. So Nisa also ventured up the top floor, which she had never entered.

From a distance the loud sound of the music, inaudible, and only heard when Nisa stood right in front of the door of the fitness room, the.

" What room is this, why the music can't be heard below" Annisa muttered, slowly opening the door.

Apparently Azzam was doing stomach-building sports, which he did not do for a few days, because he was busy. Nisa's eyes were shocked and stunned, with the treat of the scene before her at that moment.

Although what is seen is only the back of Azzam, because his position is turned back to the door.

Nisa walks in and settles down, taking her steps as slow as possible, so her husband doesn't listen, instead of wanting to surprise her.

And with courage, Nisa suddenly embraced Azzam's body from behind.

" Assalamu'alaikum, sorry Nisa mas. Nisa should believe everything she said, instead of running away in a state of anger so hikssss.." Annisa said with a crying voice that broke again.

How shocked Azzam was when he was hugged by Annisa tightly even as if spilling everything he felt. Want Azzam immediately replied to his wife and said he had forgiven. But he changes his mind, trying to see how far Nisa tries to get her sorry.

" Hikss..mas don't be silent sorry Nisa mas." the sound of crying and as much as Nisa's lips.

" Nisa promises to believe in Azzam from now on onwards huuuuuu. Please speak, Maki Nisa snapped Nisa. I deserve it huuuuu." Nisa's crying voice grew.

" Ehmmm.. yummy also ya hugged wife tightly like this. Let Zam go first, let your wife reveal her heart." murmured Azzam withheld laughter.

Long without flinching or answering as ordered by Annisa, Azzam still pretended to be angry and sulking, although in his heart actually wanted to return the hug and shower his wife's face with a kiss.

Azzam is still waiting for the heart expression from his wife, so this man pura unmoved, put on his polar-style flat face.

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BWISUB......