My best friend Muhallil's husband
STILL HESITATING

"Son doesn't believe Alisa?" joked Alisa but was taken seriously by Ameera.

"It's not so, Lisa. Brother just felt sad for having to stay away from you guys," he replied with his head bowed.

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After making breakfast, Ameera went into the room and saw Farhan still asleep while snoring. She sat down beside her Husband and looked at the peaceful face of Farhan who was still sound asleep. Ameera sat beside Farhan and stared at every inch of her best friend's face that had now changed into her husband's.

"What exactly underlies you marrying me, Mom? Is the sweet attitude that you have shown all this time I can interpret as love? Or is it just kindness because you still think of me as your best friend?" Ameera. His eyes were still fixed looking at Farhan's handsome face even though his eyes were still closed.

"If you really love me, I will feel very guilty about you, because I cannot repay your love. In fact, until now I still think of my ex-husband, thinking of another man who is not my mahram. I was scared, hurt my husband but I couldn't do anything about it. I can't control my heart to point at you" he said softly with a sad look.

As Ameera was still busy with various kinds with her thoughts, she was made to be surprised by Farhan who suddenly woke up and sat beside her.

"Meera, why don't you wake up Mas? Breakfast not finished?" he rubbed his eyes like a child.

"Have it, Mom."

"Then, why are you just pensive here?" ask Farhan.

Ameera smiled clumsily, she shook her head. "none. When you wake up, let's hurry up for breakfast, Mas. Today I want to move immediately" said Ameera and passed out of the room.

Farhan looked at his wife's back which slowly disappeared from sight.

"I heard everything, Ameera. Either feel lucky for not expressing my feelings for you, or feel stupid and too cowardly. I just don't want you to feel burdened. But, do I have to live this silent love forever?" Farhan exhaled a rough breath.

"In fact, the reason I want to immediately bring you with me to a faraway place is so that Dion can't meet you every day and as he pleases. I'm sorry for being so selfish, but I'm also jealous when I see you meeting the one you love" she lamented.

But unfortunately, the complaint can only be said alone and listened to alone. The one who should have heard every word could not hear it. Not because he was deaf, but because Farhan never said it directly to the person concerned.

Farhan came out of the room, and Ameera, Alisa, and Arman had gathered at the table and were waiting for him.

"Sorry, Dad. Because of me you're late for breakfast" he said, smiling and holding his butt.

"It's okay. Let's start eating."

After breakfast, Farhan finds Arman sitting in front of Tivi.

"Well, Farhan wants to talk" he said.

"Say, son."

"Well, Farhan is planning to bring Ameera to our modest home" he said.

Arman nodded with a smile.

"Ameera said it the other day. But I didn't expect that you guys would move this fast. But, Father had already allowed it," he replied making Farhan feel relieved. Because he had thought that there would be many questions that would be thrown by Arman to him.

...******...

"Mas, seriously we don't need to bring a lot of necessities there?" ask Ameera again to make sure.

"Seriously Meera. You don't have to bother, we just moved house. Not moving nature, is it?" seloroh Farhan's.

Ameera pursed her lips.

"If moving nature is more not necessary to bring any goods, Mas. Just need to bring a worship charity!" ketus.

"Mas is just kidding. According to instructions from the. You just have to bring our clothes. The others are not necessary" he said again. But Ameera still stood still in her place. Like still weighing the taste of his rahunya who felt strange with Farhan's speech.

"But, Mas. As Meera knew, if people moved house it would definitely bring a lot of stuff. Cabinets, pans, stoves, this and that. Moreover, we still have not bought anything, definitely more that we have to bring. You do not have to worry, in the kitchen there are new pans and stoves. Let's just take it, Dad will let us know," he said at length explaining what he used to see.

"But Meera often sees it like that, Mas." Ameera remained clumsy with her opinion, making Farhan smile with Ameera's unwilling manner of defeat.

But he also did not go to say the reason why he told Ameera to only bring her clothes. Let it be a surprise that Ameera will see right away.

"Ameera, you don't believe in Mas?"

"Believe it, Mas. Meera just feels weird. If we don't bring a skillet and stove, where will we cook it? So, where do our clothes go, Mom?" his fear again made Farhan's stomach more tingled.

Is our house going to be very small, huh? Until the closet just does not fit in it. Mas Farhan must be ashamed to say it all.

"Yes, according to your request only. Let's hurry now" Ameera asked.

Farhan frowned, wondering why Ameera suddenly gave in to his opinion.

Farhan just nodded, then followed Ameera who had already left the room.

"Son, I'm sorry I couldn't take you. Later if Alisa's off work, I'll definitely visit you" said Arman.

"It's okay, Dad. What matters is that I take care of myself, huh?"

Arman nodded, he smiled to make the rest of Ameera's heart fade away. Farhan had invited Arman to come with them, but Arman immediately refused. He just wants Farhan and Ameera to build love in their new home. As a man, Arman could feel that Farhan had long since taken a heart to Ameera.

It's just that, because Ameera's heart was still attached to Dion, she couldn't feel Farhan's love for her yet. Moreover, as long as they were in a relationship as best friends, Farhan was always kind to her, so she assumed that it was a natural attitude, not love.

Seeing Farhan who had not revealed it directly, Arman did not dare to say anything. Not daring to interfere in her child's household too far. Let it be their business, for they are the ones who live it.

As long as they didn't hurt each other, Arman would just be a loyal spectator, he thought.

"Then you say yes. Assalamualaikum" they said simultaneously and took turns kissing the back of Arman's hand.

"Waalaikumsalam, be careful."

Ameera and Farhan get in the car. Their car began to drive across the road to a new stopover they would live in.

My love is still for Mas Dion, but while I was beside Mas Farhan, I felt a comfort I had never gotten from Mas Dion. I still hesitate to decide on certainty.

Is it wrong for me to be selfish for a moment? I just want to weigh the feeling, have I fallen in love with my Muhallil husband?

"Why pensive? While staring at this handsome face anyway?" farhan asked while raising his eyebrows.

"Whose handsome face?" ameera pretended not to know.

"Your husband's handsome face. Is there another man in here?"

"Mas, why did you choose a house that was a good distance away from Dad's house?" ask Ameera. Wouldn't it be if the distance was close enough to make it easier for him to visit his father? Then, does Farhan have different thoughts?

Farhan was silent for a moment, he seemed hesitant as he was about to answer his wife's question.

"If Mas's reason was so that Dion would never see you again, how?"

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