NAUGHTY WIFE GUS HANDSOME
Only the Past

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Upon arrival at the hospital, before descending Gus Irham again reminded Asya to wait first somewhere. He wanted to ensure the health of their brother had just told Asya to come in. They then went down. Gus Irham and Alira came down and entered. While Asya the girl walked towards the park alone.

Actually there were many considerations when he decided to go home, one of which was Miftah. He realized, if his relationship with calm men it would meet many obstacles. He used to not care and will still be with him even though his parents will not approve. However, for what he struggled if the person he fought chose to withdraw.

"Ning, it's best that Ning Acha forget me. I don't deserve to be with Ning Asya."

Miftah said back at the time.

"But why, Kang? I want to, just accept Kang Miftah for who it is."

Asya did not expect the man she thought would fight for her was just a loser.

Miftah turned her head to the girl who was still wearing the gray-white uniform at a glance, then her gaze was straight ahead. The sea waves running around as if chasing each other became the second point of neutrality.

"I'm sorry, Ning."

"Sorry, Kang?" he said, both eyes were wet with melts that came out without being able to hold. "Kang Miftah know how I feel now? Sick, sick, Kang."

Miftah could not see the girl she loved hurt, but she could do nothing but shut up. Enduring or ending it will also hurt him. Before it is too late, it is better to end.

"It's been a while, have we just met again?"

The voice of a person who knows when to come to disperse the memories of a few years ago. Asya turned her head and saw Miftah standing not far from her.

"Do you care if we meet or not?" ketus answer. Actually his heart is also flat because the memories of the past are back.

Miftah's lips developed a smile. He had expected that Asya would be cold to him.

"Why did you leave without wanting to know my reason back then, Ning?" continued Miftah still staring at the sweet girl in front of him.

"Make what? Not that you yourself said that if we don't match, it's impossible to unite?"

"Yes, that's right. I'm just a ndalem man, Ning. It is impossible to have njenengan. Have the same feeling, it's wrong."

"Love is never wrong, Kang!" denying Asya was quick, the girl looked at the man before her. Miftah's smile grew wider.

"Love is never wrong, but it's just the wrong place."

Forehead Asya shriveled. "What does Kang Miftah mean?"

"The feeling I have for the sagging, that's wrong."

Asya snorted in annoyance. Again a matter of degree that is a consideration, even though he himself never disputed it. For him, whether it be the ndalem or the son of Kyai is the same. The character he made consideration. Although Miftah is only a ndalem servant and not the son of a great Kyai, but about morality and responsibility can be thumbs up.

"I didn't expect you to be that cowardly, Kang, but that's it. It's just the past, no need to talk about it anymore."

Last night he had thought of burying deeply in their story, after all, he also had someone who now occupied his heart.

Miftah agreed. He now breathes a little relieved because the burden that has been stuck in his mind for several years is now gone.

The two of them were silent, busy in their minds.

"Ohiya, congratulations, on graduation. May the science be useful. Sorry late." Miftah re-opens her voice, actually at the graduation of the girl he came, but can only see from afar.

"It's okay, thanks, Kang."

"The cha! Wanted even mojok in sin?" the newly arrived Alira. The two men looked at the source of the voice. Alira seemed to be approaching.

Alira managed to catch her breath that was almost depleted due to fatigue around looking for her best friend at the request of Gus Irham.

"What's wrong?" ask Asya curiously.

"From the same, he wants to see you."

"Huh? Seriously?" asya asked as if she could not believe that her brother wanted to meet her.

"Seriously, time lies. The samperin!"

Asya immediately went to see his brother and left Alira with Miftah. This was the moment he had been waiting for, meeting his parents again after such a long time.

"Huf. Bismillahirahman." Slowly the door opened and then stepped in. "Assalamualaik."

"Waalaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh," replied the one inside in unison.

"Acha," said Bu Nyai, his eyes seemed to be glazed as well as Kyai Sharif who sat leaning back.

