My best friend, Maduku
Divide time

A month has passed with the wait, it turns out Aly just returned home after two more months in the boarding school. Although there is a sense of disappointment is also a little upset, but Alsya still welcomes the arrival of her husband with a sweet smile and also a longing hug.

Every day they do tell each other via phone also occasionally send messages through chat applications.

Hormones as pregnant women are now felt Alsya, where Alsya can not even be far from her husband's body, sticky like stamps and glue only. Alsya is also no longer experiencing Sickness, right after the age of the womb stepped on the fourth month.

"Mas, what are you doing ?." Alsya who just came out of the bathroom was a little surprised to see her husband was very focused on the mobile phone screen even she also caught a smile on her husband's lips.

"Eh, Al. This, mas again reply to the message of the madrassa teacher who again confided about the behavior of the children of santri." Aly replied very honestly, although it did not mention specifically who the teacher he was telling me about was.

Well, the teacher was indeed Ning Halimah, his second wife who was now telling her complaint to the husband after finishing teaching in the new santri class. Just like Aly ?.

Aly and Ning Halimah had not told Alsya about their marriage at that time. And it was also a request from Ning Halimah who did not want Alsya to be shocked until it had a bad impact on her very young and vulnerable content. Ning Halimah also told who knew her relationship with Aly enough to keep her mouth shut so that the news would not come out of the pesantren area, including until it was heard in the ears of Alsya and her family.

Aly put her phone on the table and her hand pulled Alsya's body closer.

"What do you want, Al ?. " Aly's question left Alsya confused.

"What do you mean ?."

Aly turned Alsya's body to face her. Aly's hand stretched out and reached Alsya's stomach which already felt tight and slightly bulged. "Usually pregnant people will experience a period of cravings, what are you craving now?, Let mas follow." Said Aly earnestly, because every time he saw the face of this ayu and shady wife, his love for the wife deepened, especially now Alsya's body is a little contained because it is pregnant with her child, she said, making Aly feel more guilty to Alsya, if you have to remember the status of Ning Halimah who also bears as his other wife.

Alsya smiled then held Aly's hand which was gently rubbing her stomach so that she felt comfort because of that. "I don't want anything, ma'am." Alsya said while looking at Aly's face so closely. "But, I want to always feel your presence by my side." Further.

Aly smiled then took off her kiss on Alsya's cheek. "Yes, you'll always be by your side if you're at home." The answer, it turns out that even made the face of Alsya moody also looked at her husband. Aly framed Alsya's face. "Cock his face so moody?, Hem ?." Aly asked confused at the change in the face of his wife.

Pregnancy hormones do make Alsya feel a little sensitive to anything that feels uncomfortable according to him.

"When did you finish the cottage ?." Alsya asked, her eyes now glazed over.

Aly breathed out slowly. He was also confused as to what to answer, because in fact he was going to boyong during the reception of the New School, but considering he had one more responsibility that was in the pesantren, he was going to be happy, he couldn't possibly just ignore it. Well, what's more serious than the matter about his second wife, Ning Halimah.

"God willing, we will try to get home as quickly as you want." Aly felt more guilty towards his wife.

"The answer never changes you, mas..." Alsya put her face in the lap of her husband.

Aly's hand gently stroked Alsya's long hair which was now freely severed. It felt like the burden on his heart was heavy, and he seemed unable to carry it. But back to fate, if God had prepared the best for his servant.

Astarghfirullah...

Forgive me God... Servant does not mean to hurt my wife, I just want to be a person of trust in the care of the servant teacher...

Aly held a degree in his heart.

Another thing that has now become a habit for Alsya, is that her heart and condition can be immediately calm if you get a touch from her husband's hand. Even now Alsya was asleep in her sleep, still in the same position, where her head was placed in the lap of the husband.

After feeling Alsya was breathing quietly and sleeping very well, Aly carefully justified Alsya's sleeping position to be more comfortable. As if he was very afraid if things happen that are not desirable to happen to his wife and child, later. Aly landed her kiss on Alsya's forehead and then walked out of the room.

A medium-sized house with only a few rooms is a house that they now live in both. They moved to a new house when Aly came home immediately.

Aly is from the family, even very far different from the Alsya family which is just an ordinary family and only feels enough with what they have.

