Not Laila Majnun
Misjudged

The chairman gave his lit cigarette to his men who were standing outside the door. He looked at Lukman in wonder. He often takes people's rights by force without thinking about their feelings let alone thinking about the accountability of the future in the afterlife.

But why is this person next to him so strange. Just a pack of cigarettes that he forgot not to carry even made Lukman feel guilty like that.

Something tickled in the heart of the man who had wandered in the dark and black life for such a long time. There's a little bit of a desire to change and come back to being a good person. Run his life quietly and simply. But he was afraid to start.

Lukman still has the chairman's gun and he has no intention of returning it because it's dangerous to be in the wrong hands.

"It's twenty-five million, don't ever bother them again!" lukman said as he handed him his backpack containing the money he had just taken from the bank.

The chief realized then he threw the backpack at the two people sitting behind them.

"Count the amount!!" Her voice boomed.

The chief's mind still could not digest Lukman's thinking. Why would you fulfill his promise by coming and bringing money to pay off Doni's debt.

"What's your relationship with them?" Turns out the gang leader was kepo too.

"Now they are my family"

"You like her brother?"

"Yes"

"Sadly. Why do you bother taking care of people who will only trouble you?" said the chairman did not believe it turns out in this world there are still people like that who are willing to sacrifice for others.

"Pas bosses. Twenty-five million" said his men.

"I asked for my bag." said Lukman.

One of the men who had just counted the money then moved the money into their own bag and threw Lukman's backpack at the owner.

"Our business is done, never deal with them again" Lukman said as he caught a bag thrown at him.

"Wait!" the chairman said to Lukman. He seized Lukman's backpack and asked for a bag of his men who had filled the money from Lukman earlier. He took five mumps of money and put them in Lukman's backpack, then he closed it and returned the backpack to the owner.

Lukman didn't take his bag right away. He looked at the leader with his sharp gaze.

"Get out!"

"But the boss.." interrupted his men seeing the strange deeds of his boss. With great difficulty, jotos last night to get the money is now even given a few million to people who want to pay it.

Lukman returned his bag to the chairman. "Take it ! I don't want to deal with you guys anymore" Lukman said. He was about to open the car door but the chairman held his hand and put the backpack on his lap.

"I promise I won't bother you anymore. Just take this. The little boy's loan wasn't this much" he said

"But boss.." His men still whine.

"Shut up!!! " He yelled at his men who were trying to stop his good intentions.

"Take it. I don't want to one day charge it with a bigger interest" Lukman said.

"I swear I won't bother you anymore, Demi Alloh!" the chief said making the people who heard him shiver. Especially his men. How not, every day they struggle with the unexpected sin of his boss can swear by the name of God for things that are not clear and certainly they will get punishment from the big boss later.

Lukman then got out of the car and stopped for a moment to notice the faces of the thugs who were there just in case one day met them somewhere he would be more vigilant.

The gang of thugs just looked at it because there was no order from the chairman. Vaguely Lukman heard from inside the car

"The big boss will definitely upset the boss....."

"You just shut up! I'll be in charge" he replied firmly.

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Arriving home without being asked Laila cook rice for dinner the three of them. After that they both ate together with the soto soup that Lukman bought on the way home after picking up his wife.

After the prayer Isyak Lukman remained in the living room. He arranged the chairs that were there so that it could be used as a bed.

At half-ten over Doni just came home from his shop. He told Doni to eat and accompanied Doni to study until almost half twelve nights. They talked for a while. Lukman asked what had happened to him today and the two looked very familiar like siblings.

It was precisely Laila who felt neglected by lukman, her husband. Lukman only talks to him. It was very little just a few words.

But tonight he can sleep well not thinking much about Lukman. If he wants to sleep in the narrow living room it is already comforted. Although there is a desire Lukman will sleep in his room and hug him but he chose to close his eyes so that tomorrow can be excited and react like usual.

Today he was tired because his work was added again because of the incident last night that took his mind and time so he was sleep deprived. His physical and mental health are tired. He soon fell asleep in his sleep.

At midnight Lukman walked into his room, hugging Laila from behind. He just kissed Laila's hair slowly and then slept quietly. He could not speak like a husband to his wife.

Actually Lukman wanted to discuss about registering their marriage but his mouth was still muddled. In the meantime let this be the case that the important business with the loan shark thugs is done. May this family never deal with them again.

In the morning after the dawn prayer Laila cooked rice and then wanted to shop for vegetables in the vegetable basket in the alley. He plans to cook clear vegetables with corn omelette only.

Lukman disbursed fifty thousand two pieces of money when Laila was about to come out. Laila looked at Lukman with guilt. He often troubles the handsome man in front of him. Maybe he has a high concern for people like me until he willingly marries me inwardly. Laila held onto her chest that felt tight.

"I've brought money" said Laila while showing twenty thousand in her hand.

"Just take this! Now you are my dependant. I'm your husband!" lukman's face was flat, his tone was moderate but it even made Laila want to cry so badly. He accepted the money and immediately left Lukman with a troubled heart.

How do you consider yourself a husband if you ignore me and choose to sleep in the living room by yourself. Fix Laila believes Lukman has no feelings for him. She was willing to marry me just out of pity, her inner self. She just didn't know that last night her husband hugged her while she slept.

When going to work Lukman pulled Laila's hand to hug her stomach like yesterday but Laila did it with ogah-ogahan only. There was no sense of thumping just a vexation that plagued his heart.

Lukman also felt that his wife's grip was not like yesterday who was excited and attached his body to Lukman's body. This morning Laila was just holding on to Lukman's waist. The man actually wanted to ask but did not do so and preferred to wait for his wife who spoke first.