My husband Santri Idaman
Threats to Jonah

"Abyan, you come Naaaak," said Nurma's mother, stretching out her hands to her son, who she had not seen for more than two weeks.

"Mimiiiiiiiim."

Mr. Latif who saw, glanced at the sight of the mother and child who were hugging each other tightly.

"Where have you been, son. Just came home. Mimimim misses out."

"I'm going to college, Mim. But lately it is often at the home of his beloved wife, hehehe," replied Abyan while chuckling.

Nurma's forehead was deep and full of curiosity. "Did something happen to mimim's son-in-law, honey?" tanyanya invited her son to sit on the sofa.

Abyan shook Mr. Latif's hand and sat in the middle of his parents. "Today, my wife often has nightmares and fears, Mim-Pip."

"What fear?" mr. Latif's asking is getting serious. His face was filled with worry as an in-law.

"Yes, Honey. What does fear mean?" timpal Bu Nurma was very nervous.

"She often shakes at night. And last night, he said he saw a black shadow."

"Innalillahi wa innailaihi raaji'un" said the two parents were compact.

"Is that not an indication of magic or witchcraft, Pip?" ask Bu Nurma to her husband. Abyan looked at his parents seriously.

"Come, Mim. We cannot say that it is because of magic or witchcraft. Because there could be something else. Maybe like, for example, after the wedding, Yumna became afraid to sleep alone so as to hallucinate."

"Yes, too, Pip." Bu Nurma glanced at her son who was staring at his parents in turn. "Or gini, baby. You better take his college, huh? You better go with your wife. Mimim also wants to quickly get a grandson."

"Yes, Byan. You better not have to hostel anymore. Now you have more responsibility as the head of the family. So it's good, you go to college while focusing on taking care of your family and your business."

"Alhamdulillah. Actually, I came here to talk about it too, Pip-Mim. But it turns out, Pipip and Mimimim have already given such advice. I love you guys so much." Abyan hugged both of her parents lovingly and warmly.

"We love you too, son."

Long enough they hugged, until finally Mr. Latif re-opened his voice.

"Where are your restaurants doing, son?"

"Thank God, Pip. This is all thanks to the prayers of Pipip and Mimim."

"If everything is okay. Papa suggests you buy your own house for where you live and Yumna. It does not feel good if you are married but still live with in-laws and in-laws," suggested Mr. Latif gently.

"According to Mimim, how?" Abyan glanced at Ms. Nurma and found a nod of agreement from the early 40s woman.

"Pipip you're right, honey. You better buy a house. If I could today too. Ask the Hercules to help me find."

"All right, Mim."

"Oh yes, you've heard from your cousin."

"What about Adnan, Mim?"

"Who's your cousin if not her."

"And many of Byan's cousins from Pipipip's side, Mim."

"Hheheh yes, too."

"What's Bang Adnan, Mim?"

"His wife is about to give birth again. But there is a similar problem. Om and your aunt are heading to Kuningan right now to see the state of her daughter-in-law. We also want to go to this hospital. Who knows you're coming."

"Innalallahi. I have to tell Yumna about this first, Mim. So that he was not surprised I suddenly disappeared. Or else he'll come along if he can.."

"Yes already. Then you go back to your wife. Pipip same Mimim want to be ready about it. If you want to come, call us so you can give me the hospital address."

"Mimim ngusir me?"

"Byan ...," growled the pipip published a grin on the young man's lips.

"If so, Byan goes home first, huh? Assalamu'alaikum." Abyan shook hands with his parents full of service.

"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. Be careful with the car, baby."

"Yes, Mim."

Abyan stepped away from the house while sticking his phone out of his pocket. And Yumna's number became his target.

**

"Yes okay. For this meeting we will do it first. I wait for the results of the division of labor from father and mother tomorrow at the same hour as today."

Yumna glanced at her phone where there was a number and the name 'Hubby' listed there.

"So we end the meeting. Welcome back to work and wassalamu'alaikum warahmatulli wabarakatuh."

"Good, Mom. Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatulli wabarakatuh."

Some of the employees had already left from there except for Jonah and Ratih. The man deliberately looked through the file of the meeting just now in the room so that he could hear Yumna talking about what and with whom.

"Assalamu'alaikum, yes, By?"

Jonah's eyes glanced at Yumna as she called out the word 'By' to a man she believed to be the husband of her ex-lover.

'What By is Hubby?' inner heat. Unaware that Ratih was watching him at this moment.

"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. Na's. How long did you lift it?" ask Abyan across the street.

"Sorry, I just finished a meeting." Yumna glanced at Jonah who quickly turned her eyes. Then he got up from there and stood in front of the window. Trying to keep the hearts of others not to hear the conversation with the husband.

"Is it busy now?"

"No, By. What's up?"

While at the meeting table, Ratih stared intently at Jonah. "Obsolute look!" whispering, ketus. And found a reply from the man.

"Why, is something wrong?"

"Review yes, Jonah. I can make the same calculation as you."

"You do what?"

"Like dismantling the rot you're now playing women for example?"

Jonah's eyes sharply highlighted Ratih who did not look scared at all.

"What's? You think I can only threaten? I even have proof of that, honorable Jonah sir!"

Faintly Yumna heard whispers at the meeting table. Jonah turned his sharp gaze away from Ratih as Yumna glanced at them.

"I'll be home soon today. It's not what we have to do anymore."

"So you want to come to Kuningan, Na?"

"Yes, Abyan. I'm just coming with. That's it after lunch we go?"

"Thank you, my wife, my love, my love."

Yumna giggled at her husband's exaggerated speech. "I'll wait in front of the office, okay?"

"This time I won't pick you up in front of the office."

"Continue?"

"I want to pick you up in the room."

"As much as you." Yumna said as she chuckled happily. It did not escape the sight of Jonah and Ratih.

"You see for yourself how happy Yumna was when she split up with you? He has forgotten how to cry. So, I'm warning you, don't bother Yumna again, okay?"

There was no answer Jonah gave. The man was silent with a chest that felt hot.

"What are you obrolin? So serious!" yumna asked curiously after disconnecting her phone with Abyan.

Jonah shook his head while smiling. While Ratih got up from there. "Have you finished talking to your husband?"

"He'em, it's." Yumna was confused by the strange-looking attitude of Ratih and Jonah.

"If so we go out yuk. It's hot in here!" invite Ratih, fanning his face with his hands while glancing cynically at Jonah.

"hot? His AC feeling was blazing," said Yumna, but chose to take his bag and come out with Ratih who pulled him away from there.

"Eitherway. I think it's hot like hell."

Brakk!!

Jonah kicked down the table with a hunting emotion when Ratih and Yumna had come out perfectly.

"Damn it! Just wait what I'm gonna do!"