Loving Husband Interlude
43. Lunch Outside

Najwa was very lazy at this time, the Sunday that Azam was waiting for. It makes Najwa reluctant to meet, but he has to talk to Azam. He told his ex-husband everything, even though his heart refused.

"I miss my brother." said Najwa.

He wanted to call Arsyil, but he couldn't. Can only cry out. Najwa is in love with Arsyil. A short meeting and getting married and getting closer when two months more.

For Najwa it is very implied on the appeal of five years together with Azam. Somehow the love for Azam was lost instantly, replaced by a simple and polite figure.

Tok to tok.

The sound of knocking on the door from outside, Najwa saw the clock on his desk. Already showed at eleven o'clock in the afternoon, it means that Azam had come to see him. Inevitably he would meet Azam and talk to him, of course Najwa would speak carefully.

Even so, he would still say it in a subtle and polite manner. Because he knows what Azam's character is.

Najwa got up from her seat, she stepped towards the door and opened it. This time it was his brother who was standing in front of the door of his room.

"What's the bah?" ask Najwa.

"What are you doing?" ask brother.

"Just sit around." replied Najwa.

"But you're not sick, are you?"

"Don't you ask that?"

"Yes, who knows you're suddenly sick. Yesterday the time Azam came you suddenly got dizzy, you did not want you to be paranoid to meet Azam" said his brother with a joking smile.

"So this, yesterday it was indeed a dizzy head. Besides, I'm tired of taking care of Lula's marriage" said Najwa.

"If now?"

"God does not bah."

"Then meet Azam in front" said Abah.

"Yes bah." replied Najwa smiling.

"Oh yes, according to you if you talk seriously better find a comfortable place. Abah is afraid you are not comfortable with the state of the house" said Abah again.

"Yes bah."

"Yes, quickly you meet Azam first. Abah to depam first." said abah.

"Yes bah."

Abah went out from before Najwa, she took a breath and she closed the door. He sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at what he would say to Azam.

After that he got up and took his instant veil, immediately came out of his room to meet Azam in front. He saw Azam looking neat talking with his brother and uminya.

Najwa's face was seen smiling faintly when Azam saw him. The man was very happy to see Najwa coming, his longing feeling for Najwa was really what he got at the moment despite only seeing Najwa now.

Najwa sat next to his uminya, abah and umi looked at him who was looking down. Azam did not lose his sight, but when you knew it and cleared your throat. Azam looked down because he was ashamed to know.

"Yes, you need to talk. Umi just went to the back first" said abah.

He got up from his seat, followed by Umi Dila. They left Najwa and Azam who were still silent to each other.

There was a feeling of unease for Najwa when Azam looked back at him again. He snorted softly, glancing at Azam.

"How's the deck doing?" ask Azam.

"God is good." replied Najwa.

"Yesterday you said you were sick, you came here" Azam said.

"Just tired, you need to rest. You see, from Lula's wedding, I haven't had a break at all" Najwa said.

"Oh yeah, Lula Roni's uncle's son?" ask Azam.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Well, he's grown up. And married, I was a teenager when I came to Roni's uncle's house" Azam said.

Najwa was silent, he was lazy to respond to Azam's words that remember the past when they were newlyweds. At that time he came to visit his uncle's house and even Azam was very fond of talking to Lula, his cousin.

"Speak what mas?" ask Najwa.

"Emm, you already know you should. Arsyil said you divorced him, so you are free to be preached again the same mas." said Azam.

Najwa was silent, she took a deep breath. Glancing at the clock on the wall, took the initiative to go eat outside. Azam was still waiting for Najwa's response.

"Sir."

"Mas, I need a comfortable space to talk about a serious matter like this" Najwa said.

"meaning?"

"We just talk outside, maybe where to go" Najwa said.

"Well, that's a good deck idea. Well, then, we can go on a date. Heheh." said Az excitedly.

Najwa shut up, this is the last time he came out with Azam. And he will cut off Azam's hopes for her.

"I'll change clothes for a minute."

"Yes, old but beautiful and also no deck" Azam said excitedly.

Najwa was silent, he got up from his seat and stepped away from Azam who seemed happy to be leaving with Najwa.

Azam waited for Najwa to change his clothes. His face was also not polished anything, because it was deliberately Najwa not dressed up. After all, she was lazy to dress up.

"We where are you going on deck?" ask Azam.

"It's up to you, but don't go too far" said Najwa.

"Okay, let's go to the restaurant. It's time for lunch too. I'm hungry on the deck" Azam said.

"Yes, it's up to Azam" said Najwa.

Najwa stepped first, followed by Azam behind him. They get into Azam's latest car, Azam opens the door for Najwa. But Najwa refused, feeling Azam was taking his heart to do the little thing.

But Najwa did not have the slightest bit of heart to switch, she was still thinking about how to talk to Azam but in a relaxed and unscrupulous mood to her ex-husband.

As the car drove by, Azam looked for a nearby restaurant that was not simple. Because he wanted to take Najwa to a nice restaurant to chat too. Until they are in an oriental restaurant, Najwa himself does not matter because it looks there plastered halal writing on his doorstep.

"Is there anything we can eat here?" ask Azam.

"With nothing, at the door there is halal writing, right?"

"Yes, that's why I brought you here because it's halal, after all, here the place is good" said Azam.

They entered, immediately greeted by officers who were assigned to welcome guests who came to eat. They were escorted to one of the last tables, because Azam asked for it.

"We are here on deck, the place is comfortable" Azam said.

"Hem."

Najwa sits down first, he doesn't want Azam to help him like he did in those movies. Romantic things like that were often done Azam to him, but this time Najwa always rejected it.

Azam was sitting in front of Najwa. The waiter came to give the book a catalog and handed it to Azam.

They chose simple food, while Najwa followed what Azam ordered.

"The place is good on the deck" Azam said.

"Yes." Najwa answered briefly.

Again, both are silent. Najwa was still thinking whether he was talking straight away or waiting for Azam to speak first. He glanced at Azam who was playing a mobile phone, busy as it seemed.

Najwa took a deep breath, whether he was sending the same message who Azam was. Did he send a message to someone he missed?

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