Loving Husband Interlude
35. Two Hearts That Are Pangs

Arsyil chatted with Mr. Sanip about his father's problems, whether the debt he had borrowed or the transportation about his father, Mr. Marwan.

"Know Mr. Marwan does not have debt with anyone. There's even a Mr. Jarot once owed your father a debt, but yesterday I didn't see him coming to your house. There's only your wife, didn't she say anything?" ask Mr. Sanip.

"No sir, I don't know which wife she is" Arsyil said.

"Ah yes, you will collect it" said Mr. Sanip.

"If it's not too big, don't sir. Just let me do the father's practice, I see Mr. Jarot his life is no better than father's." said Arsyil again.

"But at least he came to Mr. Marwan's funeral."

"It's okay sir. Maybe he's wading."

"Yes, that's right."

"In that case, I say goodbye, sir. It's noon, afraid that at home looking for too long gone" said Arsyil.

"Oh yes son Arsyil, I'm curious. Emm, what's in Marwan's house. You mean, the woman that Arsyil wants to bring is his wife, Nak Arsyil? You see, Mr. Marwan once told me that son Arsyil actually already had a wife. It's just that it must be hidden." said Mr. Sanip dispel his curiosity with Najwa.

"Yes sir, but soon not my wife. Did you tell me a lot of my problems?" ask Arsyil.

"There are some, because you didn't notice. Hehehe, sorry father."

"No problem, that means Mr. Sanip knows about my story from my father. And later in the afternoon I have to go home, the day after tomorrow maybe I go back to my father's house" said Arsyil.

"Yes, and may Arsyil have true happiness. I pray that Arsyil will get a real soul mate" said Mr. Sanip

"Aamiin mr. Sanip. Thank you, then excuse me to go home first" said Arsyil.

"Yes son Arsyil, don't worry about your father's problems."

"Yes sir, assalamualaikum."

"Wa Alaikum salam."

Arsyil also left the house of Mr. Sanip, the old man stared at the departure of the son of his quiet neighbor. He knows Mr. Marwan's son is not doing well. Either because it feels very heavy because of living by his father, or there are other problems. But Mr. Sanip can only pray for him.

Arsyil walked slowly to his father's house. He thought after returning Najwa tomorrow to his brother's house, he would settle in his father's house for a while to relieve his sadness of parting with his wife.

Seen by Najwa standing at the door agitated, Arsyil knew his wife was waiting for him to come home. Najwa saw her husband coming home looking happy, she greeted Arsyil and smiled at him.

"Bang, I'm really worried about my brother" said Najwa to her husband.

"Worry why the deck?" ask Arsyil.

"Fear my brother is sad and does not return home." replied Najwa lowered his head.

"Don't leave you at dad's house alone, deck. We'll be home in the afternoon." said Arsyil.

Najwa smiled stiffly, for some reason now she felt that Arsyil was different from usual. Is it because time is running out soon?

Or because it was sad to die his father-in-law.

"Did I make food, did you eat?" Najwa.

"Later on deck, my brother wasn't hungry" Arsyil said.

"When is your brother hungry?" ask Najwa.

"Either deck, brother is not hungry at the moment. Adek if hungry eat first." said Arsyil again.

"But she wants to be with her brother" said Najwa looking at her husband.

Arsyil was silent, he then smiled and nodded. They entered the house, Arsyil planned to sleep for a while and then clean up his father's belongings. After that he would take Najwa back to their contract

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He looked agitated as well, it seemed like Arsyil was going to talk something very important. Whether this afternoon or tonight, Najwa is afraid of himself.

He cooked food for dinner, though his heart was agitated. Arsyil has come out of the bathroom after feeling sticky and tired of his heart and mind. He glanced at his wife who was cooking while dreamy.

"Dec, are you cooking?" ask Arsyil.

"Yes bang, make dinner." replied Najwa.

"Just order the deck, you're tired for sure" Arsyil said.

"Neverything bang, this I do for brother really."

"Yes, but you have no appetite."

Najwa stopped her activities, she looked at her husband and continued her activities again.

"If you don't want to eat delicious food, there is nothing bang. Don't tell me to stop serving my husband" Najwa said, upset by her husband's words.

"Abang just do not want to be tired" said weak Arsyil.

"Don't worry, adek is still strong. What you have to strengthen is your own brother, do not feel strong if you can not hold it. Why didn't you just tell Azam to suspend the treaty?" ask Najwa.

Arsyil was silent, he looked at his wife who was busy slicing tempeh. He wondered why Najwa knew of his confused heart, but he walked away from Najwa.

"A promise is a promise of the deck, it cannot be denied. You can't delay what should be a necessity" Arsyil said.

Najwa stopped cutting the temple, she shed her tears. If it is like that, then he will make his own decision.

Najwa then poured wheat flour and gave salt and flavoring. He'll fry the flour tempeh and make a kale stir-fry. Najwa's tears were still dripping, she rubbed her still wet cheeks as her tears did not stop shedding tears.

The voice of azan magrib was reverberating, Najwa immediately took a bath and he rushed the three rakaat obligatory prayers. Ask for directions so that all are given the path that should be passed. Even though there will be hurt, is not a web of sacrifice must be done for happiness.

Long Arsyil and Najwa stayed in their rooms, and Najwa wanted to give strength to Arshil. But the man did not want himself to be involved in his grief, while Arsyil did not know that Najwa also felt sad and hurt by their current situation.

But now that Arsyil is out of his room, he intends to have dinner with his wife one last time. Appreciate Najwa's efforts.

"Sir, are you finished praying?" arsyil asked at the door of Najwa's room.

The door opened, and Najwa was still using the face. On her cheeks, wet from crying, Najwa looked down.

"What's the bang?"

"Who's hungry, can you prepare a meal?" ask Arsyil.

"Yes bang, just a moment ago his face."

"Yes, I'm waiting at the dinner table."

Najwa goes into his room and Arsyil heads to the kitchen for dinner, though he is not very hungry and his appetite is not there either. But he wants to respect his wife and also wants to talk about his plans tomorrow.

Najwa approaches Arsyil, she opens the hood and takes on the role of a plate for her husband and herself. She took the rice and ri put it on the plate, only then sat in front of her husband.

Arsyil took the flour tempeh, Najwa took the kale stir fry. They ate in silence, still thinking about what they would talk about after they finished eating it.

"Daddy, brother wants to talk."

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