Loving Husband Interlude
02. Najwa Worry

Najwa sat still. Azam was still silent, he looked at his ex-wife who was still beautiful despite the appearance of makeup polish. Najwa looked down for a long time, making Azam finally talk first.

"You must know I'm coming here on deck?" ask Azam to Najwa.

"Yes, mas. But not everyone knows." replied Najwa.

"Of course not only want to come and know the news you just deck. I want something to happen again" Azam said.

"Want something? What do you mean, mas?" ask Najwa.

"I want us back to being husband and wife, deck. I want to marry you again" Azam said.

"But, can't we just get married. You've already run me straight three. Why do you want to marry me again and want to go back to the household?" tanya Najwa was astonished by her ex-husband's request.

"I admit I was on the wrong deck, at that time you knew that I was under the pressure of mom and dad. Now they're gone, and I want to come back with you on deck" Azam said.

Najwa was silent, she took a deep breath. Although Azam divorced him under pressure from his parents, he could have defended his wife Najwa at the time.

Maintained her marriage to Najwa who had been five years, but Azam instead divorced her easily and directly three talak.

"Daddy, I still love you. I want to go back to you, please consider this deck of mine" Azam pleaded with Najwa.

"I'm still confused, can I think about it?" najwa asked Azam.

"Yes deck, I could. But I ask not for long yes, if it can only be a day you think about it" said Azam again.

"Lho, how about a minute? It all took a long time, it's not easy to go back to what it used to be. What else is up, what happens if I come back again. And the reason you came back, I don't know yet either." Najwa said again.

"And I told you, I still love you. I want us to live together like we used to. Have you lost your love for me on deck?" ask Azam.

"It's not so, in order to remarry, I have to marry someone else. You also have to marry another woman, then we can marry again. No one wants to marry a widow like me. That's why me and my brother were confused by your request" Najwa said.

Azam took a deep breath, it turned out to be married again with Najwa very complicated. Having to marry someone else is so hard. Najwa also thought about how he would live with Azam again.

"We think together deck, and I hope you can consider this wish of mine. I've been talking to you, and you said it's up to you deck. Now I beg you to marry me again" Azam said.

Najwa was still silent, he did not answer Azam's words. Confused by all of a sudden. Azam came to his brother's house and, uminya, immediately asked to return. After six months she and Azam divorced and never met again after the divorce.

"Deck ..."

"Yes, I'll think about it and talk to you again. Because even though it's up to me, but I have to think about both and the good and bad in the future mas" said Najwa.

"Now there is nothing that will stand in our way, first because mom and dad want a grandchild from you. But they are gone, and I will not demand anything from you to the deck" Azam said.

Najwa was still silent, she took a deep breath. Azam looked at him with hope that Najwa would accept him again. Although it has to pass many stages of the next marriage.

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Since a week ago Azam came home to return home, Najwa often daydream. He thought of both the good and the bad of remarrying Azam. Remembering the attitude of Azam who is forced and also sometimes do not ask for his opinion first if acting on important things.

Like back when he said he wanted to contract alone rather than stay with his in-laws first. But Azam immediately took Najwa to his parents' house, and lived there for three years.

He also often complained to Azam about his mother's attitude, but Azam thought Najwa was too excessive. As a result he and his late female in-laws used to often disagree. Azam preferred his mother's opinion to Najwa's wife at the time.

However, thus. Azam loved him very much, he often went out to dinner rather than dinner with his in-laws first.

The door of Najwa's room was knocked from the outside, she turned her head and stepped towards the door and opened it. Seemed standing on Umi Dila, the mother who became the place to tell stories about his problems.

"What are you doing, Najwa?" ask umi Dila.

"That's nothing at all, another set of bookshelves." replied Najwa.

"Mom can enter?" ask uminya.

"Of course it can be umi. Umi is why." said Najwa.

"Yes umi is afraid to disturb you in daydreaming" said Umi Dila.

"Umi can, if I daydream also must be a problem mas Azam mi. Azam's request made me confused and worried" said Najwa again.

Umi Dila went into Najwa's room, she sat on her son's bed. After Najwa sat next to his umi, he then laid his head on the lap of Dila's umi.

Umi Dila's hand also stroked the head of the only child. Indeed, he was also confused by Azam's request, wanting to return to Najwa. It should not have given three talaqs straight away, but the talaq had already fallen on Najwa.

Najwa and Azam could no longer be together. The two are married and divorced again. In Islam, divorce is allowed. But the act was very hateful, either because Azam was at that time khilaf or how. He instead gave three talaq directly to Najwa.

"You're confused by Azam's request?" ask uminya.

"Yes mi, I am confused by Azam's request." replied Najwa.

"You're just Istikharah, Najwa. God will guide you." said Umi Dila again.

"Yes, the plan is like that. So, how do you think about it? Will he obey Azam's will?" ask Najwa.

"Actually your brother was also doubtful and confused as well. But I know you still love Azam, so I don't give you much advice. It depends on your choice. So you pray at night to ask for guidance from Allah, so that everyone can choose the right choice. Because Allah knows His servant who is confused and hesitant" said Umi Dila.

"Yes mi, I also ask Azam to think about everything. He's given me a week, is that enough mi to decide something important?" ask Najwa.

"I think that's enough. One week don't be perverted, ask Him for directions in earnest" said Umi Dila.

"Yes mi. Thank you for listening to me." said Najwa.

"You're like anybody. Umi's your mother, so if it's not the same umi. Who do you want to tell the same story?" ask umi Dila.

"Just like tree. Heheh."

"There are you. Yes already, you quickly get there to prepare for prayer. Ask God for guidance, all are given the best." said Umi Dila.

"Yes mi."

After saying that, Umi Dila also came out of Najwa's room. Najwa let out a long sigh, it felt like he would live a quiet life but why should there be such a problem.

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