Mr. Arrogant Vs Mrs. Salihahs
Wipe longing
After venting his longing, Alex and Aisyah immediately cleaned up. They have to get ready for the tahlil event tonight.
"You just rest, let baby Kia I'm the fat one!" alex said as he looked at his wife's tired face.
"But mas ..., mas Alex also has not rest right!"
"No pa, let me spend one day with baby Kia!"
Aisyah gave up, she let her husband take care of baby Kia. Alex takes baby Kia from Nino and invites her to play.
Baby Kia also misses her papa very much.
"Kia ..., papa knows you're a strong boy! Be a strong girl later so that you don't worry so much about you!"
Baby Kia's tiny hand was so happy to hold her papa's thin beard.
"Do you like this? Your mom likes it too!"
Someone suddenly walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder.
"Assynnya!"
Alex immediately turned his head, remembering whose voice it was. That's gus Fahmi's voice.
"Greetings waalaikum!"
Alex turned to look at Gus Fahmi,
"I am sorry for Widya's grandmother's death, may all her worship services be accepted by Allah SWT!"
"Amen!"
Alex again turned to staring at baby Kia, baby Kia looks fun playing with her feet and hands and occasionally chattering.
"Sir Alex ...., can we talk for a minute?" ask gus Fahmi.
"All right!"
Alex calls back Nino, and asks Nino to help him look after the baby Kia.
Alex invites gus Fahmi to speak on a striped terrace that is directly connected to the back garden and also the swimming pool.
"What do you want to talk about?" ask Alex.
"I heard about the case that befell you!"
"I expected it! You will blame me for the grief Aisyah received, You must have thought that if Aisyah had married you instead of me she would have been happier? Aye right?"
"Sorry ..., but that's not it! I never regret what happened in the past, I have a family of my own, and so do you! I know my current position! Can we be friends and God willing our relationship will improve!"
"meaning?"
"Let me help as I can ....! We can talk about religion! I've heard all about you from abi! And I am very proud to know you, and Aisyah did not choose you wrong!"
Alex was silent, he could not believe the man in front of him would talk like that. He thought that the man would laugh at him or perhaps even blame him for everything that happened.
"I'm ready! But I'm not here!"
"I know, I also used to come there, so later we won't be hard to meet!"
Their conversation that was originally so cold was now turning warm, Aisyah looked at them from behind the window of her room.
"How could they be that familiar!?" mumbles Aisyah.
...***...
Evening came, the neighbors who followed the tahlil together had begun to arrive, Alex welcomed to their arrival at the door.
After everything came, tahlil was started, reading tahlil in imami directly by gus Fahmi as a representative of kyai Hamid.
The tahlil reading lasted for an hour, after the event was over, the guests were bidding to go home. Alex greeted me at the door again and thanked me.
After all the guests came home, and the house was neat again, the people who helped also said goodbye to go home.
"Mas ..., rest ....! From noon Alex did not rest at all!" said Aisyah, she invited Alex into the room and asked her to sit down, Aisyah immediately massaged her husband's leg.
"Is baby Kia asleep?" alex asked because Aisyah was alone.
"Yes, ..., Kia didn't sleep at all this afternoon!"
"Sit next to me!" alex said as he asked Aisyah to sit next to Alex.
"But mas ...., Aisyah is still mijitin kaki mas Alex!"
"Not pa pa. .. come here!"
"What's wrong?"
"I miss you so much!" said Alex who had pulled Aisyah's chin to make Aisyah's lips so close to her lips.
Alex also repeated what they did last afternoon, it was never enough to touch his wife's body, his longing was not disappearing but getting bigger.
Aisyah drooped weakly on her bed,
"Sleep baby!" alex said as he left a kiss on his wife's forehead.
Alex put his shirt back on and covered Aisyah's body with a blanket.
He tried hard to close his eyes, but he couldn't. His wife's calm face was so close to him, it was like a dream.
Alex decides to get out of bed, but chooses to head to Widya's grandmother's room. He remembered Widya's grandmother.
Alex sat on the grandmother's bed, took a photo album on the nightstand and began to open it.
Widya's grandmother loved to see the photo every time Widya's grandmother would sleep.
"Mr. ..., grandma left this fast ....!"
"Why did grandma let Alex go through this all by herself?"
"Alex has left Aisyah, but grandma is too! Does grandma have no pity for Aisyah?"
Alex kept wondering, but nothing was possible.
...***...
This morning Alex was getting ready, two policemen were waiting for him in front of the house.
"I have to go, baby!" said Alex.
Aisyah still hugging her husband, she just felt back together with her husband.
"Why should it be like this mas, Aisyah can not afford to let go of Alex mas!"
"Don't worry dear ..., I just want one day we stay together until heaven, if I don't account for my mistakes in the world, I'm afraid dear ...., we will be in a different place in that eternal place!"
"Then what about me and Kia today mas, we also need Alex mas here!"
"Don't be weak dear ..., believe ..., we can get through all this well!"
Aisyah could only continue to hug her husband,
"Don't cry ..., look ..., Kia needs her strong mother, you are my strong Ayesha and never give up!"
Alex kissed Kia's face in Aisyah's arms,
"Come baby ..., take me forward! Suppose that you are currently escorting your husband to the battlefield!" alex said while embracing Aisyah who was holding baby Kia.
They walked over to the two policemen, Alex again kissed Aisyah's forehead and baby Kia.
"See you at the trial baby, pray for my punishment in the light!"
"Amiin!"
"Assalamualaikum, Ay!"
"Greetings, mas!"
Alex was taken into the police car, Aisyah still stood waiting until the car disappeared.
Aisyah this time was calmer than when her husband was first escorted to the police station.
"Patience, nduk ....! Rest assured everything will be fine ..., your husband is a good man ....!" said Santi's mother who continued to accompany her daughter.
"Amin ma'am ..., hopefully ....!"
Seriate
...Faith is like a rollercoaster, sometimes we feel our faith is at the top but not infrequently we feel our faith is also at the bottom....
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