
Najwa kept quiet to see the receipt of his groceries, he did not believe that six million would be spent buying the kitchen equipment. Their car drove leisurely, Arsyil saw his wife just silent so astonished.
"Since you've been quiet on the deck, what's going on?" ask Arsyil.
"Bang, the spending is running out a lot. Is that too wasteful?" ask Najwa to feel guilty.
"No, my brother still has a lot of savings. Do not think about it, it is intended to buy home furniture. But behind my brother buy tv for your entertainment if you work" said Arsyil.
"But it ...."
"Don't think about it, the windfall will come again. God has arranged everything." said Arsyil.
Najwa was still silent, she turned to Arsyil. Then smiling, it felt like he had never finished so much shopping. Although it was allowed by Azam first, but he never did. Maybe it was just buying kitchen furniture, he was very happy so was afraid to buy it.
Arriving at home, Arsyil helped dismantle the groceries with Najwa. He was satisfied and happy to make Najwa happy by shopping for kitchen items.
A time like this will be a memory for him too, one day something like this will be remembered. Shopping with his wife, Najwa. Sholehah women and also educated.
"Bang, is that all?"
"Yes, tomorrow again the deck's in order. Now you must be tired, just rest, and do not need to cook again for dinner. Brother will order in the application only. Take a shower, just a little more maghrib" said Arsyil.
"Yes bang, my body is also very sticky."
Najwa also went to his room to get a towel and immediately took a bath because before Maghrib also all of you took ablution water. Arsyil put up the TV that he had bought in the supermarket, tomorrow morning he will install antennas so that in the afternoon Najwa can watch TV so as not to be lonely when at home alone.
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During the day, Najwa had prepared food and fruit for his brother and uminya who intended to come to her husband's rented house. He had already cleaned up the furniture he had bought yesterday, everything was arranged in the kitchen. Although the kitchen is simple, but in accordance with Najwa's desire to store kitchen furniture.
This morning, Arsyil gave him his ATM for his household needs. Although briefly, but Arsyil wants all household affairs arranged by Najwa and he who helped him. At first Najwa refused, but Arsyil insisted. He said as his living oada Najwa his wife.
"Consider for your living deck, even if it's only three months. But the responsibility of your brother to the wife must be lived, just use the money in the ATM according to your wishes" said Arsyil this morning.
"But bang, I don't need anything" said Najwa, trying to resist.
"That's okay, maybe not now. But there are still two months and twenty-five days, use it. Brother sincerely, it's a living for adek" said Arsyil.
Najwa finally accepted it, and now he still keeps it. Maybe he'll use it if he needs to.
Tok to tok.
The sound of knocking on the door surprised Najwa who was playing a mobile phone after finishing cleaning and cooking food to welcome his brother and uminya.
Najwa stepped towards the front door, she opened it and smiled happily. Seen in front of him and uminya stood.
"Assalamu alaikum, Najwa" said Umi Dila hugging her son..
"Wa alaikum salam. I miss the same umi." said Najwa to answer his umi greetings and return his umi embrace.
"Any brother doesn't miss?" ask brother.
"Yes kangen bah." replied Najwa hand saluted his brother.
"That you have forgotten the same because you have a husband again" said his brother.
"Nega bah, God willing."
"Arsyil where?" ask umi Dila.
"In the sump printing press, he said he'd be home early today."
"Oh so."
"Good sump."
"You think he's a responsible, gentle man?" ask me again.
"Yes bah."
"Then will you continue with the previous plan?" ask me again.
"Not yet to know, it's only been a week" said Najwa.
"But it looks like you are happy with this marriage" said Umi Dila.
Najwa is quiet, he may be comfortable with Arsyil. But it has not been able to fill his heart at the moment, perhaps later as time goes on. Because he feels close to Arsyil is still only a partner.
"Najwa, I hope the time is over. Think again, what makes you happy. Pursue it, umi equally just hope you get happiness forever with your choice later" said abah.
Najwa was silent, the three of them were sitting in the living room. Umi Dila looked around the house, she stood up and stepped into the kitchen. He seemed astonished and amazed by the kitchen furniture everything was new.
"Najwa, hell." call umi Dila.
Najwa headed for the kitchen, where he was there. I don't know if I'm going to call her son.
"What's wrong?" ask Najwa.
"It's all new furniture, huh?" ask umi Dila.
"Yes, yesterday I just bought it." replied Najwa.
"A lot, complete again. Everyone bought Arsyil?" ask umi Dila.
"Yeah, I used to buy them at the supermarket. It's also been reduced, but bang Arsyil allows it" Najwa said.
"It's an exaggeration, but don't you think your marriage will end in three months?"
"Yes mi, but bang Arsyil said later for his wife later if married again" said Najwa.
"Darling yes, but that's it. Umi really hope you are just like Arsyil, Najwa" said Umi Dila.
"Eye."
His brother's voice reminded his wife, he looked at Dila and then turned to his son.
"Do you prepare food, Najwa for us?" ask abah.
"Well, do you want to eat now?" ask Najwa.
"Wait for your husband to come home, you want to sleep on the couch. Apparently in front there is a new TV, you want to watch TV first" said his brother.
Umi Dila was still silent, she looked at her son and smiled. Feeling guilty for his son who has gone before his opinion.
"I'm sorry, honey. Don't think about anything, the important thing is that you focus on your goal of reaching for Azam's love again. And as you said earlier, you can determine your own happiness without thinking of us and your husband Arsyil" said Umi Dila.
Najwa was silent, not even a month why everything had wavered. Even he had begun to be comfortable with Arsyil, only still sleeping separately.
Either when they will have an intimate relationship that will perfect their relationship as a legitimate husband and wife. Najwa is still not thinking there, still wants to adapt to her husband.
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