Mr. Arrogant Vs Mrs. Salihahs

Mr. Arrogant Vs Mrs. Salihahs
Season 3 (60)


Asna had just finished her work, she began to shrewdly edit some of the less precise ones. At night, the husband will check on her.


"Ahhh finally finished too!" Asna looks to stretch her muscles.


"Machen Asna!" mbak Rumi who saw the door of the workspace immediately approached Asna.


"Yes mother?"


"It's noon, it's time for Asna to have lunch! Pity the baby if the intake is lacking!"


"Ahhh yes, beware of mbak!" Asna looks dizzy looking for something, "Oh yes mbak, see hp Asna no?"


"So like on the couch tv mbak, want me to get it?"


"No need, Asna, take all your lunch! mbak Rumi Temenin eat yes, like mas Raka this afternoon did not come home he said was very busy!"


"Yes mbak!"


Asna immediately woke up from her seat, her steps looked difficult because her stomach was getting bigger with her tiny body.


Asna did not immediately check her phone once she found it, she chose to check while eating her lunch that has been prepared by mbak Rumi.


Mbak Rumi deftly shifted the chair that will be sat Asna,


"Thank you, ma'am!"


"Yes mbak!"


"Bak Rumi, sit down!"


Asna immediately sat down and took the food he wanted, looks full vegetables and side dishes. Raka who always supervises the intake of food that must be eaten by his wife, behind his busyness he still continues to monitor the development of his wife and child. Even Asna is too used now to the husband, whatever is done by the husband.


"Mas Raka loves Asna! It's wrong for people out there to gossip about Asna, if only they knew how Raka treated Asna, they would be so envious!" mum Rumi was so admiring the love that Raka gave Asna.


"I'm so lucky to have the love of Raka! Had there not been a Raka mas who strengthened Asna, I don't know I might have gone crazy back then!"


"Mas Raka is also lucky mbak dapetin mbak Asna, already well beautiful again!"


"I know!" Asna then remembered with her phone that had not been opened. He immediately grabbed his phone and opened his phone. Her lips immediately smiled when she saw the message from her husband.


//Dear Assalamualaikum, work first yes, do not be tired of taking good care of yourself and our children, greetings from your husband who always keeps his love in my prayers and prostrations, love you //


Actually Asna wanted to reply immediately but when he saw when the message was sent, he stopped to reply.


"It was two hours ago!" Asna put her phone back on.


"From Mas Raka ya mbak?"


"Yes mbak!"


"In reply mbak, who knows Raka mas again waiting for a reply from mbak Asna!"


"Yes yes, mbak!"


Asna also began typing a reply to a message for her husband.


//Waalaikum salam, mas Raka my priest in the world and God willing also in the afterlife later, mas also take care of ourselves for the sake of me and our children, may the smile of Raka mas only for Asna, I love you too//


After typing a reply, Asna immediately sent the message. But it turns out the tick is still gray even though it has ticked two.


"Kok sad mbak?" ask Mbak Rumi who realized the smile missing from Asna's lips.


"Not in reply!"


"Maybe the Raka is busy, ma'am!"


"Yes, yes!"


"Had finished the meal, later Raka was angry that Asna did not finish the meal!"


Asna could only nod her head then put down her phone and take back her spoon, feeding food to her mouth so lazily.


After painstakingly finishing his meal, he rushed to stand up.


"Where are you going mbak?"


"Take some water!"


"Let me just get it!" mbak Rumi immediately stood up and asked Asna to sit down, he took a glass of water for Asna.


"Thank you, ma'am!"


Mbak Rumi just nodded her head, Asna immediately took her glass and gulped it down. Just wanted to return the glass to the table, but suddenly it slipped out of his hand.


Pyarrrrrr


"Astaghfirullah azim thing!" Asna immediately took a stand.


"What's wrong, mbak?"


"No idea, suddenly out of Asna's hands!"


"No pa pa pa, mbak Asna just move, let me clean up!"


Asna who was still very surprised immediately stood up and avoided the broken glass.


"Asna pray first yes mbak, Asna is not calm!"


"Yes mbak!"


Asna finally really left the dining table and headed to the bathroom to take ablution, he did not perform dhuhur prayer.


Asna immediately carried out his duties as a Muslim, finished praying he did not immediately stand up, there was a feeling that was so stuck in his chest at this time, a sense of tightness that was difficult to interpret. I don't know because of what.


O Allah, O Lord, this servant is only Your weak servant, please join your heart if it is about the trials of sorrow, open the heart of the servant of the paddock so that the servant may receive every test of life that You have for the servant, rabbana atinna fiddunya khasanaha wa fil khasanati khasanah wakina adabba nar, amiiin ya robbal Al-Amin


Asna ended her prayer, she immediately took off her face and folded it neatly along with her prayer mat.


He still did not feel calm now, he decided to take his cellphone which was still left at the dining table. At the dinner table was clean as well as the broken glass scattered on the floor, on the table he only found his cellphone.


"Mbak Rumi must be throwing out broken glass!"


Asna immediately brought her phone to the tv room, she sat on the sofa with the most comfortable position.


She saw that the message sent to her husband had not been read. Until he decided to make a call.


Several times, but the call was missed.


"Oh my God, what's wrong? Not usually mas Raka does not answer Asna's phone, is it possible that mas Raka left his phone? But it's impossible! The feeling of Asna is so much more karu-baruan ya!" murmured Asna with the parasaan of her vault.


Asna returned to make the call, she hoped her husband would pick up the phone immediately, this was his twentyth call, but still no one picked it up.


"Did I call the store?" lucky Raka keeps the phone number of the store on Asna's phone in case at any time she can not be contacted.


Asna immediately made a call and immediately there was an answer.


"Hallo, assalamualaikum!"


"Waalaikum greetings, with Nurul Jannah's shop here!"


"I'm Asna!"


"Sir Asna, how can we help you?"


"Mas Raka is there? Because I called on his phone not in lift-up!"


"Mas Raka again out mbak, earlier he made to bring his own car send books, because the box car does not fit!"


"Bring car? By yourself?"


"Yes mbak, actually we had already banned, but mas Raka his maksa!"


"Thank you for the information, if there is any news from mas Raka please tell me yes!"


"Yes mbak!"


"Assynnya!"


"Greetings waalaikum!" Asna also immediately hung up her phone, after contacting the store did not make her feel relieved even more worried.


He squeezed his phone because he was so worried. Asna until Tidka realized Rumi's mother who passed in front of him.


Cringe cring


Suddenly her phone rang making Asna quickly see who made the call.


"Mas Raka!" Asna quickly shifted the green button when she saw her husband's name on her phone screen.


But that smile turned tense when someone else was behind the phone, not her husband's voice.


Seriate


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