Pursuing the Love of My Husband

Pursuing the Love of My Husband
The Part 11 MCS


#Pursuing the Love of My Husband part 11 (Amanah Ummi)


The melodious chanting of the voice of the adhan Daubur flowed from the mosque which blocked six houses from here. I looked next to me, it turned out that Annisa was no more. Maybe he's taking ablution.


Before long she came up with her ever-expanding smile. Looks like he just finished bathing, his hair was wet, his clothes were changed with a robe again.


“Nisa has prepared hot water for the shower. Later shampooing, yes.”


I frowned, wondering why we had to take a shower when nothing happened last night.


“Why is Nisa shampooing? Isn't it cold? We're not doing anything, why do we have to shampoo?” I said still astonished.


“If not shampooing later ummi suspicious. Mas want in the same interrogation ummi why do not we take a shower junub when this is our first night?” Nisa answered my astonishment. She smiled faintly and immediately told me to take a shower.


Right, apparently Annisa doesn't want me to be looked at negatively by her umminya, especially this is our first night. I nodded slowly, agreeing with what he ordered.


“Come, Mas spout bath. Later keburu iqamah, loss you know later if Mas lag behind takbiratul ihram when praying congregation.”


I was embarrassed, even though I sniffled at her a few times, but she was always friendly with me. In fact, she did not want her husband to be viewed negatively by his own mother.


I immediately got up from the room to obey what Annisa told me. Junub bath, despite the fact that we are not in a junub state.


I grabbed the red towel Annisa had prepared on the nightstand.


From the kitchen, ummi smiled, it seems like she is preparing breakfast for us.


“Duh, newlyweds until forgetting the time. The clock just woke up, until forgetting tahajud. Though Annisa rarely misses evening prayers, you know.” Ummi said teasing me.


I scratched my head that was not itchy, confused as to what to answer.


“Hehe, yes Ummi. It was also because of the reception yesterday. If you have stuck it on the pillow, plus the lights have been turned off, you will not remember anything else. Especially now that someone is curling.” My answer is a little lie. In fact, Annisa and I slept together with a pillow bolster.


“Lho, lights off? Annisa can't sleep when it's dark. He had a trauma from childhood, he used to sleep alone, suddenly turned off the lights, plus the weather outside heavy rain and big lightning bolts struck each other. Suddenly the TV in Annisa's room was struck by lightning and exploded because the antenna forgot to turn off. Annisa cried out in fear. Since then, she has never been able to sleep when it's dark.” Ummi explained at length while arranging the fried rice on the plate.


There were dark circles under his eyes. It seems like Annisa's been having trouble sleeping all night, is it? Didn't he sleep very soundly on the couch?


Actually I know he's a dark phobia from Annisa's story last night. But I don't care at all, I saw last night he was sleeping on the couch.


Could Annisa be pretending to be asleep? Ah, stupid time with last night. My head was already tired of the many events I had not expected, why should I think of such a trivial thing.


“Iki don't know, Ummi. Annisa herself turned off the lights last night. If Iki knew, Annisa had a dark trauma, Iki would have turned on the lights again. But last night Iki see, Nisa sleeps well really.”


“Yes, it's nothing. Last night he slept well in your arms, right? Maybe now his condition is different because there is already someone accompanying his sleep. Already gone, shower. Later bad luck if you keep chatting.”


I nodded, and then went to the bathroom.


***


We had breakfast together. It's still 06:00 in the morning. But Annisa said, they are used to breakfast at morning.


Usually after breakfast, ummi goes directly to the market. To keep his grocery store. Actually, ummi has some employees there. But, the whole financial is governed entirely by ummi.


The store became Ummi's source of income. Annisa occasionally helps if not busy with her work.


Annisa is a woman who is good at sewing, she is also good at making clothing designs complete with her dress patterns.


He said the income earned was good. Especially if it is approaching a holiday, or other big days. When crowded like this, usually Annisa looking for additional employees to help her work.


Ummi told a long story while eating his fried rice.


“Actually, Ummi does not want to go far from Annisa. God willing, the sustenance here is more than enough. From the Ummi store, also from the results of Annisa's business. You can take over Ummi's job, or if you want to find another one here, it doesn't matter. But Ummi can not prohibit if later you bring Annisa to Jakarta, as long as you often go home to see Ummi here. Because Ummi has no one but Annisa. Ummi's only son. But, now Annisa is already completely your right. Ummi tipped, fix him gently. Especially in religious matters. Demand knowledge together, move together. So that you have provisions for then you bring in the next life.”


Ummi said, his words stopped for a moment. Ummi wiped away the tears that fell on her cheeks.


“Ummi ship Annisa. Please don't hurt him. In the past, Abi really spoiled Annisa. So if there is spoiled behavior from Nisa that you do not like, rebuke it well. Annisa is the most valuable person to Ummi. If later, bad things happen and make you not love Annisa anymore, return her to Ummi in a good way. Don't rebuke him, don't hurt him. Ummi was not worried about the world at all. That's all Ummi asked for.”


I stared at ummi inside. His words moved me. I reflected on every ummi greeting just now. Annisa had been crying since earlier, even she immediately hugged ummi.


There's a big responsibility on my shoulders. There was a good woman, whom her parents loved very much by my side. I'm ashamed, my selfishness could have hurt Annisa the other day if she knew from someone else the reason I married her.


“InsyaAllah Ummi, Iki will do everything possible to make Annisa happy. Job problems, it seems Iki still can't move here directly. There's still some responsibility there. New employment contract extended, if resigned, Iki will not be able to sever the results of Iki's work so far. While Iki's been working there long enough. May Ummi and Annisa understand.” I answered ummi.


My monthly income and bonuses averaged two digits. I think it's enough to rent a comfortable house there to live in with Annisa.


Besides, he could continue his efforts there. I'll facilitate everything Annisa needs. Although it has no taste to Annisa, but I promise I will treat her as best I can.


Because there is an ummi trust placed in me. How could I possibly hurt someone so precious to his mother.


I intend to tell Annisa everything. About Sheila, about what happened between me and her until I finally decided to marry Annisa. I knew Annisa would be disappointed. I will accept whatever the consequences.


It would be even more painful for Annisa if she knew the true story of others. I'd rather be honest with him than be burdened with guilt.


Ummi's gone, saying goodbye to the store at the market. While Annisa was cleaning up our used plates for breakfast.


“Sorry, I didn't know you were a dark phobia. Last ummi story that you can not sleep in the dark.”


Undeniably, I felt guilty last night sleeping soundly on a soft mattress, while this girl slept on the sofa. I tried to atone for that guilt by apologizing to him.


“There's still light from the sleeping lights anyway, Mas. So no problem. Nisa can still sleep.” The answer is still busy cleaning the dishes in the dishwasher.


Looks like he's lying. The dark circles in his eyes could not hide that he had trouble sleeping all night.


“But, your panda eyes can't lie, Nis.”


He looked and smiled at me.


“Oh, it turns out secretly Mas noticed Nisa, yes. Until you know so haha” His reply teased me.


“It's the former mascara of the bridal makeup yesterday, Mas. Already Nisa tried to remove wear makeup remover and wash it with facial wash, but still not lost.” He again denies my accusations.


‘He thinks I can't tell which color is mascara and panda eyes? You brat, it's been caught still lying’ my scolding in my heart.


I don't mind his eyes anymore. However, he himself did not admit it.


 


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