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Almost a day on the way, Hafiz and Ais have arrived in Malaysia.
A week of their departure to Indonesia, the house looks deserted.
"Kemane mama?" with an impatient face Hafiz waited at the door. Many times he repeated pressing the bell button, but it seems there is no occupant in there.
Ais looks sculpted with eyes following the movements of Hafiz's body, while holding a stalk of his suitcase.
Capek rang the doorbell, now it's Hafiz's turn to push the green button on his phone.
"Assynolt....Hafiz....,
Mama near mane...?
really? oh my God...,
Hafiz near this house,
Ais..ade, ie later Hafiz convey.
Mama and Dira be careful ye...!
take care ma, bye....!"
tut's....Tut.....,
Hafiz ended the conversation and hung up the phone. At first glance he looked at Ais, who was also staring at him.
"Mama kirem salam" he said instantly.
"Greetings Walaikum" Ais returned the greeting, still with a face demanding Hafiz's explanation, where did Jijah's and Dira's mama go.
"Mereke, again in KL, may be a new week of balek" explained Hafiz as he walked towards a flower pot on the porch of the house.
The ice again saw only the movements of Hafiz, who was taking the keys to the house under the flower pot.
Hafiz opened the door, then immediately entered with Ais followed behind while pulling two suitcases at once.
The ice looked very troubled, while Hafiz lightly walked hand-waving up to the second floor.
"Fatefully it's Ais.., you're a maid.not a wife, so you have to be self-conscious" Ais's inner voice, while painstakingly raising two suitcases, hers and Hafiz's. Actually, if he can make a sound, it would be like he was berating "the Hafiz", the husband did not know himself.
The ice paused for a moment on the steps, looking towards the back of Hafiz who was walking ahead of him. Take a deep breath, then exhale. Occasionally he is seen wiping the sweat with a shirt attached to his arm.
Ais shook her head with lips smiling bitterly, still with a gaze towards the door of Hafi's room that was closed by its owner.
"Bag....Ice, last night you were just a dream, forget that qabul ijab, forget about your status as Hafiz's wife....! All you need to remember now is that you're "MAID" and will forever be the maid of this house" now not the sweat she's wearing, but the tears.
Not wanting to drag on, Ais again climbed the stairs still with two suitcases in hand.
At the same time there was the sound of Hafiz's bedroom door.
Cekrek......
Without a, i, u, e, o, grabbing her suitcase with a flat face and without a word. Then go back and go back into the room.
Bukkkkkp.....
The door closed a little strongly.
"Astagfirullah..., patient Ais..., relax..., do not baper....the one you look kuper" Ais spoke slowly to himself while rubbing his chest.
Previously, He thought Hafiz approached him to help bring two suitcases in his hand, while Ais looked excited. There was a pull on the corner of his lips indicating he was smiling, tau-tau ..., the cold man only took one suitcase that belonged to him from the hands of Ais.
Huh......
Not wanting much to hope and think, Ais pulled back the suitcase to a room she had not occupied for a week. But, again as he passed through Hafiz's room, he slowed down his steps, looked at the tightly closed door, hoping that someone would stop his steps, inviting him to stay in the same room.
"Ais...., you're just a maid!" the sound of his heart spoke again reminiscent of who had a body, making Ais speed up steps while re-wiping tears, which inexplicably rolled back.
At first, Ais had promised to hate the man who had forcibly taken her chastity. But after hearing the message on the day of Ijab qabul added advice from mother and father, made his heart soften. Intended to learn to accept Hafiz as her husband and to be a good wife.
But after what he saw, it seemed that Hafiz still considered himself no more than a maid.
Slowly Ais opened the door, and closed it back without intending to lock.
He kept the suitcase on the side of the wardrobe. Then go up to the bed.
Ais laid her small body on the bed while closing her eyes, intending to take a short break to relieve fatigue after a long trip. But his memory did not want to stop working, rewinding the faces of father and mother during the separation earlier. There was sadness on the faces of his parents who had entered old age.
"Ais promise buk..., sir.., will realize the dream of Ais. Make me proud to have a child like Ais, hik..hik....." Ice again crying while covering his mouth with a pillow so as not to be heard by other room dwellers.
Satisfied crying, felt already calm, and do not want to drag on, Ais rose to step towards the wardrobe that is on the side of his bed. Open the closet door while the eyes confirm the contents of the closet looking for the presence of towels and change of clothes that he will use after bathing.
Ice brought a pair of home clothes, and did not forget to wear it inside, then put it on the bed.
The ice deliberately lingered in the bathroom, playing with water while inhaling the smell of soap made his mind more relaxed. He didn't realize someone was waiting for him by sitting on the bed.
Denga relaxed Ais out of the bathroom, just by wrapping a towel that is only able to cover the chest up to half the thigh. Long hair that is still wet he accidentally stalls.
In the third step, Ais was flabbergasted.when a pair of eyes looked at him fixedly. Spontaneous face Ais turned red indiscriminately, a heartbeat like thrashing want to run somewhere. The ice bites the lower lip so that it can hold the heart, and both hands reflexively close the chest that is still half open. His legs were unable to advance nor could he retreat, if he could ask, nor could he, what he wanted to get right now was a thick blanket to roll himself up to be invisible to the eyes of the adult man before him.
In the end, what was expected was impossible, at the same time Ais lowered her gaze while trying to calm down.
As seconds passed, the male's eyes seemed reluctant to flow from his body. Making the ice more unfavorable, the brain he has is unable to work, because the oxygen he breathes in the room, feels thinned.
The ice bent her face, confused as to what to do, while her change of clothes was on the man's side.
"You don't get me wrong, I'm not here to tease you" as the words stopped.
Hearing that, Ais raised a face courageously staring at Hafiz.
"Read this letter!, next do ape that you patot do with this letter!" Hafiz's voice seemed to falter. Then he turned his face away and passed away leaving Ais with a face that was difficult to interpret.
Today, Hafiz had really made Ais' heart fall apart, yet one surprise came a new shock.
"Why am I too stupid, O Allah", Ie slowly while staring at the ceiling of the room trying to make a dam, so that the white circle does not seep down.
With her PD, Ais suspects Hafiz's presence in her room to be allotted to her. So there is a debate that cannot be disclosed. But the truth was that Ais had to go back to swallowing the bitter pill. Hafiz came just to give me a letter.
"Letter ?" When the consciousness of the ice began to return.