My Cry and My Happiness Are In Your Home
Promise ??

Thank God after two days you were allowed to go home by the hospital.

during the trip, Abang fell asleep in my lap, probably because of the effects of the drugs taken before we leave for Bandung.

I fixedly looked at the face of my husband who was so shady.I smiled as my memory returned to take me when I first saw him.

when I was helping my aunt scrub the clothes of the house with the iron, I accidentally made Gus hafidz bolong's clothes because it was burned by the iron I used.

how panicked I was then, hesitantly showing it to aunt.

"nothing neng, insyaallah Gus hafidz will not be angry. his people are kind, friendly again"

said aunt tried to convince me at that time

"but BI said the children of his people nyeremin. can not smile, cold tree so deh. now nur even ruined his clothes, nur afraid nur in omelin"

"not ko neng, Gus hafidz is a good person.if you don't believe it, just try to say sorry directly, the person is behind neng ko from earlier"

hearing that my body immediately hardened like a statue.his sense I was very difficult to move. because I'm sure Gus hafidz heard everything I said to the aunt earlier.

but I don't want to apologize for the mistake I made.

Gus hafidz stared at me intently as I managed to twist my body to face him.

'aunty said kindly, but her gaze was already rich what it was. ih,, ngeri himself look at me'

"a_a_assalamualaikum Gus. i_ni ana mau___apologize_ka_karna accidentally meru__"

"BI hafidz would like to ask for help in making bread rolled with milk"

he said as he passed back into the house without looking at me, hearing my apologies, let alone answering my apologies.

at that time I felt so hate on her. arrogant and pretentious, that's my assessment of her.

but now, the pretentious and arrogant man was smiling in his sleep on my lap.I don't know what was in his dream, until my husband smiled like a baby who was dreaming beautifully.

"Abang, wakeup! nyampe"

I said when we got to the front of the house, while umma and Babah had gone down first to be able to help Abang get out of the car.

"hmmm, has it gone? masyaallah so beautiful his dream brother until not realized already nyampe in front of the house"

"what is my dream brother?"

ask me curious

"there's a"

bang hafidz stood up and got out of the car without answering my question.

"Dragon"

Gus Lutfi and Ning Farah who had been standing at the door of the house, immediately greeted Gus hafidz with warm hugs like a brother who missed and worried about his brother's situation.

~

"what else is in the kitchen?"

asked bi Nani while I was making ginger milk for my husband

"oh, definitely make the bebeb yah"

"no, but make it hehe"

I returned the aunt's favor, while continuing to stir the ginger milk I was almost done making

"yes already nur, into the first BI"

I also went inside with a cup of ginger milk favorite bang hafidz

"teh nur"

suddenly Ning Farah called out to me as I walked in the living room

"Ning Farah"

I said while smiling warmly at him

"don't call Ning, call Farah aja. anyways nur tea has become sister-in-law ana"

"it's not good to think if you just call a name, not unusual he"

"yes, it's up to you how good it is"

I just smiled in response to his words

"tomorrow tea schedule to check the contents, right? if possible Farah wants to follow well.want to see the face of Farah who is still in the stomach"

she said while stroking my stomach gently

I was so happy to see that, ever since I was pregnant Ning Farah's attitude gradually turned into more and more friendly and kind to me.

it is true well, the presence of a baby into this world besides bringing sustenance but also bringing blessing to our lives. though the baby is still in the stomach but her blessings have been felt by many people in this house, especially me as her mother.

"mashallah, the baby moves tea. This,, but you can do it, right? yes Allah is very nervous so he wants to cepet-cepet meet his baby Dede. You are healthy there yes, later if it has been born ateu will take you wherever you want okay"

once again Ning Farah stroked and took my baby who was still in my womb.

Thank you God, your Grace always surrounds my life, with you present those who love me and I love them

~

"sad ko long, must be talking to aunt yah"

asked Gus hafidz when I had entered the room while giving ginger milk that I made earlier

"no, I was talking to Ning Farah for a while"

"Flood? it's like since you got pregnant, you guys are getting close"

"Alhamdulillah bang, nur very happy with Ning Farah's change of attitude.

