Om That Possessive, MY HUSBAND!
HER, MY WIFE!- 10. Time Needed

Sigit looked at the two people walking in front of him. Their hands were clinging to each other, with corresponding footsteps. Intentions wanted to offer condolences to Gilang. Eh, it was even himself who should have gotten that remark!

How not, all the way home from the tomb his eyes continued to be piqued by the heart-shaking sight! Not yet relieved by the heat of the blazing flames from seeing the affection of Zidan and Manda, he now walked behind Gilang, and the girl who was somehow, Sigit did not know his name. But what obviously made Sigit wonder, who was that girl? And how far does this have to do with Gilang?

Again, Sigit's patience is tested, as he sees Zidan painstakingly tidying up the hijab that Manda is wearing. Previously, he had thought Manda's husband would not be as good, as handsome, as cool as Zidan. It turned out that Sigit expectations were too low!

In the first meeting with Zidan alone he had already recognized the charm of the man. Not only was he handsome and cool, but he was also a kind and sincere man. Even the way Zidan shows love to Manda is quite unique in the eyes of Sigit. From the beginning saw them Sigit continued to pay attention even though he also felt annoyed.

He noticed how Zidan immediately closed the opportunity for anyone who wanted to get close to his wife. Sigit recalled the moment where Fazlul-your Junior High friends tried to invite Manda to talk after the funeral procession was over.

But suddenly Zidan came and immediately grabbed Manda's hand and said, "This is mine, don't try to get close to her!"

Then Zidan invited Manda to leave in front of them. And managed to make Fazlul silent a thousand words.

"Git, thank you Dateng!" Gilang patted Sigit on the shoulder, then pulled up a chair to sit next to his old friend. There are only a few people left in his house now, including Vino's entourage and friends who are filling the stomach in the dining room. They were forced to eat by Ms. Diah.

"Eat yuk, Aunt Diah is ready to eat inside!" bring Gilang. But Sigit shook his head slowly, his eyes moving left and right. Looking for the whereabouts of Manda and Zidan, who have gone nowhere! They were still standing near the park.

"Oh yeah, that girl, who?" ask Sigit.

"Which one?"

"With my hands, you think I don't see!"

Gilang turned his face, he thought no one had seen him while holding Ayu's hand earlier. But it turns out there was a Sigit as an eyewitness!

"Daughter?"

"Not yet!" I don't know, Gilang himself doesn't know for sure about his feelings. One side he felt comfortable with the existence of Ayu. But the other side he still felt needed Manda's presence as well!

"You like it, say like it, if not, don't love harepan, Lang! Chick baper loh!" Sigit reminded.

"I just need time!" Gilang stood back up and forced Sigit to come inside, he felt bad if Sigit did not eat first. After eating up to dah, Sigit will disappear, want to go home, or want to get rid of it is not a problem!

"It's a lot of people!" grumbled Sigit while looking at the two people sitting in the corner of the room. The man with a large body tried to cover so that no one could see his wife's face, while the Wife also tried to hide so that it was not reached by anyone's sight, who else if not Zidan and Manda. It feels like the world belongs to both! The others are just a contract.

At 15.16 Zidan and Manda were already saying goodbye, Gilang understood because they also must have other activities, especially Gilang heard they had an adopted child named Ahkam.

While the Vino troupe decided to linger a little, all of you want to accompany and entertain Gilang.

"Lang." Vino is approaching, he actually wants to convey something. But come to think of it, this is not the right moment! Maybe in the next few days he can convey it to Gilang.

"Why, Vin?"

"Emmm, that, after this what are your plans? Want to stay here or go back to Miss Diah's house?" asked Vino, diverting the statement he was about to convey earlier.

"Don't that dong, Lang!" Ayu sat down to Gilang's left. He showed the man's chest, slightly pressing down. "You still have yourself, you still have Miss Diah, you still have us who will always be there for you!"

"Love yourself!"

Gilang grasped Ayu's index finger, his net staring at the girl. "Well me one more reason, why should I keep fighting for my future?!"

Vino glanced at the two. He slightly retreated, giving them space so they could reveal what had been hidden.

"At least, your children can proudly tell you who their father is!"

"Why aren't you?" The question from Gilang made Ayu's lips feel stiff. From the beginning Ayu never expected more, enough to be the best friend Gilang, to be a friend who is always there for Gilang.

"Sorry--" Gilang let go of the fingers that he had been holding. He was also wrong for overextending the feelings between them.

"If you're feeling challenged, why don't you try?" Ayu smiled, she looked at Gilang's face which returned a faint smile. A warm embrace came, as a tranquilizer to a soul that was being stricken with emptiness. Channeling the spirit, heart-stirring that began to open up, accepting the arrival of new guests again.

Gilang held Ayu's hand as the girl said goodbye to go home, "I'm anther, yes!"

"No, Lang. You need a break!"

Gilang did not care about the rejection from Ayu, he still took the jacket and car keys. He will also stay for a few nights at Miss Diah's house.

"I don't care what the end of this relationship is, I just want to enjoy every memory we're going through, I'm there for you and you'll be there for me too!"

Ayu closed her eyes. He knew the risks of the decision, but he tried not to make it a big deal. Because over time, Gilang will definitely forget Manda completely.

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Manda pulls the blanket, covering Ahkam and Zidan's bodies. Both of them slept so soundly, especially Zidan, he must have been very tired today. Then Manda's gaze shifted, staring at Ahkam's hand that grasped Zidan's wrist. It was as if Ahkam did not want Zidan to leave him to sleep alone.

"What a pity is it with Papa?" lirih Manda while stroking Ahkam's head. Look at Ahkam's calm face.

Not wanting to disturb the sleep of the two, Manda decided to go out and close the door of Ahkam's room, not to forget to also turn off the room lights.

The girl lay her body on the bed, trying to close her eyes even though drowsiness had not attacked. With his eyes still closed he was unceasingly grateful for all that God had given him. God gave her more than enough life, God intended her to have a husband like Zidan, and also a son as smart and sweet as Ahkam. Allah also places him around the good people, who will always remind him to keep stepping towards the Presence of the Almighty.

Thank you for everything that happened today, behind every incident there must be hidden wisdom. Slowly, the subconscious pulls him, bringing him in a soothing dream cradle.

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💌No start, nih. Gilang & Ayu to halal?