Loving Husband Interlude
09. Arsyil's Decision

Five days Arsyil had asked for directions, he seemed sure to accept Azam's request. He had a dream at night, that there was a hooded girl with no visible face approaching him. Pulling his hand and a smile on his lips.

Arsyil had wanted to open the veil that covered the face, but he got up and sat on the edge of his bed. He thought right then and there that his heart was full of confidence to accept Azam's request.

"Alright Zam, maybe it's my destiny to marry your ex-wife. And maybe God has other plans for me." murmured Arsyil.

He glanced at the clock on the side table of his dip, showing it at four in the morning. Get up from his seat and immediately take ablution water for prayer. Before entering dawn, Arsyil took the time to read the Qur'an so that his heart was completely sure of his decision.

Only Arsyil thinks about how he told his father about his plans to get married. Of course, his father was very happy with his son Arsyil's plan, he had several times he told his son to get married.

But it always failed, so his father gave it to his son the problem of a mate. And Arsyil again confused, whether his father will accept with a woman who will marry him only limited to a contract. What else is a widow, the widow of her former best friend again.

"Do I refuse?" arsyil Gumam.

He still went back and forth to accept Azam's request. Although he was already convinced by his wisdom that the former Azam was his soul mate. What about his father?

Arsyil got in his car, he had to go home to his father's house. Telling him what he was thinking about Azam's request, he currently wanted approval from his father. There are still two days to give his decision to agree with Azam's request.

His father was a wise man, so he asked his father for advice before deciding.

Tuout.

Arsyil's phone rang, he took his phone from his bag. Seen on the screen was the name Azam, Arsyil a little upset why Azam was impatient with the time that soon arrived.

"Why is he such a terror anyway, call on just to ask my decision. Is one week too long?" arsyil still ignored Azam's call.

But his phone still rang, until he made it silent so as not to be heard in his ear.

Arsyil's car entered the courtyard of his father's modest house, he saw the door closed tightly. Meaning his father may be away, because his motorbike is not visible in front of the yard. Because the fact that his father is there, his motorbike must be in front of the house.

Arsyil got out of his car, he stepped towards the porch of the house. Sitting in front of him while staring at the not so crowded streets. Arsyil's father's house is not big, and it is deliberately not so big because of his life.

Arsyil told his father to remarry after his mother died two years ago. But his father didn't want to, he said he wanted to live alone. Want to be faithful to his late wife, and wait for the house he bought from his own sweat for the rest of his life in the house.

It is precisely Arsyil who is always told to continue to be married by his father, but fate and soul mate has not been on his side. Arsyil wants to live with his father, but his printing office is far from his father's house. Although there was a car that he bought for office inventory, but he could not use it at will.

Only this time he used it because he wanted to use the car, even though the car was not as good as Azam's.

The roar of the motor enters the courtyard of his father Arsyil, pa Marwan. He saw a car and on the terrace his son was sitting smiling looking at him. Stand over to Mr. Marwan.

"Assalamu aleikum yah." said Arsyil salute his father.

"Wa alaikum salam Shil. You alone?" ask father.

"If you have a wife, you must come with a wife. Heheh." said Arsyil jokingly.

"Oh yeah. Heheh. Yes, go inside" said pa Marwan.

Arsyil followed his father into the house, he went into the kitchen to get drinking water because since on the road he was very thirsty. Mr. Marwan put the package on the dining table, he saw his son was drinking from thirst.

"Are you thirsty?" ask Mr. Marwan.

"Do you need to be with me, Syil?" ask father.

"Well, I want to talk to you" said Arsyil.

"About what?" ask Mr. Marwan.

"Sit in front of me well, it's not good to talk while standing. Heheh."

"You are, yes you are. I want to pray first, you if you want to eat father has cooked rice and side dishes I just bought earlier" said Mr. Marwan.

"Yes, well, later" said Arsyil.

Mr. Marwan went to the bathroom, while Azam went to the living room. His phone went off again, and of course Arsyil knew who was calling him. Finally he was not good if he had to ignore Azam's phone, he answered.

"Assalamu aleikum, Zam."

"Wa aleikum, Shil. You busy?" ask Azam across there.

"No, but I'm at my dad's house" Arsyil said.

"Oh, at Marwan's house? Are you discussing my request?" ask Azam.

"Yes, my dad should know about it too. After all, the issue of marriage must be known by the family, not just me alone. There must be a blessing from my parents, Zam."

"Yes, but what about Marwan. Whether the plan to get married suddenly will be blessed, I'm worried Syil."

"Give to God, Zam. I have made a decision and believe that if this is my way of life, I must accept it. After all, no one knows how to go forward, I have also tried to ask God for guidance, so that my decision is true" said Arsyil.

Azam was silent on the other side, taking a deep breath and confirming Arsyil's words. He felt guilty, but what else. At least he is also trying to find a way to be able to mate again with Najwa.

Their conversation was interrupted with Arsyil ending it because his father had finished praying and was now sitting in front of him. Arsyil smiled at his father, while Mr. Marwan silently looked at his son who seemed to have a heavy burden.

"Do you have any problems at Zam's printing?" ask Mr. Marwan.

"No, well, everything's fine. Thank God, it's just that I have something news for dad and also ask for advice from dad as well" Arsyil said.

"Saran? What advice? What a story is that." asked Marwan.

Look, well, I seem to want to get married" Arsyil said.

"What?! Married married?!"

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