Only I Love
Chapters 16.

Syauqi stared at the still quite densely packed streets of the city. Silent for some time, the car engine he turned back on.

"Bod0h, you bod0h man! Your wife's face you don't even know?"

He remembered the nightmare that had befallen him. "Astaghfirullah a'azim ..."

Both hands clasped the steering wheel and he buried his face there. He felt a great silence whack within the recesses of the soul.

"Does this mean he wants to run away?"

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"Surely, won't answer his call?" asked the hooded woman to close up to the stomach sitting next to Ala.

"Hmm, Ala needs to calm down, ma'am," he said as he hiccupped.

"Son, don't cry anymore. Forgive Uqi, huh? As the mother of your husband, I can only say that she was still confused by his feelings."

Ala stared at the sizable picture frame containing a photo of her in custom clothing, standing next to the handsome man dressed in the colourful attire in harmony with her. Ala pulled the tissue on the table and wiped the tears.

"Do you really like our son?" Her mother-in-law looked at her husband sitting on a separate sofa.

"Alas don't know, Ma'am. But, somehow Ala felt pain to witness this reality in front of Ala's eyes. Ala was confused as to whether to continue with all this. However, Ala also did not want to renege on a promise with the late Abi. But, if so, Ala ...." He wiped his tears back.

"Didn't you just say he ended his romance with that girl? Why should I be confused?"

"She feels bad, Mom. Ala feels guilty."

Her mother-in-law smiled concluding something. "Are you afraid he's polygamous?"

Ala nodded slowly. "Indeed, husbands are allowed to marry up to four times. However, Ala felt would not be able to give it to other women. Abi only has one wife. The deceased said, fearing that if they could not do justice, then even the fall of the wives 4. Har4m the law."

The girl plays her fingers. "Maybe Ala has not mastered the science. In fact, it was her lover that she had to marry. Ala feels like she's the woman who took her lover."

Her father and mother-in-law looked at each other. I shook my head for a moment. "It's like it's better to talk about it from heart to heart" said the middle-aged man.

"Well, I'll go in first." The man got up into his room.

Her mother-in-law held Ala's shoulders gently. "We know your anxiety. You're still young, even married to someone you don't know. Sorry, yeah, makes you feel that way."

"However, if he has already cut off contact with Salma, it is a sign that he wants to be more serious with you. Indeed, Salma was her lover before knowing you. But you are his wife. He has promised God to make you a man to protect."

Ala was still lowered, this time playing the end of the tunic attached to her body. "But—"

"Udah, you don't think about everything too much. Not necessarily what's on your mind, really happened."

"She just felt guilty seeing her cry, Mom. In fact, Ala felt Uda Uqi did not know Ala. He sees Ala as a stranger. When he spoke, he never looked at Ala well. It was very different when he talked to that girl named Salma."

"He looked at her gently, lovingly."

I heard you take a long breath. "Did he know you were coming here?"

Ala shook her head, glancing at her mother-in-law feeling guilty.

"Mother will not say her hadia and har4m history went without her husband's permission. However, I just want to know how she feels right now when she finds out you're not home."

Ala stuck her face that had fallen down lethargic. He didn't expect much. The man who lived with him for a few days was always like there was and nothing. They locked themselves in their own rooms.

Mom smiled holding her phone. "Let's hear how he reacts. Just calm down, I won't tell you where you are."

Ala nodded and sat down beside her in-laws. The beautiful gentle woman beside him started fiddling with the phone looking for the contact of the son, none other than Syauqi. The call sign is pressed and a connecting tone is heard from across the call.

The call is connected. "Assalamualaikum, Ma?" The voice of the man opposite the call sounded sad.

📲"Oh, hmmm .. anu ..." There was doubt across the call.

"Tonight stay here, huh? I miss my daughter-in-law Mom. He's there, right?"

📲"Aaah, Humaira ... Hmm, we're at Uminya Humaira's house, ma'am." Although it sounded a little nervous, but the person opposite was trying to speak calmly.

"So visit there again? Stop by and stay here, right? I miss you guys." I tried my best in this pretence drama.

📲"Oh, we're staying here, Mom."

"Well, you got it? You want to stay at your in-laws' house, but won't take your wife to stay here." Mother looked at Ala smiling and rubbing the girl's cheeks.

📲"It's not so, Mom. Later, I try to invite Humaira to stay there as well. Tonight, we're staying at Umi's house first."

Mother took her breath. "All right, we're waiting for you guys, right? Give my regards to my daughter-in-law. You gotta be okay with her, okay?"

📲"Good, Mom. God willing."

"Assalamualaik." Mom closed the door.

📲"Walaikumsalam."

Mother looked back at the girl sitting beside her. "Well, you know what he is?"

Ala nodded back. "Even speaking, he never looked at Ala, Mom."

"Patience, it looks like he's trying to change his attitude towards you? That proof? He's looking all the way to Umi's house." said Mother, as if he could read the son's mind.

"Isn't he lying, Mom? I don't know what to do. In fact, he just kept covering up what happened between us to Mom" said Ala weakly.

"You should be looking for dong? Even a man like that is a responsible husband. Not telling the problems in his household to people outside the household, even to his own mother."

Ala put on her face which looked confused.

"You don't worry about her love story anymore with Salma. They're over, aren't they? And after this prepare he will approach you more intensely."

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At home Syauqi paced rubbing his head. "Astaghfirullah .. astaghfirullah ... There are many sins that I have committed, O Allah." He breathed a rough breath.

Drrrtts

Drrrtts

Drrttt

He quickly caught his phone vibrating on the nightstand hoping it was a call from his wife. However, as he looked at Salma's name, Syauqi stared at his phone with nanar.

His phone was thrown over the bed letting the call stop by itself. The call back is repeated again still from the same name as before.

"Ck!" He clucked violently, still leaving the call unanswered.

The third call of the name was still the same, making Syauqi this time lift it with a heavy heart.

"Asnalama, Salma. I am married. Please stop! You are a Muslim woman who should be able to keep—"

📲"If you don't see me within thirty minutes, then, Salma is just a name."

The man's face stiffened. "Astaghfirullah, what are you saying? Don't even think about doing that big dos4 thing!"

However, the call has been closed. The man immediately took the car keys and put on his leather jacket. Stepping quickly, opened the door to chase after Salma.