My soul mate Mas Duda Jutek
Chapter 40

Nahla glanced at her husband resentfully, giving her distance and reluctantly responding to whatever she said. He is more keeping the feeling of Icha and of course staying in the room because of Icha.

The woman did not even move one bit except to pray, because Icha did not want to be left behind.

"I'm gonna go get some food, what do you want to order, Dek?" hanan bargained for his wife who was painstakingly bribing him.

"Later I can buy it myself," Nahla refused coldly.

The man sighed with all his chest, not offering any more, but after returning had already bought him for Nahla.

"Icha bribed papa yes, let mama eat first, pity from earlier keep Icha has not eaten. Mom's gonna be tired."

"Mama hasn't eaten yet? Mama here eat with Icha, Ma, Icha can eat alone," said the little girl looks excited. Even a fever that never went down this morning looks normal and recovers quickly. Maybe this is called longing pain, the cure just by meeting. Evidently after meeting with Nahla, Icha looks healthier.

Hanan went to pick up a goodie bag containing his ordered food.

"It's the Deck, eat first" Hanan told his wife.

Nahla accepted it and put it on the nightstand. He's not hungry yet, I don't know. Actually he felt uncomfortable, but for the sake of Icha, Nahla was resistant. I feel sorry for his little daughter.

"Mama don't eat? My mom will get sick if I don't eat. Mama ate with Icha yes," the little girl's pinta was very understanding.

"Yes, my mom ate. Icha must also be exhausted in order to recover quickly. Let's go back home."

Nahla just ate after feeding her daughter. Sitting on the sofa waiting. Not much different from Hanan sitting next to Nahla. Eat in silence while observing the movements of his wife.

"Thank you for coming. I hope not only for Icha, but also for our relationship" Hanan said expectantly.

The woman did not respond, she fell silent to the rice box in front of her. It feels so bad even if it is just talking.

With no response, Hanan fell silent. He returned to his daughter who was almost asleep. The atmosphere was late afternoon, honestly Nahla wanted to go home. But what if Icha asks.

"Where are you going?" hanan asked to find his wife moving out. Icha herself was sleeping, so the woman did not have to ask permission to go out.

"Mushola," replied Nahla to the extent of it.

"Let's come back here, right?" asked the man again a little worried Nahla left the room.

"Hmm," Nahla replied with just a murmur.

Hanan slightly breathed a sigh of relief, despite the anxiety of fearing his wife did not return and suddenly stopped like yesterday. Icha will definitely inquire constantly and will have an effect on his health.

"It's almost evening why Nahla hasn't come back yet, where did Nahla actually go" Hanan murmured fretfully. He was forced to leave Icha and go down to the hospital mosque. His wife was no longer there.

The man called his wife's cell phone which was intentionally ignored. Active, but not raised at all. Nahla was on purpose, she was lazy to have anything to do with the man. Had it not been for Icha, it might have been better to part ways than to walk with someone who never even loved her. Feeling in vain all this time his sacrifice in the house.

"That's the phone's a sound, it's not lifted, '" said Gilang friend during their High School.

"So that little patient girl named Icha is your son? I think when is the wedding. The last time I met was in college, my son was that big. Surprised dong," he felt astonished. Find a doctor who works at the hospital.

"Yes, that's the story. My marriage was quite lightning and invite the closest people. Sorry if you're not kenotic."

"I feel unnoticed, am I forgotten?" The two also sniggered together.

The scene was accidentally seen by Hanan who was looking for Nahla. It did not feel like his heart was heating up for a moment. With others can be so open and even laugh freely, while being asked himself who is still legitimate to be a husband feels ogah-ogahan and juteknya ask for forgiveness. Obviously this upset Hanan instantly.

The man stared intently at the two. His heart rumbled in annoyance.

"I've been looking for it here apparently?" said the man was flat.

"Yes, see you later Gil," said Nahla nodding kindly.

"Yes, come on" he replied with a smile. Nodding kindly with Hanan as well who was only met with a thin smile.

Nahla instantly passed ignoring Hanan without a word. Just so far Hanan was trailing with anxiety.

"He who?" ask the man as soon as he gets to Icha's room.

"Friends" Nahla replied, further upsetting the man.

"Why the hell, do not really appreciate my existence. I'm still your husband, at least pick up my phone."

"I know how Mas, don't worry, Mas told me to take care of Icha, right?"

"Not only that, Dek, can't your mind be slightly changed about his view of me. Not just about Icha, but about us too."

"I don't think you care about me. Because your life is only about Icha and your past. Isn't that right, Mas?"

"Okay, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"I've forgiven you, Mum, but I can't live among the shadows of your past, not even love, can I?"

"Who says there's no love, if it's not for the love for which I married you."

"But your treatment doesn't show that, how can I believe."

"How do you want it now?"

"I'm here only because of Icha, Mas! So, it's up to you next."

"What do you mean?"

"Mama, Papa!" call Icha to look at the two.