Selebgram Insaf For The Solehah
Chapter 37

Afin stuck his back on the door. A regret that led to a curse for himself. That guy can't do anything. But, in his heart he was afraid that Safa would leave.

In his unrest he hoped to turn back time. If only he had confessed at the beginning of the time before the wedding. Perhaps he could accept, if Safa refused. But now, when his heart was already completely imprinted. He could not let Safa go of his life.

My memory records everything, Fa. Your kindness. As long as you are my wife. And I'm breaking myself now. Which has the heart to make you fall into my hina space. Without knowing anything, you have to endure it all.

There's nothing Afin can do now. Plans to have fun at her in-laws' house were canceled. He ordered some food to be sent to Safa's parents' house.

A day full of warmth was instantly erased from his agenda today. Afin clenched his hand. He then reached into the cell phone from inside his pants pocket. To contact someone.

"Hallo, My Boy!"

"Satisfied Lu, now?!" Beaver's sarcasm.

"Wait...! Hahaha, relax dong. What's the matter?"

"Don't pretend to beg*. What does it mean to do this to the cave, huh! why did you send that damn video to the cave wife?!"

"Happy, what else?"

"Happy? You don't go crazy, Brody."

"This damn thing is a crazy cave?" He murmured while throwing the glass in his hand against the wall. "Fin, you should remember. Who made you what you are today? What the cave did was not worth all this pain. You betrayed the cave. And you even replaced the manager position with someone else. You're messing around with the cave?"

"Our business is done. Since Lu left and took the YouTube royalties that will continue to flow during the view is still a lot. But why is it that now Lu is banished from cave life again?"

"Everything will never be enough. The cave wants that, Lu. Not another. Come back, divorce Lu's wife. The cave hates squirming that woman's face."

"Lu's really sneaky. You think that way the cave will split with the cave wife?"

"Hahaha, you mean you want that woman to accept the consequences?"

The deg!

"Lu don't be crazy Brody. Once you touch him. The cave won't stay still."

"Wow, the more interesting. We play until the end. And you're getting ready. For a more extreme way of life."

"Suck!"

"Hahahaha.don't be rude to Daddy. I know you're a submissive. The cave will give you the last chance to fix everything. But a step away Lu chose to turn the direction of the cave. Then it's all over, mark it Brother!"

Pic!

Afin lowered his phone slowly. All suddenly complicated. He really can't read men's minds. What he does is always unexpected. And he really had to protect Safa in case the man would do anything to his wife.

***

The girl is currently a semester supervisor at the school where she works. Safa was pensive at her desk in the silence of the classroom, where all her students were focusing on the matter.

I swear, I'm not G*y. –Safa breathed heavily. The girl did not want to drag on in turmoil. Because of course it makes the job so neglected.

In recent days, Afin did not seem forced to invite him to talk. They even sleep on the same bed even in the back position.

Honestly, he really can't stand to continue in a position like this. Want to ask someone something, but who??

...

After she finished teaching, Safa went to the house of someone she knew. Although hesitant but finally he arrived at the yard of Ustadz Irsyad's house.

Cklaafck... A woman who was seven months pregnant was seen sumringah when she saw the girl in hijab at the door.

"Mbak Safa? MashaAllah..." Debby and Safa cuddle off the miss. It's been a long time since Safa got married they've never met. Conversations are usually conveyed through chat messages. It's not often either.

"How are you, Debby?"

"Good, Ma'am. Alhamdulillahot... How's Safa herself?"

"Thank God, Deb. I'm healthy too." Safa touched Debby's bulging belly. "MashaAllah, it's your womb."

"Thank God, hehehe. Come in yuk."

"Iya–" both stepped into the living room neatly arranged though not so big. "I heard Mrde Irsyad here again?"

"Yes, Mother. Just arrived this morning. Now to the mosque. We're going to go to Noah's house."

"Oh, huh?"