"Abang is also very happy because in the end Farah can accept you and this is all thanks to the presence of our little angel who is still asleep here"

"What do you want to do?"

I asked as my husband's naughty hands touched every part of my body with his mischievous look

"it's still noon"

"it's true that if you want to hold on you have to be night-night well"

"not really, only later if someone enters how"

"no one will dare to enter, anyways Abang tuh kangen very much with you. because it's been a full rest for a few days.anything not long ko, just a few minutes must be sorted.well, well, well,,"

she said while winking and blinking her lips towards me

"ih, Brother what the hell is flirty pisan"

"come on baby, just a little bit. means a little on the cheek, a little on the lip, a little on the__"

"Abang ih jorok, where wae digress"

"maybe, same wife herself is talking her slovenly, not the same other person. Come on baby here, do not make brother hot cold, will just recover from his brother's pain"

I just smiled in response to my husband's will that sometimes made me shake my head.

I guess married a jutek and cuey Gus there will be no romantic name or laugh because he is definitely not a humorous person.

but I was wrong, Gus hafidz was a complete package. cold and indifferent if in front of others. But when with me, he changed 180° Celsius.

not only romantic and humorous, but also___omes aka brain mes*m😆😆

~

"assalamualaikum neng"

the sound of bi nani saying greetings and knocking on the door made me immediately wear a hijab to open the door of the room

"waalaikumsalam, yes BI why"

ask me kindly

"sorry, it's Gus hafidz's guest in front"

"who's bi?"

gus Hafidz asked from behind my back

the aunt did not answer but instead smiled while looking at me and Gus hafidz alternately

"BI, who's the guest?"

"auntie also does not know, but said his temen Gus hafidz time in Turkey"

"well, I'm going forward soon"

"iya Gus, yes already aunty excuse me first, by the way shampooing the clock as soon as his seger ya neng hehe"

BI Nani said with a smile on her feet and passed leaving me blushing in shame

"for this brother, I'm ashamed of my aunt"

"loh, brother? is she ashamed why aunt?"

"that's, brother why try to use nyamperin aunty with wet hair that's it. the aunt thinks it's so messy"

I said a little sulky

"we just messed up"

"ih, brother, au ah nyebelin"

"hehe, yes, you have come to the front first well meet the guests who come. You continue to want his hair, later if you have finished you follow Brother to the front"

I nodded and Gus hafidz immediately stepped into the living room after peeking at my forehead.

I resumed my activities that have not been done, namely combing hair and making up the bed that was a mess because of my husband, and of course I was involved in 😁

"hafidz, isn't Islam not forbidding if a man has more than one wife? moreover, you are a mu'allim who will always spread da'wah on other humans"

I heard the voice of a woman in the living room talking to my husband.

I walked closer and closer, wanting to see who came to see you this afternoon.

"see me? I've changed my appearance to be really Muslim, but in my heart is still empty of knowledge about my religion, so consider my request is one of the da'wah you have to do"

"but not in that way"

I only heard a conversation between my husband and a woman behind the wall. His face was not unfamiliar to me, we had met in Turkey several times.

"you once said that I am a beautiful and kind woman, anyone who sees me will love me, especially if I close my aura. not only do I want to close my aurat, but I also want to close my eyes and my heart from mischief. I beg hafidz, you want to help me"

"sorry, like her you misinterpreted my words at that time, and your request was something I couldn't possibly do"

I was more confused by the direction of the conversation between my husband and the woman.what the request of the woman was to my husband.

"what's this?"

suddenly Babah came from the direction of the front door along with Umma and Gus Lutfi.

"it's okay bah, this friend hafidz just__"

"just wanted to ask him to fulfill his promise"

the woman said it cut my husband's words

"fulfill promises?"

"yes sir, I'm here to take the promise that hafidz made me when we were in Turkey"

I was still silent behind the wall listening to all the conversations in the living room.

'what promise did Gus hafidz make to him? and why did my husband never tell me about that woman?'