NAUGHTY WIFE GUS HANDSOME
Secret of Asya

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The chanting of the holy verse was heard this morning. Gus Irham immediately closed the book he just read, then stored it on the shelf. He had been up since a third of last night to perform tahajud prayers, he also invited Alira just that his wife was back to sleep. Maybe it was because of their activities.

Swing a step closer to Alira and woke her up. It took several attempts to get the woman to open her eyes and then go to the bathroom.

"You pray at home" said Gus Irham. Alira just nodded. "I went to the mosque first" he continued, then reached out to Alira to kiss.

After the death of Gus Irham Alira immediately perform dawn prayers. After the prayer he went into the kitchen. There are already Santri Mbak-Mbak who are in charge of cooking. There is also Ayu who Alira already knows. Alira did not stay silent, she helped whatever she could.

"Ning, nitip fried chicken for a second huh. I want to go to the bathroom," pinta ayu soon passed after Alira nodded in response.

Alira stood near the stove while flipping the chicken so as not to scorch. It's like not Alira who used to live only eating without having to bother cooking, but now Alira has started to get used to the kitchen even though not too good at processing various dishes.

Not long after Ayu returned from the side door.

"Satur newun, Ning. Sorry to bother."

"It's okay, Ayu." Alira shifted her position to the sweet girl.

"Cie, who's learning to cook." Asya who had just come mocked him. The woman was neat with a pasmina too.

Alira snorted annoyed, his best friend did know if he never cooked.

"Al, called Mas Irham," he continued. Then he approached the table, took a glass to make warm tea.

Alira left the kitchen.

"You want tea, right?"

Alira who was about to reach the bulkhead door turned her head.

"Let me make it all Mas Irham."

"May I not take notes."

"Have a pleasantry."

Alira chuckled then continued her steps.

"Ning Asya when will she come home?" ayu asked, the girl looked shocked because her Ning had already returned.

Asya. "Hehe, yesterday, Yu. What are you doing?

"Thank God be good, Ning. How's Ning Asya?"

"Nice as well."

It feels very awkward, even though they used to be quite familiar even Ayu was the person Asya most often asked to exchange stories of all things, including his romantic relationship with Kang ndalem who has long served in his brother's boarding school.

Only Ayu knows. Abah, ummi not even Gus Irham knows. They keep relationship meetings and when they meet they behave normally.

"Ning, have you met Kang Miftah?" ayu asked carefully and slowly, afraid if people heard.

Asya paused the hand that was stirring the drink, turning to Ayu who was standing nearby.

"No," he said. A moment the shadow of Kang Santri was dancing on the head. But soon he was tepis. He did not want to recall Kang ndalem who had a pretty handsome face.

"Since Ning Asya's departure, I've seen her daydream a lot," Ayu continued, the girl did not know that Asya was now fighting back desperately to throw away the feelings that once existed now present again.

Asya hastily finished her activities of brewing tea, moving it onto the tray and preparing to carry it.

"Kang Miftah per ...."

"I'm ahead first huh, Yu." Not wanting to hear more about the man, Asya soon passed by leaving Ayu.

Asya Breathing a sigh of relief could be released from the chatter that would make her stuck with the situation of feeling guilty on Kang ndalem.

Entering a room filled with books, Asya saw Gus Irham sitting while fiddling with his laptop.

"The tea, Mas." He put the cup near the laptop. Gus Irham glanced back at his work.

Asya. "It's usually good too." He sat in the front seat of his brother.

"Yes, but if there's any more."

Again Asya clucked. "Mas Irham su'udzon. Oh yeah, Mas, we're going to the hospital, right?"

Gus Irham closed his laptop, staring at his only sister. "Are you ready to meet me?"

Gus Irham was actually a little worried if Asya went to the hospital will affect their health. He still remembered how much murkurya abah when his sister preferred to leave the house rather than stay in the boarding house.

"Acha is not ready, but Acha is very much the same, the same ummi."

Gus Irham could see the longing in his little sister's eyes. He then stood up, rubbing Asya's head covered in hijab.

"Yes, later Mas will see the condition first if he is healthy you can enter, but if abah still sick you are okay, right, wait until he recovers?"

Asya nodded. "Yes, Acha would."

"Smart child, yes you are ready soon we leave" said Gus Irham. Asya nodded back.

"Where's alira, Mas?" ask Asya then, since entering this room he has not seen his brother-in-law when his friend was called, now where?

"Oh, he's in the room. Maybe I was getting ready for it when I told him to." Bright Gus Irham while reaching for a cup of tea then swiped it. Asya is just oh.

***

Around eight hours the car to be used is ready in the front yard ndalem, Miftah who was asked to wash and check the engine of the car was already after dawn doing the word Gusah.

"Miff!" Call Gus Irham waving at Miftah. The man who was only wearing a T-shirt and rolled black pants was running small towards Gus Irham.

"I, Gus."

"Let's go with me to the hospital after that we go to Kyai Hanan's house."

"Excite, Gus. Then I'm not ready first" said Miftah then passed. Gus Irham just nodded.

The man who was younger than Gus Irham took the bucket that had been used to wash the car, he also cleaned the hose and rolled it back. However, his steps came to a halt as he nearly collided with Asya who had just come out.

Their views met, and the feeling that was still there now seemed to return to bloom.

"Ning Acha," he said almost inaudibly. Asya was only silent a thousand languages, the thing he wanted to avoid now actually happened. Meet Miftah, but it feels impossible. Miftah is the santri of his brother's faith who is most free to go in and out of the room, so it is impossible if they do not meet.

Miftah hurriedly dropped her eyes down. "Sorry, Ning. Please." He shifted his body so Asya could pass.

Asya passed by without even seeing Miftah. But who knows if his heart is now in turmoil because he saw the man again.

Miftah sighed deeply, her net still watching over the girl's back. There's a claustrophobic in there, in the corner of his heart. He loved Kyai Sharif's daughter, but he realized who she was and who Asya was. He just pungguk who misses the moon, too far if he hopes to be Kyai's famous daughter-in-law.

"Huh." Miftah again pummeled her breath to reduce the pain in her heart, continuing her step back inward just as Asya turned her back to stare at the man's back and disappeared from sight.

Before long Alira appeared from inside followed by Miftah who had changed clothes.

Gus Irham opened the car door for his wife and sister, he himself then sat next to Miftah who immediately ran his car leaving the yard ndalem.

During the trip there was no sound, either Alira or Asya Anteng. However, it just makes Gus Irham amazed. He then glanced at the rearview mirror above him to see what his wife and sister were doing.

His smile expands as soon as he sees Alira is calling, before leaving Alira asked zin to contact her Papa. His gaze then turned to Asya, the girl was sitting near the car door staring out the window. Asya looked gloomy like she had something to think about.

"Are you still thinking?" the Terka Gus Irham. Asya flinched then turned to her brother through the front view, but it made her ta2tapannya meet with Miftah.

Both Asya and Miftah were silent for a moment and immediately turned away, the pulse back Miftah felt.

"I-iya, Mom. I'm afraid you're still mad at Acha."

"You take it easy, later Mas think of a way so you don't get angry anymore" he said to calm his sister. Asya just nodded in agreement.

Alira who knew nothing became astonished. Ask questions, but the situation is not possible. Maybe later if there is free time. Only Miftah knew that it was not what Asya was thinking, but the girl felt uncomfortable being in a car with her.