Loving Husband Interlude
77. Maya Apologizes

The age of Najwa's child has stepped on four months, and is active once talk. Even with baby language, the baby boy is still very active with his babbling. Making Najwa and Arsyil even more anxious.

What's more, Dila often went to the house of Arsyil and Najwa to play and hold her grandson who is increasingly adorable.

"Alief is very active, Najwa. Umi gets overwhelmed" said Umi Dila when she came to Najwa's house.

"Yes, despite being only four months old. But his body does not want to be silent, what else if in a cradle. He wants to be taken for a walk." said Najwa.

"Waah, yes. But if you are not carrying Alief, it feels like kangen deh" said Umi Dila.

"Hahah, indeed this Alief is very adorable and makes kangen. Every time you go home to play with Alief" Najwa said again.

Umi Dila smiled, she herself always felt awkward with her granddaughter. What else Arsyil as his father. He remembered the early marriage of Najwa and Arsyil, very unexpected and will not be as happy now. Having a child from Arsyil is a gift.

Not in the thought that they will live happily, Najwa and Arsyil who only know in ta'aruf only. Then married in the near future too, and now the two love each other and have children as a reinforcement of their relationship.

Najwa turned to look at his umya who was looking at him full of smiles.

"Umi why do smiles see me?" tanya Najwa changes the Alief pampers.

"Umi didn't expect you'd live this happy with your interlude husband just yet. I think you will still love Azam" said Umi Dila.

"Like what's been outlined, umi. Maybe this is my destiny with my brother, umi. But I am happy with my brother, he is very patient and considerate of me. That's why I admired his nature and sincerity, making me change the course of my love from Azam to my brother, umi" said Najwa.

"Yes, back again with destiny. For Allah will not place wrongs on good men. You are good Najwa, so God gives the best husband for you next" said Umi Dila.

"Yeah. I now understand more about the life lived, everything has been determined by the Above" said Najwa.

"Yes, I have a lot to be grateful for in this life. We are given a lot of fortune in any form, still we are grateful" said Umi Dila.

Najwa smiles, he gives Alief again to his um. And he himself will finish his work in the kitchen.

"What time is Najwa home?" ask umi Dila.

"Abang is going to the umi farm shop, so it may be a bit long to go home" replied Najwa.

"Yes long?"

"If the departure was from the garden, it means old umi. Why umi?" ask Najwa again.

"Umi wants to take her home if she comes home soon. But if long, umi order ojek online only" said umi Dila.

"Let me call brother first, umi."

"Yes. Just call."

Najwa took her cell phone, she called her husband. Shortly, the phone call was answered.

"Assalamu aleikum, bang."

"Wa alaikum greetings deck, what's up? Want some food?" ask Arsyil across the street.

"By, wrapin meatballs bang. Don't be spicy."

"Dear, if Umi wants to bring what?"

"Again's a long time?"

"Neither, any minute. It's already finished. Why the hell?" ask Arsyil.

"Umi asked to be delivered home. If you are still a long time, Umi want to go home by online motorcycle taxi, he said."

"Ooh, soon, baby. It wants to buy meatballs for adek, keep going straight home" said Arsyil again.

"Yes, umi came home with my brother if soon to go home anyway."

"Yes." Yeah."

Click on!

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On Sundays, Arsyil is always at home. He was deliberately on Sunday for his holiday at home playing with his son Alief, what else now the baby boy can already respond to his father's jokes.

Najwa is happy, if Sunday Arsyil helps him keep Alief at home. Besides she can freely do homework can also gather casually with her husband.

"Assalamu aleikum."

The sound of greeting from outside, Arsyil frowned. Like the voice of a woman, he looked at his wife.

"Who's that deck?" ask Arsyil.

"It's not like, try to look at it" said Arsyil.

"Yes bang."

Najwa went to the front door, wondering who was visiting during the day.

"Wa alaikum salam." replied Najwa after opening the door of the house.

The woman who gave the greeting smiled, nodding respectfully to Najwa. Najwa himself wondered, Who is this woman?

"Who are you looking for?" ask Najwa.

"I Maya mbak, want to meet with Mr. Arsyil." replied Maya.

Najwa was stunned, and he wondered why she was looking for her husband? Does her husband have a girl friend?

"Oh, what do you want?" najwa asked a little suspiciously.

"I'm sorry, but is Arsyil sir around?" ask Maya again.

"There is, but ..." Najwa's words hang.

"Who's deck?" asked Arsyil holding Alief close to his wife.

"Here, someone's looking for you bang. Maya's name." said Najwa.

Arsyil sees Maya, and Maya smiles kindly. Arsyil returns, but Najwa is upset with her husband's guest.

"Just go on deck, accompany him too" said Arsyil, who knew his wife was jealous of Maya.

Yes, Maya was Azam's secretary first. He came to Arsyil's house after less than one knew the incident of the printing fire.

Najwa said he invited Maya into the house. Taking her to the living room, she went to the kitchen to get a drink and carried it forward.

Arsyil was still silent, he was still busy calming his son Alief who was suddenly fussy.

"I'm sorry Maya, my son is fussy" Arsyil said.

"It's okay, sir, I'm also just for a moment" Maya said.

"Please Maya, drink it" said Najwa after he presented it at the table.

"Yes, thank you, ma'am."

"Oh yeah, what's the need Maya came to see my husband?" tanya Najwa represents her husband who is busy calming his son.

Maya glances at Arsyil, actually he is not good if he has to talk to Najwa his wife. But apparently Arsyil understood the Maya glance.

"Tell me, Maya. My wife also needs to know" said Arsyil.

Maya smiles stiffly, though Arsyil himself doesn't know why Maya came to see him. It was so strange, and from where he knew his home.

"Sorry before, Mr. Arsyil, mbak too. I was the secretary of Mr. Azam, who once told people to burn the printing of Mr. Arsyil for the land. I mean I'm here to apologize to Mr. Arsyil who burned down the printing press, I was totally wrong. Fortunately Mr. Azam was very good to guarantee I was not in prison, but the condition must apologize to Mr. Arsyil" said Maya.

Najwa is silent, and now he understands who Maya is and what her goal is. Arsyil was also silent, it turns out Azam did good too even though Maya was wrong because the burning that was affected was his company and his good name.

"Will Mr Arsyil forgive me? Otherwise, I'll feel guilty for you sir" Maya said.

"Sorry Maya, everything has passed. Ma'am Maya came here to apologize to my husband that's good too" Najwa said.

"Mbak Maya did not think so, Azam also told me. And I've forgiven you for a long time, so don't think about it and let it go again" Arsyil said.

"Thank you Mr. Arsyil, I'm really sorry to do that. If it wasn't for Azam and you good Mr. Arsyil, maybe I would still be in prison" Maya said.

"Don't think about it, I've forgiven him" Arsyil said.

"Thank you, Mr. Arsyil, I'm only here for a moment. And I've been waiting, because all of you stopped by. Remember the address Mr. Azam gave me." Maya said again.

Arsyil and Najwa smiled, now Maya was saying goodbye because she was indeed waiting by her husband in front.

Najwa was relieved, it turns out that the woman was the one who told to burn her husband's printing press and apologize directly to Arsyil.

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