Loving Husband Interlude
25. Azam's Concerns

From that day on, both of them felt awkward. But it did not last long, precisely Najwa and Arsyil increasingly familiar and often joking friendly. The closer the two are, even like a newlywed.

As of this moment, the two finished making love and hugged each other. Forgetting the agreement with Azam, Najwa did not let her husband out of her arms.

"Sir, are we going to be like this?" tanya Arsyil shrinks Najwa's head.

"Why bang?" tanya Najwa still refuses to let go.

"Neverything."

Arsyil tightens his arms, while Najwa falls asleep comfortably. Arsyil looked at his wife's face, very pretty in his eyes. The more the day his heart grew a deep love, he really felt worried about the time that was soon to come.

One month, yes one more month he will release Najwa for Azam. The harder it is to let go of his wife, but a promise is a promise. He can't deny it.

"Daddy, are you sleeping?" ask Arsyil.

"Hem."

Najwa's raucous voice indicates he is already sleepy and asleep. Arsyil was silent, he tightened his embrace even more. Trying to dive into his deepest heart, closed his eyes and he unconsciously spoke softly.

"I love you, my wife." said Arsyil.

Until the sound of the expression of the heart into the subconscious Najwa. His mind pouted with the voice of Arsyil, to be carried away in his dream.

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Azam's life was far from the city where Arsyil lived with Najwa. He and his wife Nirmala are doing just fine, though Mala knows her and Azam's marriage does have its time.

But it seems Azam really enjoyed his life with Nirmala. Like this morning, he was enjoying his wife's breakfast. Azam recognized Mala was very good at cooking, although Najwa used to be good at cooking. I don't know why he likes Nirmala's cooking so much.

"Mas Azam want to add more side dishes?" ask Mala.

"May, add a little. Fear will not be able to walk if you eat a lot" said Azam.

Mala smiled, she was glad her husband really liked her cooking. Sometimes he offers to his office.

"Oh yeah, your brother hasn't come here yet?" ask Azam.

"Not yet, he said tomorrow" said Mala.

Azam looked at Mala who was pouring, it felt like he liked Mala a little bit as well as Najwa. However, he will marry Najwa after his term is over.

"I go to work first" Azam said.

"Yes" said Mala.

Azam went into his room, he picked up a briefcase and went out again. Mala waited for her and prepared to take her husband to work.

"You take care of yourself at home" Azam said.

"Yes, um."

Mala shook her hand, without realizing Azam kissed her forehead. Mala was stunned, since she got married just this time she got a kiss from Azam.

But he was happy, waving his hand when Azam got into his car and immediately put it forward. Two months into their marriage, only two days apart from Azam and Arsyil.

Along the way Azam thought about his marriage to Mala. She is confused as to how she will talk to Mala, even though the girl knows about her contract marriage. But he registered his marriage at KUA, so if marry Najwa. Najwa's status was Siri's later wife.

"How was the wedding between her and Arsyil?" said Azam.

He also marginalized his carz was about to call Arsyil. For almost two months she did not contact her best friend and asked about her marriage, searched for Arsyil's contact number and contacted him.

Tuout.

Connected but not yet lifted. Azam was still patient, he kept contacting Arsyil.

"Ck, where is he. Have you been to the printing press?" azam looked at his phone.

He also once again contacted Arsyil, connected but not yet lifted.

"Whether he's in the printing press or still at his house" Azam said.

He also intends to go to the boarding house Arsyil, drive his car to the former boarding house Arsyil. He didn't know that Arsyil had moved out.

Tuout.

Azam heard his phone call, and he saw Arsyil's name there. He just answered it straight away.

"Wa alaikum salam, Zam. How's things?" ask Arsyil across the street.

"Thank God be good, are you alone?" tanya Azam wanted to know the situation of Arsyil and also Najwa.

"Alhamdulillah, I'm good. What's up?"

"Emm, how's Najwa?" ask Azam.

There was no answer, Arsyil silently did not answer. Azam was waiting for Arsyil's answer about his ex-wife.

"Jerile?"

"Oh yes, Najwa is also good. He's at home, I'm already at the printing press. What's the need?" arsyil asked like a heavy asked like that.

"I just asked Najwa if she was okay. And, you keep your own and remember that deal, right?" ask Azam.

"Yes, Zam. I remember."

"Thank God, I want to go to your boarding house."

"I've moved boarding, Zam. I contracted in the Indah Bahari housing complex" said Arsyil.

"Lho, you didn't tell me. Yes, I'm going to your complex house."

"But I'm at Zam's printing."

"There's nothing, Najwa is there?"

"Yeah, there is a. But ...."

"Okay, give me your home address. I'm just gonna stop by for a second, and I'm not taking Najwa. I know it's not time yet" Azam said.

"Yes okay. I'll chat you my home address" said Arsyil across the street.

"Thanks, Shil. L waited. Assalamu alaikum."

"Wa aleikum salam."

Click on!

Azam hung up his phone with Arsyil. He waited for a chat from Arsyil to send him his home address. And before long, the voice of the chat notification from Arsyil also rang. Azam immediately opened a chat message from Arsyil, he smiled.

Then he turned back the direction of his car to go to Arsyil's house. Azam was so happy that Arsyil gave his home address, he missed Najwa so much. Want to see it and talk for a while and then leave again, so Azam's intention.

But as the phone rings, Azam sees the name of his wife Nirmala calling him. Azam's forehead was wrinkled, why Mala contacted him.

"Hello?"

"Sorry Azam, this is bi Darsih. Mom collapsed in the living room. Can Azam go home?" ask Azam's maid.

"Why is he bi?" ask Azam to panic.

"Auntie does not know mas, it seems like mother is exhausted because it was finished cleaning the house" replied bi Darsih.

"Why did auntie let Mala clean the house?! Isn't that aunt's job?!"

"I'm sorry Azam, I forced you. But for a minute, I was going to take over my mom's job. Eh his mother even fell unconscious" said bi Darsih frightened with the tone of Azam's voice rising.

"Huh! Yes, I'm home now!" said Azam.

Click on!

Azam hangs up his phone, he drives his car to his house. He was worried about Mala, what was wrong with the girl. Why did he faint. On the way Azam was very worried, he was afraid Nirmala why-why. But as she remembered, only this time Mala fell unconscious. Never before.

"What does he feel?" azam continued to think.

The car continued to speed, he was not aware of his worries for his wife. As for Najwa himself, he had forgotten to come to Arsyil's rented house.

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