Me, My Veil & My Soul

Me, My Veil & My Soul
Whose Suitcase Is That?


Annisa's forehead was injured to the point of dripping blood.


Looks like it was hit by a ladder brace.


“Aduh, sick,” Annisa moaning in pain.


“You said bring a suitcase at once two, already know the weight, here I help,” Zain stretched out his hand.


Annisa only looked at Zain's hand and tried to stand on her own.


“No need, thank you,” Annisa stood up while holding her injured forehead.


Annisa let her suitcase fall apart she went to her room and closed the door tightly.


Zain shook his head.


“There-there's only.”


Inside the room, Annisa rushes to clean her wound, incidentally Annisa's room has been fused with the bathroom.


She opened the veil, looked in the mirror, just a few days to be Zain's wife, her face was now a lot of wounds, not to mention the bruises on her cheeks that are still visible.


Annisa washed the wound on her forehead with water, clearing the flowing blood. Then take a plaster to cover the wound.


He kept looking at his bruised face. Annisa realized now that she was alone, there was no help from her brother let alone Ambu and Abahan. Annisa must be strong in the face of Zain's treatment, must be able to fight if Zain treats her unkindly, this is all for her safety.


“Iya! If not me, who else!,” muttered Annisa.


Annisa reused her veil and went out of the room to bring back her suitcase.


When she opened the door, two suitcases belonging to Annisa were already in front of her room. He was surprised, it seemed like Zain had already helped him raise the suitcase.


Without thinking, Annisa brought the two suitcases into her room and rushed down to the kitchen, seeing if there was anything to cook, because they had not had breakfast.


Annisa opened the refrigerator in the kitchen, how surprised to see the contents of a very complete refrigerator, actually Annisa was lucky to move home with a state complete with the contents.


“Involuntarily, it was bought by my mother, so you do not have trouble preparing food for your husband, now I am hungry, in 15 minutes the food must have been served at the dinner table!,” Zain ordered.


“15 minutes? You eat alone then,” said Annisa.


“Inget, you have to obey what your husband says,” Zain said and left Annisa.


Annisa is really upset by Zain, she has to provide food within 15 minutes.


“15 minutes for breakfast instant noodles,” says Annisa.


He rushed to boil the water to cook instant noodles.


Annisa cuts onions, tomatoes and chilies to serve with instant noodles.


Looking back into the refrigerator, there was a cornet that was still raw, Annisa took it out and cooked it.


After approximately 10 minutes, instant noodles are served in two large bowls, topped with corned beef tops, eggs, tomatoes and onions that are very fresh and fragrant. He placed the two bowls on a tray and took two glasses to fill with water.


Annisa rushes off to the dining room and serves on the dining table.


“Please Mr.” Annisa told Zain, who is already sitting at the dinner table.


“Review if not delicious, but from the fragrance is very fragrant, it looks like you are good at cooking,” said Zain while looking at his bowl.


“Have eaten,” Annisa has started reading prayers and eating her breakfast.


Likewise with Zain who is greedy to eat his breakfast even if only instant noodles.


“Alhamdulillah, pretty good,” said Zain.


Annisa sees Zain's bowl completely clean, all of it ludes at Zain's meal.


Annisa smiled slightly then put the table back together, she washed the bowls and glasses of both of them.


“Should be saving, you do not waste the food in the refrigerator!,” suddenly Zain approached Annisa.


“Wasted? You mean I throw away food that's still intact? I'm not a Kindergarten anymore Brother Zain,” said Annisa who had finished washing the bowl.


“If you need anything just say it! If the food supply runs out, say, later I give you money to buy kitchen needs,” said Zain.


“Good Mr.”


“Although you are my fake wife, still out there you are the wife of the Children of Pesantren owners, I will make sure all kitchen and home needs are met,” said Zain.


Annisa smiled cynically.


“This morning I have a lecture, I am permission to go home in the afternoon,” said Annisa.


