Loving Husband Interlude
48. Adek Hindu Bang ...

The second day Najwa came back to Arsyil's rented house. It was still the same as yesterday, until he came home intentionally longer than yesterday. At eight he just came home, he prayed at the mosque down the street.

"Are you still late?" muttered Najwa holding his lunch box.

His heart was really looking forward to meeting with Arsyil. She misses Arsyil's gentle and earthy figure, always helping her with homework and being very affectionate.

Suddenly Najwa sobbed, he was still sitting on the porch seat of the house. Wiping her tears that were almost dripping, her heart was sad and disappointed yet to meet Arsyil.

Eight o'clock in the evening he finally came home too. He felt disappointed twice came not to meet Arsyil, Najwa's mind was far away everywhere.

But then he remembered his father-in-law's house. Does he live in his father's house?

"Aah right, you must be staying at my father's house" said Najwa cheerfully again.

Finally he went home first, he will come to Arsyil's father's house at the same time. Because of course Arsyil is in the printing press if it's time to work. He'll come with the lunchbox as usual.

His smile expands when his mind begins to be mastered feelings of longing and can not wait to meet Arsyil.

Najwa returns home, and tomorrow he will go to his father's house. Still with a feeling full of hope he will meet with Arsyil, his heart is still dusty.

He had already booked a taxi online, laying his back on the car seat. Feeling tired and eyes like berkunang, even though he just sat in a chair in front of the rented house.

Close his eyes, his hand still holding the lunch box which had not been separated from his hand since. Najwa opened his eyes, looking at the lunchbox in his hand.

Opening the lid, the smell of the side dish lingered on Najwa's nose. Suddenly he wanted to eat the dish, his hand took one squid cook soy sauce and ate it. It turned out to be delicious as well as in the taste of Najwa, he also ate again until it did not feel the squid was exhausted without eating with rice.

"Mom, it's here" said the taxi driver.

"Eh, is it here?"

"Yes mom."

Najwa took the money in his wallet and handed it to the taxi driver. After handing over the taxi fare, Najwa got out of the car and immediately stepped inside his house.

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"Umi, I used to go!" said Najwa to greet his umi hand.

"Say Arsyil wasn't in the contract, would you wait for him there?" ask umi Dila.

"Ngga umi, but to her father's house. It must have been there" replied Najwa.

"Why are you thinking now?"

"I think my brother is still there umi, so I wait in the rented house" said Najwa.

"Yes, good luck. And get what you want." said Umi Dila.

"Amiin umi, thank you. I wish I could meet my brother first, umi." said Najwa.

He then left his uminya, as usual he brought a lunchbox for Arsyil. Soon he got on an online motorcycle after the taxi stopped in front of his house.

In accordance with the goals already in the message on the application, Najwa feels today is his luck will meet with Arsyil. His heart pounded and his smile expanded, although it was still a long way to go to Mr. Marwan's house.

Najwa's mood was happy because she was about to meet Arsyil. I want it to feel like he's kicking, but embarrassed if that's what he's doing along the road to Mr. Marwan's house. And finally the trip also arrived in front of Mr. Marwan's house.

Seeming deserted by the modest house, Najwa got off the motorbike and paid the fare. He stepped towards the house, as usual he would wait for Arsyil to come home. Sit on the terrace chair staring around the street.

There were some neighbors of Mr. Marwan's house who were astonished at Najwa sitting on the terrace. And there were also mothers who approached Najwa, asking what needs.

"Bak, find Arsyil's mas?" ask the mothers.

"Yes ma'am." replied Najwa.

"Yes ma'am, I know" said Najwa.

"So you want to wait?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Old to mbak."

"That's nothing, I'm waiting here." replied Najwa with a friendly smile.

"Yes already, later if until magrib has not yet come mass Arsyilnya. Ma'am can come to my house to pray magrib yes, my house is next to Mr. Marwan's house" said the mothers.

"Yes ma'am, thank you." said Najwa again.

She smiled and left again. Najwa nodded, she sat quietly. Glancing at the watch in his hand, it was still five in the afternoon. He hopes Arsyil will be here soon.

Until the days of Magrib, Arsyil had not yet appeared. As the minutes grew, Najwa grew more anxious and anxious. Will it be the same, he will fail to meet with Arsyil. Najwa took a deep breath, she was still patiently waiting.

"I have to pray first, the mother had told her house next to the house brother. I want to join the magrib prayer first, after I'm done waiting here again" said Najwa.

He also moved from his seat, went to the house the mother had greeted him. He will pray and pray that today he may meet with Arsyil.

Najwa knocked on the door, she looked at the mother earlier and smiled. He spoke briefly for permission to pray at his home. Najwa was told to go in and immediately take water ablution, he did not want to linger to chat. Just join the prayer and go directly to the house of Arsyil.

"What a hurry, madam?"

"Yes, I'm afraid of the night. If brother, sorry bang Arsyil come home tonight I can go home first. Tomorrow we can come again" said Najwa.

"It's so important that you have to wait until this night?" ask the mother.

"It's not important, ma'am, but it's important."

Najwa said he left the lunchbox at the front desk. He walked quickly to the courtyard of Mr. Marwan's house, sat down again. He took a deep breath, still patiently waiting for Arsyil to come home.

Najwa's stomach feels hungry, she wants to eat. But still waiting for Arsyil to come home.

"I'm hungry, but it's my brother's responsibility to come home. It's already half seven. Is he gonna be late?" najwa glanced at the watch in her hand.

Tired, hungry and disappointed in the heart made him feel weak. His heart was truly sad, for the third time not to have also met Arsyil.

Just now that he was feeling sad, a motorbike entered the yard of Mr. Marwan's house. Najwa looked up, his heart quivering at the sound and the shape of the motor stopped in front of the courtyard. He looked at the man who was still wearing the helmet, his smile expanding.

"Abang." murmured Najwa longing.

Arsyil took off his helmet, he turned his head towards Najwa. He was shocked to see the woman he had returned to his old house. His eyes collided with Najwa, lama. His body stiffened to see his ex-wife in front of him.

Upon awakening, he approached Najwa. Taking a deep breath and looking down, he looked at Najwa again.

"Adek came here? What's up?" asked Arsyil in a soft voice.

"Guild miss bang."

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