Alsya is also not surprised if Aly has bought a house for them to live in, because he knows that he already holds one of the shares owned by his parents, although still santri status.

Aly sat in the TV room chair and turned on her phone. Not the first for Aly to do so, it is like playing with his wife for fear of being caught cheating. Though originally, he was only afraid to make Alsya hurt if he found out that he had a wife again, moreover, to make Alsya stressed due to being too shocked by the reality if she has become the honey of her own daughter, also her best friend.

"Allo, assalamualaikum..." There was a voice across the phone.

"Vaalaikumsalam. You still teach ?." Aly asked in a soft voice as usual.

"It's over, ma'am. Now I'm just resting in my room again."

"Grabbing a cup of coffee ?." Aly's question was intimidating.

"Eee yes, but a little. I rarely drink coffee either." Elak Ning Halimah who was afraid if her husband was angry.

Ning Halimah was indeed a little stubborn, she would be very hard to be advised by anyone. But it was for his own good. And Aly must always be patient in dealing with the attitude of his wife, although often punish him if Imah does not comply, of course the punishment in accordance with their circumstances as husband and wife.

"Now you're safe because I'm not there, but I'll replace it when I get there." Threatened Aly who even made his wife chuckle.

Halima's righteousness stopped until silence accompanied the two.

"Mas."

"Hmm?."

"Is Alsya okay ?. What about the content ?." Ask Halimah suddenly.

"Alhamdulillah, Alsya is fine, the content is also good."

"Alhamdulillah... Then, where is he?, Mas is at home right ?."

" Ouh. Oh yeah, Aly when do you come back here ?."

"Next week he is rich. Why?, you miss the same mas ?." Aly was mocked with a seductive voice.

"I know, I obviously miss my husband..." Halimah's voice sulks.

Aly chuckled at the words of his second wife. "Yes, I'll be back there soon."

"Hmm actually if you want to stay longer with Alsha, God willing I am ridho, mas. Besides Alsya must also really need the presence of Aly mas as her husband." Halimah said seriously.

"Are you sure ?. But, we haven't seen each other in nearly a month, baby. "

"Yes, mas. I'm not papa. I also realized that I was just a second wife, someone who deserves more attention than Aly." Halimah's words sounded weak.

"What do you say?, I don't like the horror."

"Well, but it's.."

"Mah. I told you, I don't like." Aly raised her voice a little.

"Yes, um..." Halimah answered straight away.

"Mas will still be back there next week, so prepare yourself to accept the punishment."

"Mas, can't the punishment be offered ?." Ask Halimah suddenly.

"Hahh?, what do you mean?."

"Well, if I make a mistake, it's the punishment. Is there no other way ?."

"Ouh, so you don't like being touched by your own husband ?." Syndicator Aly.

"Astaghfirullah's... Well, that's not it, either... Mas, Ihh why even make a sprain ?!." Halimah's words are getting sulky.

Aly chuckles. "Yes, yes, sorry. They're just kidding. But for punishment there's no joke, because mas misses you."

"Mas ?!. Start it ?!." Temporarily Halimah.

Silence came back with both.

"Mas. What's... Hem.. hahh confused how to say ?!." Halimah is frustrated.

"You why ?. Come on, by the way, I'm horrified."

"I'm sorry, but... Did you also often punish Alsya when he made a mistake with the same punishment ?." Halimah asked with caution.

"Not at all." Aly answered straightforwardly.

"Huhh ?!. So just to me ?!."

"Yes." Yeah."

"It's so bad you ?!."

"Yes, I have never punished Alsya in any form because Alsya never made any mistakes at all..."

"God's Masya... Yes, I know Alsya is indeed a person who is very careful of himself."

"Yes, if you are careless, chatty, often scolding, jealousy and..."

"Mas Aly....!!. Watch out for you, if you go home I will pinch your stomach mercilessly !." Threaten Halima.

Aly's laughter instantly broke and boomed inside the room even to the point of crossing over to the other room.

"Here I am, I am the phone !."

"Ehhhh how do you get killed ?!."

"So, Aly ngeselin !."

"Mas doesn't work but doesn't miss." Aly said confidently.

"Whatever. Assalamualaikum." The connection was immediately severed unilaterally.

"Greetings waalaikum..."

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