My husband Santri Idaman
Threats

Two weeks of having a wonderful honeymoon in Dubai, it's finally over. Abyan and Yumna went home.

The two no longer live with Abah and Umi. Abyan chose to quit the dormitory to accompany his wife at home. So Abyan would only go to college two or three times a week. The rest of his time he used to take care of business and spend time with Yumna.

After a satisfied vacation, it's time for Yumna to return to her real and hard life. He went to work today. Abyan did not ask his wife to do so.

But Yumna asked Abyan for permission to keep working until she became pregnant later.

Yumna was about to get off the car that Abyan was driving himself in front of his office. But Abyan's hand held him.

Abyan's body approached and briefly kissed the woman's lips. Smiling with teasing.

"The real work. And don't lyrics guys. Including your ex."

Yumna chuckled lightly. One hand he stretched out to caress the gentle cheek of the man.

"God will not. Only husband, only love."

The turn of Abyan who laughed was satisfied. He felt very happy because the big problem due to the magic was now finished. The wife was completely healed by God's permission.

"I'll go down first, yeah. You also don't go looking at the state of the restaurant."

"Don't worry."

Yumna got out of the car after greeting and kissing the back of her husband's hand.

He stepped into the office feeling very nervous and his heart was pounding faster than usual.

Really, I don't know what the views of employees when they see it again after a long time.

With a little nervous Yumna opened the room that led to the department where she worked. The spoiled who was busy using eyebrow pencils instantly drew the wrong line in surprise at Yumna's presence there.

"B-bu Yumna!?"

Yumna gave a thin smile full of awkwardness. He greeted Manja with a little discomfort.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Manja. How are you?"

"A-alhandulillah I'm good ma'am. Have you been healed?"

"Y-"

"Yumna!" call Ratih full of enthusiasm, prune the speech that was about to come out of Yumna's mouth to reply to Manja's question.

"Trainer!"

Ratih stepped quickly towards Yumna and hugged her tightly. While shedding tears.

"Oh my God, I'm so happy. I can see you again."

"Me too, Rat."

The two of them broke their arms while looking at each other. Ignoring spoiled just like that who was busy watching them.

"I think Abang Zaid lied about your recovery and you who said immediately went honeymoon. He was telling the truth."

Hearing Ratih's different speech than usual, Yumna frowned deeply with one eyebrow raised upwards.

"Hem? Since when did you call my brother that semesra? Do you guys have a relationship?" ask Yumna suspiciously.

Train smiled shyly. He drew Yumna's hand to go with her into Yumna's own room which was not occupied long enough but was always cleaned.

"We are Manja first. You continue the work. Fix your eyebrows."

"Ah, Madam Ratih likes to be mean to people," said the spoiled dumel who was not cared for by the two people at all.

The next instant when he arrived inside Yumna's workroom. The two sat facing each other. And Ratih immediately showed a ring that was coiled on his ring finger.

"I've been proposed by your brother."

"Huh? Maa shaa Allah. You serious?" tanya Yumna still could not believe it.

"i'm serious. The application happened yesterday while you were on a honeymoon like that."

"Abang Zaid and you are absolutely outrageous. The application period does not wait for me to go home first anyway!"

"Hehehehe. We want to surprise. Brother Zaid said, You may reject our relationship."

"Ah, what the hell are you. Yes, it is impossible. But, barakallahu fiik. Congrats yeah. I'm so glad to hear it."

The Boss who had just arrived at the office immediately entered and approached Yumna. They both surprised and stood up together.

And a warm hug just as soon as Yumna got from the generous boss.

"I'm so happy that finally my beloved employee returned safely."

"Alhamdillah, Boss. It's also thanks to your prayer."

"Ah, you are really good at taking my heart," said the woman as she untangled a hug. "After this you have to give your best."

"God willing, Boss."

"Goodle. I also want you and Ratih to continue the development project in the village held by Jonah. Understood?"

"Ready, Boss. God willing." Yumna answered with a smile, though her mind was now filled with thoughts about Jonah's existence.

So that when the boss had come out of the room, Yumna just asked Ratih.

"Where is Jonah going, Rat? To the extent that we should replace him taking care of the project?" tanyanya sat back to her place.

"He's crazy now."

"What?! Innallah. You're not kidding anymore, are you?"

Ratih shook his head. "i'm serious. He's crazy now."

"There's so much pity. What the hell happened?"

"For what pity? You should know, that he was the one who sent the magic for you to part with Abyan."

"Subhanallah." Yumna was shocked half-dead with a goosebumping body. Just because he wanted to see Jonah sometimes. It was because of magic.

But anyway, everything that happens there must be a silver lining. One of them, if not for the magic that Jonah sent out, Yumna probably would not have been able to understand about the meaning of patience. He may still be blind to the right faith in God.

"Then how is he doing now?"

"Yeah, like crazy people in general."

"Where does he live now?"

"In his parents' house. Wh why? Don't tell me you want to see him?"

Yumna nodded her head. "Yes. I want to see how he is. At least once."

**

On the other hand, Abyan walked around his restaurant while watching the situation.

From afar, Eva was busy glancing at Abyan's lyrics while serving the buyers.

After everything was done, Eva approached Abyan who finally chose to sit for a moment in the corner of the restaurant on the grounds of bringing drinks for the man.

"Please drink it, Abyan. You seem to be very tired."

"Ah, thank you, Eva."

Abyan grabbed the drink while gulping it down a few times. While Eva immediately took a seat in front of the husband of Yumna's.

"How's your wife, Abyan?"

"Thank God he is well and fully healed."

"Thank God. It seems the power of prayer and love Ustadz Mu'adz very powerful yes."

"You mean?" Abyan frowned not understanding.

"Yaaa, as you know, when your wife is sick, she is sometimes treated by Ustadz Mu'adz in pesantren. It's not impossible if they're-"

Yep!

Abyan placed the glass that still contained half the drinking water slightly rough on the table with a dislike expression.

"Don't you dare slander my wife, Eva. He's not at all what you think."

"I'm just-"

"And never say anything again." Abyan got up from his seat. "I don't like to hear my wife's name being insulted like that. If you do it again. Then get ready to stop working here."