Loving Husband Interlude
79. The Same Intentions

Arsyil is preparing to go to the garden, this Saturday he indeed left for the garden for the harvest and after that will be sent to the restaurant where to accommodate the vegetables he harvested.

"Will you go early in the morning?" tanya Najwa provides coffee for her husband.

"Yes deck, today you want to pick vegetables. And the afternoon goes straight to the restaurant, do not have to cook. Later you will bring rice paddies home." said Arsyil.

"Yes, nothing. But if long anyway, adek mending eat first bang. Kan asi quickly runs out with Alief, so you get hungry quickly" said Najwa.

"Yes, eating first is also nothing" said Arsyil.

He had prepared all his tools, assisted by two of his neighbors for harvest. Arsenic can save time.

"Oh yeah bang, make it go tomorrow?" ask Najwa.

"So baby, come back tomorrow for a walk. Brother has never been the same way and Alief to the mall" said Arsyil.

"Yes, tomorrow it has to be done all the work at home."

"Yes, brother left first deck. Alief's sleeping, right?"

"Yes, let it go. Before dawn he was literate." said Najwa.

She kissed her husband, Arsyil kissed his wife on the forehead and immediately went to the garden to harvest vegetables.

After her husband left, Najwa entered the house again. Like most housewives, she will do all the housework while her child sleeps peacefully.

Washing clothes, cooking and ironing clothes that were washed yesterday. Everything is done while the child sleeps, so if the child wakes up and invites him to play he will calm down because his work is finished before Alief wakes up.

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Najwa and Arsyil prepare to go to Azam's house this Sunday. Arsyil deliberately did not tell first because it was for a surprise for his best friend, beside Najwa also did not matter if he had to come back to Azam's house after almost two years.

"Don't you tell Azam if you want to come?" ask Najwa.

"Ngga, let it be. Let him be surprised we've come three." replied Arsyil.

Najwa is silent, he is giving Alief fruit food. She is now MPasi, so Najwa must bring her child's companion food so as not to starve if it is time to eat.

They were waiting for an online taxi car that they had accidentally booked through the app. Before long, their ordered car arrived. Arsyil opened the car door for his wife, carrying a bag containing Alief's equipment.

The car drove to the address, in a happy mood. Arsyil smiled, he held his son who began to cry from the shock of riding in the car for the first time.

Usually Arsyil and Najwa take her on a motorcycle, so the baby is surprised. But before long, the six-month-old baby boy was silent after being carried by Arsyil.

"Hemm, you want to be carried by papa ya." said Arsyil kissed his son.

"Chacha."

"Hahah, very anxious papa would be. You are smart. Cup." said Arsyil.

"After Azam's mas house, where are you going to bang?" tanya Najwa prepared milk in a bottle and then gave it to Arsyil to drink to his son.

"Yes, are we going to the mall?" ask Arsyil.

"May, but it doesn't bother" said Najwa.

"Ngga, let the brother who carried Alief and bring his bag too. If you are bothered and tired, brother who brought change." said Arsyil.

"Yes, later all buy clothes Alief yes. Because the clothes are already on the Ecclesiasticality, his son is fast big. His shirt was just his stomach" said Najwa.

"Yes, since the baby hasn't bought any more clothes. Many of the umi and abah are in use."

"Yes, we bought a few sets for Alief" Najwa said.

"Make you also deck, brother see your clothes are already on dull color.you also buy some clothes yes" said Arsyil.

"Ngga need to bang, be adek at home just like Alief. Make what new clothes" said Najwa.

"Yes nothing, my brother also wants to buy clothes for adek. Brother there is a profit from selling bigger vegetables, so adek want to buy a new shirt or veil is also not a problem" said Arsyil again.

"Totally bang?" ask Najwa sumringah.

"Dear, it's after Azam's house we go for a walk to the mall."

"OK." replied Najwa happily.

She smiled, her husband was also happy with his wife who was so happy to go to the mall and buy clothes.

The taxi driver looked at the two from the rear view mirror in front and smiled. He was happy to see the harmony of the two husbands and wives, it felt simple but it looked warm.

Before long, the car stopped in front of Azam's house. It looked lonely from the outside, but as usual there was a security guard in front of the gate. Arsyil and Najwa get out of the taxi, Najwa's husband pays the fare according to the fare.

Then the two went to the small gate and saw if there was a security guard inside. Arsyil knocked on the gate several times, but no security guards showed up.

"No security guards, where are you?" arsyil said astonished.

He looked inside through the door slit, at the door hook and pushed it. He entered, and there was no security guard in his post.

"Neverything, maybe Azam is inside. The rearguard is possible" Arsyil said.

As they stepped forward to the door, Najwa remembered the house with many memories. He looked at the flower garden in front, still neat and well-groomed. Maybe Azam's wife took good care of him, so Najwa thought.

Arsyil and Najwa were at the door, pressing the bell and greeting. Najwa looked at Azam's car garage, there were no cars parked there.

"Bang, I guess Azam's mas isn't home. The car was not there ", said Najwa.

Arsyil turned his head towards the car garage, and indeed there was no Azam car. The door opened, looking bi Darsih out. He was surprised to see Najwa and Arsyil standing up.

"Well, how is Najwa?" tanya bi Darsih greeted Najwa.

"Alhamdulillah good bi Darsih" replied Najwa with a happy smile.

"Auntie was surprised that Najwa was here" said bi Darsih again.

"Yes, this is a bang Arsyil wants to see Azam mas. Is there a bi?" ask Najwa.

"So he came out half an hour ago, not knowing where to go. Mom used to tell stories, but like Azam didn't say where to go" said bi Darsih.

"Ooh, so yeah."

"Yes, go in yuk ma'am. It's been a long time since Najwa hasn't been here."

"Kan is not my home anymore bi" said Najwa.

"Oh yeah, sorry mbak. Aunt forgot, heheh. It's so nice to see my aunt Najwa again" said bi Darsih.

Najwa smiled, looking at her husband who had been silent since. Suddenly Arsyil's phone rang, he took his phone and saw who was calling.

"Assalamu aleikum."

"Wa alaikum salam, Shil are you out?" ask someone who is none other than Azam.

"Yes, I am in your house" said Arsyil.

"God, I am also in front of your house."

"What?! Oh, my God, hahah!"

"Huhah! We're as thought it turns out. How then? Where do we meet?"

"Hemm, the plan is for me and Najwa to take a walk to the mall. Want to buy something after coming home from your house, uh you're in my house too."

"Then, do we meet at the mall?"

"Byeah, I'm with Najwa straight there."

"Okay, we'll see you at the mall. The road is the same, no problem. Huhah!".

"Yes yes, all right. Assalamu alaikum."

"Wa aleikum salam"

Click on!

Arsyil hangs up his phone, he smiles funny why it happened the same way. Najwa saw her husband smiling to himself so astonished.

"Who's bang?" ask Najwa.

"Azam, he was at our house deck. Want to greet you too, hahah." said Arsyil.

"Geez, how's the plan going?" ask Najwa.

"We met at the mall, he said he also went for a walk. It's nothing, is it?" ask Arsyil.

"Yes, nothing. We go straight there."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Bi Darsih, let's just go. We meet you with Azam mas in the mall he said." said Najwa.

"Oh yes mbak, Mala ma'am also like to be happy to meet with Najwa's mother" said bi Darsih.

"Yes bi, we say goodbye first. Assalamu alaikum."

"Wa aleikum salam."

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