Loving Husband Interlude
54. Reception

Arsyil and Najwa return to the house of Mr. Marwan who now belongs to Arsyil. They cleaned up Arsyil's belongings to stay temporarily at his house ahead of their reception at the pesantren foundation.

"Dec, if Azam is told you good, right?" ask Arsyil.

"Neither do it, let it be. He knew anyway that I was going to be back with my brother" said Najwa.

"But she didn't know we were getting married again. Should we be invited?" ask Arsyil.

"It's up to you, but you will be angry with your brother" said Najwa slightly sulking.

She does not want Azam will be angry at her husband, later Arsyil will feel guilty to her.

"Yes, my brother did not tell Azam if he did not want to" said Arsyil.

Najwa is silent, she sees her husband as feeling wrong. Najwa knows Azam is her husband's best friend, somehow Arsyil and Azam are best friends.

When she married Azam, Najwa did not know that Arshil was Azam's best friend, whether her husband had not come to her marriage to Azam.

"Bang, I was married to Mas Azam. Adek kok never knew brother was a friend of Azam mas. Did you not invite me to Azam at that time?" ask Najwa.

"Invited, but brother's out of town. My brother is still in college and is busy, so he can't come. After only three years, my brother returned to the city and opened a book printing and invitation. Azam helped brother in his capital, yes almost fifty percent" replied Arsyil.

"So, the printing was the capital of Azam and his brother?" ask Najwa.

"Yes, but bigger brother. Because we are friends, he invests in brother printing and the results are also every month transfer brother. Two months ago he said he did not need to transfer the profits, but his brother sent every month. Because it's a mutual benefit, you don't want it even though Azam refused it" said Arsyil.

"What guarantee in love with Azam when I want to be my interlude husband bang?"

"Why ask that?" arsyil asked, astonished by Najwa's question.

"Guard wants to know bang. Adek does not want brother constantly not tasty same mas Azam because many return the same brother. So sacrifice your own happiness." said Najwa.

Arsyil took a deep breath, he looked at his old wife. Then smiling, he approached Najwa sitting in front of him.

"Keeping the friendship was good deck, although it was sometimes very unusual Azam's request. But I am so grateful to introduce my brother, my wife now and forever. Adek do not worry, brother will take care of adek, protect adek and love adek forever" said Arsyil reassured his wife.

Najwa smiled, but she still felt uneasy. Because he was afraid that Azam had not completely given up on himself and Arsyil.

"What do you say is that because there's a fetus in the belly?" ask Najwa.

"At first yes, but after my brother realized that love must be fought for. What else the path is also there, so brother maintains the adek because brother loves adek. What's more there's a big brother in this fat belly" said Arsyil holding Najwa's stomach that began to bulge.

Najwa smiled happily, she was greatly relieved by Arsyil's reply. She embraced her husband, very peaceful she felt.

Arsyil kissed Najwa's head, he was really happy. He knew his wife was worried about him giving up. But he won't be like that, he'll tell Azam later that he's back with Najwa.

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The reception at the Pesantren cottage foundation was very lively. The event was simple, but all seemed enthusiastic about the marriage of Najwa and Arsyil. Many teachers and students were curious as to who would marry Najwa, a beautiful and beautiful widow.

"Waah, the bride is beautiful and handsome. Luckily, Najwa's ustadzah married twice but can be a handsome husband all. Where did the ustadzah find her, how could such a handsome husband?" ask one of the teachers and ustadzah at the boarding school.

"Yes, I was single from the past have not met that one" said the others.

"Listen-heard that was her ex-husband's friend first. But now it's different. More simple and friendly it looks." said the other.

They looked envious when they saw Najwa hanging out at the table with the friendly and gentle Arsyil.

"Ustadzah Najwa is married again, will he teach again in pesantren?"

"He said he didn't, he wanted to follow his husband. It's a pity, even though teaching is really good. Adem." said another santri.

Umi and Abah seemed to smile at the words of the students about their children. What's more, he's very happy because Najwa likes him a lot. But they don't know what upheaval their children face in their lives.

Meanwhile, Azam was visibly angry when Arsyil told him in a short message that he was going to have another wedding with Najwa. He was upset with his best friend, why Arsyil had to come back with his ex-wife.

"Huh, I've been patiently waiting for Najwa to come back to me again. Why are they having a wedding reception?" said Azam.

He was in his office room, upset, disappointed, angry and jealous so one made Azam no longer concentrate on working. Maya, her secretary also wondered why her boss was just careless in her room.

Azam was still in his room until lunch time was over. It just so happened that today there was no meeting of any kind or any clients coming to his office.

Maya enters Azam's room, asking if she wants food for him.

"Sir Azam, do you want to order food?" ask Maya.

"No, I'm not hungry yet" Azam replied.

"Good sir."

"Oh yes Maya, I want to go out and go straight home. If anything matters call me, I need to attend a friend's wedding" Azam said, taking his suit and immediately stepping away.

"Yes, Azam."

Azam came out of his room followed by Maya. He walked away from his secretary. He would go to Najwa's house, wanting to know what kind of marriage was held by abah and umi. Was the same as his marriage to Arsyil.

Along the way Azam lamented his regret, why he introduced Arsyil to Najwa.

"I'm sorry about the Arsyil I introduced to Najwa. Didn't think they'd like each other, heh. It's a bitch." Azam said.

He turned his car towards the house of abah and umi, but he did not see any crowds in the house. It just looks lonely.

"Sir, sorry to ask. Where's Ubay's son's wedding?" azam asked as she asked the passers-by.

"Ooh, the recipe is in yayaaan pesantren mas. It's a lot of people there, are you invited?"

"Yes. Thank you sir."

"Yes, you're welcome."

Azam also stepped away to the pesantren foundation which was not far from the house. It only runs two hundred meters from the pesantren gate. He saw a lot of santri traffic and other invitations.

Azam saw in a mosque and a field near the mosque there was a guarantee. He saw Najwa and Arsyil were greeting the invited guests. Azam took a rough breath, his heart was completely jealous.

He did not go inside to greet or congratulate the two brides, but instead left again in an uncertain state of heart.

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