"Change, Ummi." Asya walked over, grabbing Ummi's hand as well as his Abah. "I'm sorry Acha." Throw tears as his body slumped to the floor. Asiah was at the feet of his brother.

He did not regret his choice, but he regretted that he had been carried away by emotions. Asya admitted first he was still unstable so he made a decision without thinking first.

"Wake, Son! I have forgiven you." Kyai Syarif helped her daughter to stand up and hugged her tightly. Both crying broke.

Bu Nyai Halimah and Gus Irham were also moved by the sight, finally their families could gather again.

"Ummi, I'm sorry Acha, Mi?" Now the girl moved to hug the woman who had given birth to her.

The room was filled with the novelty of the meeting between parents and children who had never separated.

In the park, Alira who had heard the conversation Asya and Miftah are now interrogating the man. He was so curious what their relationship was in the past.

"There's nothing to do with it, Ning. Excuse me." Miftah was about to leave, but Alira managed to prevent it.

"You don't have to lie, Kang! I just heard it all."

Miftah turned her body again until they faced each other, glanced at Alira at a glance and dropped her gaze. Taking a deep breath to meet the chest cavity that is suddenly tight because it has to bring up the past.

"Actually we used to be close when Ning Asya was still in High School." Miftah started the story, her gaze straight ahead.

"I used to be assigned to drive and take it to school, at first we were normal, but for a long time we became close. Well, Ning Alira understands what I mean?"

Alira did not answer, but Miftah knew that Gusah's wife understood what he was saying.

"Continue?" I don't know since when Alira became a man's business, this is not good, but he was so curious why Asya left the boarding school. Is it because their relationship is opposed by Kyai Syarif?

Miftah danced breath again. "After graduation

High School, Ning Asya wants to study in Jakarta." Miftah paused the story for a moment. "I began to realize at that moment that what we felt was wrong."

"Wrongly? Why wrong? Loving each other is not a mistake, Kang."

Miftah smiled wryly. "Indeed not, Ning, but I feel inappropriate. I know who I am. I'm just a ndalem servant, is it worth it to be Kyai's daughter-in-law let alone be Ning Asya's life partner?"

"I'm also an ordinary person, Kang, not a santri. Kang Miftah knows who I am?"

"Yes, Ning. I know who Ning Alira is, but we're different. Ning Alira comes from a family of being while I'm ..." Miftah did not continue her sentence because it would hurt her more.

Miftah is just a santri who goes down because of the kindness of Kyai Sharif. If not for Asya's brother and Gus Irham where maybe he could stay there.

He was just an orphan living with his mother, his father had been dead since he was 10 years old. Kyai Syarif who took him to his boarding school and gave his confidence as a driver there.

So does he have to repay Kyai Syarif's kindness by establishing a secret relationship with his daughter? What will people say later? They will surely be ungrateful people, returning milk with tubal water.

Alira then kept quiet, he began to understand what was the main problem why his friend and sister-in-law had left the boarding school. In addition to the ego, Asya was also disappointed in the man who stood not far from him.

Actually there are still many questions that are tiled in his head, but when he saw the clock on his wrist. Maybe next time he asks again.

After the dzuhur prayer Gus Irham invited Alira home, only Alira only because Asya wanted to accompany umminya to guard their brother.

"Al, I'm going to Kyai Hanan boarding school. You wanna come?" gus Irham asked while he was still on his way. Alira who was sitting in the back seat looked forward.

"Would you meet Ning Alia? No ah, males." For some reason every time he heard Ning Alia's name, his heart was upset instead of playing. The memory when the girl asked her husband to propose was still ringing. Maybe if Gus Irham was still a bachelor or at least a widower it didn't matter, but Ning Alia was really shameless.

It was possible for a Ning to do so, lowering his own pride.

Hearing his wife's answer, Gus Irham's smile felt strange in his ears, usually her husband uses formal language that he thinks is more appropriate to use to others, but he is happy.

The car stopped at a red light, Alira turned her head outside the window, her gaze combing through anything she saw until suddenly her gaze was fixed on two people who were quite familiar.

'That's ....'