Husband's Regret: I'm Not a Little Child
Yes Right. My wife

Although for years Rendi abandoned the call of Gus, outside his home, Rendi was still Abah's son. No matter he still wants to meet the Wife, as soon as the adhan maghrib reverberated, Rendi rushed up, saying goodbye to Nila to pray in the mosque.

As for, Nila, Rendi does not force, pray at home please. Also, Rendi happily hugged Nila with a motorcycle that she did not use for a long time.

"When you can at home, Mom. Nila is still embarrassed!" answer Nila. Nila has not been acquainted with the residents of Rendi housing.

Rendi nodded.

"Rarely coming? There's a lot of people there!"

"Other times! Uh!" answer Nila.

"okay!" answer Rendi. "But heart!" said Rendi smiling.

Nila also throttled. "Choh? It is Mas who wants to go. It is the heart!" answer Nila.

Rendi chuckled too

"Kan adhek is home alone. Which thoughts continue to be colonized by people right adhek? Hayo at home alone what will it be?!" ledek Rendi's.

"Ish.no funny," hiss Nila pursed her lips. "There go to hunt iqomah you know!" drive Nila away with a cute and sweet frown.

Rendi chuckled more, eager to scoop Nila's lips are manyuning but already wudzu.

"If you're afraid call a security guard. Don't cry!" pamit Rendi is still giving Nila.

Nila still continued to pursed her lips, and grabbed the broom.

"What the hell? Buru leave..the iqomah!" drive Nila to Rendi.

"Yes. Assalamualaikum, my dear.., good at home yes," replied Rendi until finally Rendi lifted her scabbard to run.

"Waalaikum slam!" replied Nila while chuckling to see Rendi run to lift the sarong.

For a moment Nila smiled at Rendi until she disappeared from her eyes, her heart expanded to see the figure of the handsome man in a glove and a copy. Nila's hand hugged herself, today was a sweet day. Especially considering their love.

Although sometimes Rendi fiercely does not want to hear it, but there are still many good sides of Rendi that Nila needs to be grateful. Nila wants to go on like this, there is no more difficulty and misunderstanding.

"Truely said Mas Rendi. Why should I worry. It's all set. Take care of Mas Rendi, right? I don't want to ruin this happiness?" batin Nila then closed the door of her house and entered.

Although only 3 days occupy, but Nila's heart has been overgrown with feelings of love in this place of habitation that her husband bought. Not as big as Baba's house, but compared to the millions of poor people out there. Nila is very grateful for the house that Rendi bought, comfortable.

There was no fear or worry even though Nila was alone. Nila also prayed at home alone. Continued with the tadarus of the Quran, until it does not feel the time of Isha comes. Because wudzu has not yet been canceled. Nila continues Isya prayer.

"Maybe Mas Rendi continued Isya also so not home yet?" inner Nila when removing her face and came out there was no sign of her husband coming home.

Actually, quite a long time passed, even Nila had a sadarus. But Nila still thinks well, like when on campus, maybe Rendi became a priest. Or there may be deliberation with the complex fathers.

"Hh.. I still have the article assignment!" batin Nila remembered her obligations as a student.

Not wanting to saturate and waste time waiting for Rendi to come home. Nila opened her laptop and did her job.

Until in the middle of Nila was busy with her book suddenly the bell at her house rang. Nila also developed a smile. It must be her husband. Nila also wanted to ask some materials that she was still confused about. Rendi is the lecturer of Nila, must be empowered.

So happy, Nila forgot not to wear her hijab. Nila immediately tiptoed, and ran for joy, just like Nila's excitement when Baba came home from work first when she was a toddler. Nila and her twin sisters race for Baba's embrace.

"Walaikum salam..," said Nila confident when she did not hear the greeting.

"Glegs!" but instantly Nila's smile vanished as the door opened.

Even Nila immediately rolled her hair that was still beautifully broken and lowered her head, it felt like she wanted to quickly turn around but Nila had already opened the door.

"Good night?" greet Nila's guest.

"Night!?" tanya Nila because not wearing a hijab so uncomfortable.

"It's Mr Rendi Akbar Maulana's house!"

"Yes, right. My wife!" answer Nila.