“Hmm, yes,” Zain left Annisa.


Suddenly the voice of Annisa's phone rang, it turned out to be a call coming from Kak Aisyah.


“Assalamu,alaikum, Annisa how is your new home?,” Brother Aisyah called in a happy voice.


“Wa’alaikumsalam, Alhamdulillah Kak his house is very good, here is also complete, everything is available,” said Annisa Sembali showed the contents of the kitchen and dining room.


“Alhamdulillah, later in the afternoon towards night, Brother and Mas Ahsan will go there, while carrying your car, you will definitely need a vehicle even though the distance of campus and your house is close,”, said Aisyah.


“Iya Kak, I wait for Brother's arrival yes, I will cook for you guys,” Annisa said.


“No need, Brother will bring food for us later dinner,” Brother Aisyah smiled.


Then they ended the conversation on his phone.


Zain tidied up his clothes, put them back in his suitcase, and hid them in his closet.


“Annisa, later if your brother asks where our room is, just point your room,” said Zain.


Annisa nodded.


***


Wall clock shows at one o'clock in the afternoon.


Annisa's getting ready to go to college.


“Sister Zain, I go first to campus,” Annisa said rushing out.


Zain just nodded.


Annisa went on public transport.


Arriving at the campus, suddenly Raihan approached Annisa who had just got off public transport.


“Assalamu’alaikum, why take public transportation? Your husband didn't deliver?,” asked Raihan.


Annisa is surprised why she knows that Annisa is married.


“Wa’alaikumsalam, my husband is busy working,” said Annisa and then left Raihan.


“If you become my wife, I will take you anywhere even though I am busy,” said Raihan suddenly.


“Thank you,” Annisa went straight away from Raihan.


He entered the classroom and everyone immediately gathered before him.


“Annisa, why didn't you tell me you were married to Zain's sister,” said Yunita Annisa's friend.


“Kak Zain is popular, he is a child who has a famous Pesantren, the girls here are interested in Kak Zain, he said he will teach at this campus,” continued Yunita.


Annisa was surprised to hear that, even she herself did not know about it.


“Yes, sorry yes I did not invite you guys,” Annisa said.


“In a matchmaker yes?,” chirps one of Annisa's friends.


Annisa was silent.


***


Tingnong .. tingnong .. tingnong …


“Assalamu’alaikum,” Kak Ahsan and family are already in front of Annisa and Zain's house.


“Wa’alaikumsalam,” with deft Zain open the door.


Zain welcomed the arrival of his sister-in-law's family. Zain was very friendly and courteous to Brother Ahsan.


Until finally Annisa came home from campus and saw the condition of her house that had been crowded with Kak Ahsan's arrival.


“Yeah, you guys have come,” said Annisa.


“Annisa, you just came home from campus?, what ride?,” asked Kak Ahsan to approach his sister.


“Don't say you take public transport,” continued Kak Ahsan while glancing at Zain.


Zain was wrong now.


“Enggak Kak, had left for Annisa campus escorted by Kak Zain, Annisa took a taxi home,” Annisa said lying.


“Good then, Brother should not worry about that, because now there is your husband who is on standby to take care of you,” Brother Ahsan again sat in the guest chair.


Annisa smiles.


Ahsan and Aisyah went around looking at Annisa's new house. He asked his main room. Annisa pointed at the room above.


Then Ahsan looked at the room below, which was Zain's room.


“Wah, this is the room for your child later yes,” Kak Ahsan went into that room.


Zain was misbehaved, afraid to be discovered that his suitcase was still in the closet.


“Hehehe, yes Brother intention is so,” said Zain who continues to follow in the footsteps of Kak Ahsan.


Ahsan opened the closet, surprised to see a large suitcase in the closet. Ahsan touched the suitcase, she felt it was heavy.


“Whose suitcase is this?,” asked Kak Ahsan.


“Emm ... the, suitcase.”