"Assalamualaikum–" exclaimed a middle-aged man before nongoling from the lips of the door.

"MashaAllah, there's a guest. Ever since, Nduk?" He asked when Safa kissed his hand.

"It's new, sirde."

"All healthy families, to?"

"Alhamdulillah. Be healthy..." Safa smiled faintly.

"I'll excuse you for a second, Ma'am." Debby says goodbye to making drinks.

"Luh, Nduk." Irsyad invited Safa to sit down. The girl immediately complied. Sit at a distance not too far away.

"The captain is healthy, right?"

"Alhamdulillah, as you can see" he replied with a laugh. The guy looks thinner. Although not as straight as his father but there is a change that is very visible from the Pakdenya.

"Thank God–" Safa looked down the situation back quiet. Because he was trying to compose the opening words before speaking to the core.

"Sir, long time no see but Pakde feels there is something different about you," he said which immediately made Safa straighten her face.

"Different what? Safa is still the same, Pakde."

"That–" Irsyad pointed at his face. Played the curiosity of Safa who awaited the next words of Ustadz Irshad. "Your eyes seem to be losing their light" the middle-aged man continued to close his own puzzle.

"Light?" He said it was almost a complaint rather than a question. Ustadz Irshad nodded.

I haven't seen Pakde in a long time. But it seems like he immediately knows how I feel. –Safa pensively.

"What's up, Nduk? Has anyone disturbed your mind?"

"Slightly, Pakde," Safa replied as she bowed back.

"Household problems?" Ask him who is greeted with a nod of the head. "That's normal, Nduk. Her name is household there must be a problem."

"But the problem Safa was facing was very unusual, Pade."

"meaning?"

The girl fell silent again as Debby came out carrying water and snacks.

"Repot, Deb." Safa helps lower the glass on the tray.

"No, Ma'am. 'It's just water. Please Ma'am..."

"Thank you, Deb..."

"Together." Debby's back in, because she knows this must be a pretty serious conversation.

Irsyad waited for his nephew to drink a little water. After that smiled as Safa had already put down her cup again.

"What is the problem?" Ask Irsyad. It captures the crystal clear that is retained in both Safa neutrals.

"Either, Safa herself was confused. Safa is trapped in a situation that is not good. Safa also does not know whether to continue this path or not, Pakde."

Ustadz Irshad. It seems like it's that heavy. She knows what her husband is like. A man who might be able to say very far from obedience even though he does not want to explain it first.

"Pakde, can Safa ask you something?"

"please, Nduk."

"Emmm, approximately ... what points can be an amplifier, women can ask for divorce from their partners?" Later connections. Along with a tear on his cheek.

"Innalilah–" murmured He. It felt so sad to hear that from the lips of his nephew who was even just entering the third month of his marriage. "why should I ask the problem that God hates?"

"Really, my heart is very heavy to accept the fact that Safa's husband. But on the other hand, Safa was afraid to enter the katagori of women who could not smell heaven. Safa's husband is a good man."

"Yes, Nduk. Indeed Pakde does not know what you feel since being the wife of an Arifin. And there is no prohibition for a wife to ask for a divorce from fulfilling one of the three conditions. The first, men who do not want to perform obligatory prayers. Both ignore the birth or inner living, the third adulterer who cannot be healed, and the last perpetrator of sexual perversion."

"Hiks..." Safa's tears spilled even more upon hearing the latter.

"But think more clearly. If everything can be fixed. Then give it a chance. Because you know, man is a sinner. And we never know, in which second that person gets guidance."

"Safa is trying to understand everything. But it's still dead-end. Safa could not accept Safa's lack of husband. It's all very painful sirde."

"Everything remains in your decision. Take a third of your night to ask for answers. Which path will you take, Nduk. Pakde can only suggest that. Because Pakde doesn't know, what's really going on between you."

Safa nodded, while several times cleaning up the tears that just flowed.