SHAHDU IN THE SENDU
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...Part 14's...
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Zareen chanted the love verses of his god quietly and solemnly’, after which he had translated them. After arriving at the translation of the last verse, Zareen closes with lafadz “Shadaqallahul-‘adzim’ (The True Almighty God)”, he kisses His scriptures, he kisses His scriptures, then his attestation turned to the figure standing firmly beside him.
“Mas, since when in situ”?
Zain who heard Zareen's greeting only realized and immediately his expression returned as usual.
“Do you not understand what I said, do not first meet Mom, do not go there, but what, you instead ask Mom to come here”
“Mas.” Zareen tried to answer
“Mom should go all the way by taxi here, do you not think how tired Ibu”
“Mas, I didn't ask Mom to come here, Mom herself would come”
“Halah, surely you whine and say that you miss Echoes very much, right”?
“Basic spoiled woman, she wants to be treated muluin, until do not think of health Ibu”
“Why are you so angry like this Mas, Mom is also fine, even she is very happy to finally be able to meet and chat again with me.
Refuting Zareen, the misunderstanding must be explained.
Are you really afraid that I know that you often bring Ilna here”? Zareen said in the end
“Never disturb my privacy” Zain pointed the index finger at Zareen face.
I will be very angry if you dare to interfere in my affairs”.
“You're my husband Mas”
“Suami is only on paper, and paper is also what will end this status”
Zain turned around and closed the door with a slam. Zareen squeezed out the face she had not yet shed, with tears already unstoppable, soaking her cheeks.
“However your life was in Masala, now I am your future. I also did not easily accept this fact Mas, I was in the dark for a long time, suddenly when I woke up I had become a wife, the aunt of a man I did not know at all, I was also in confusion Mas, not only did you” Zareen cupped her face and cried sobbing.
Zain stepped slowly, completely leaving their room, after which the sobs sounded as heartbreaking as possible.
After cleaning himself, Zain laid his body on the single sofa in his study, one hand he put on his forehead, his gaze far to the ceiling. He thought back to what he had heard just now, complaining about the girl, and sobbing her tears. He began to realize, that he should not blame Zareen, what he had done so far wrong, venting all the anger in the chest to Zareen, the girl who actually also felt the same as him. Without him asking, when he woke up from a coma that tormented him with extreme pain, he had assumed the status of a wife of a person, without him having the opportunity to say yes or no. The girl felt the same. But this anger, he did not know who to say it to, fate toying with him, or a god capable of doing as he pleased.
That night, in a different space, two people were immersed in each other's thoughts, trying to find answers to all the turmoil and anxiety.
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It has been three months since Zareen returned to Indonesia, it means that the healing period he went through was very enough, so now the state of Zareen can really be said to be very good, however, he said, after all it was a very big accident, which made him have to undergo a series of operations, still will leave pain, he will never be able to recover as usual. Not much has changed in their household, the days he went through by running as well as his service as a wife, whether he could be called a wife, I don't know. Zareen had begun to be friendly with the situation, his heart had been able to accept the reality, accept destiny, His resolve over him. Her husband? It seems that Zain is still not as capable as he is in accepting fate, he is still with Ilna, and still struggling to keep convincing the girl to be patient in the meantime. I don't know, just let them fight for their love, love must be fought for, right?. She's she? No problem, he will only live the second chance that God has given him, with the best of life.
After finishing the entire homework, Zareen took out one small yellow paper and one pen, after making sure the writing was clear and completely readable, the paper was glued to the refrigerator. And he rushed out after he received a notification from the driver ojol that he ordered a few minutes ago that the diver had arrived. Zareen today will go again, to a place that has been almost two months this routine he kungjungi.
Afternoon
Zain opened the door, and the first place he would go was the kitchen, and sure enough, the little yellow note stuck there.
Zain took the paper and kept it in a drawer, where there were many of the same papers, with different writings every day. Yes, not much has changed from their household, he still remains cold to his wife. Zareen, who at first wanted to talk to him, gradually, often did not get a response from him, withdrew, and ended up with these papers, which he mediated with.
Zain POV's
I looked at the clock at 14:00, I opened the food hood, then took the dishes and ate the dishes. The taste remained the same, out of nowhere, from that day on, the first day Zareen prepared breakfast for me, fried rice, which brought me home for lunch. Yes, I admit, that I really enjoy cooking from the hands of a woman I often consider to be none of this.
At 20:50, Zain glanced at the window, but what he wanted to see did not appear. The page that looked green and filled with colorful roses looked hollow. Yes, now that he and Zareen live in a fairly modest house, one month ago he decided to buy a house not far from his office and moved Zareen to live there. He did not want the same incident teruang again, ever he almost caught by Mother when he was with Ilna in his apatemen. He did not want it to happen again, he loved the mother very much, did not want Mother hurt. So that he continues to convince Mother that he and Zareen are fine, and for his relationship with Ilna, he will wait for the right time, so that he can tell everything to Mother, he said, and end everything.
As I was about to close the window curtain back, I saw a black sports car that stopped in front, not long after. I saw Zareen coming out with a man about the same age as her from the steering wheel.
Zareen held her two hands together while saying the thanks I could see from the movements of her lips.
However, what is this? Why is the man smiling like that?”
I pulled the curtain hard until everything was perfectly covered, good!
“Assalamualaikum Mas”
Zareen came in, he knew I was home, because my car was parked out front.
“What should be home this late”? My sarcasm makes him look at me, whether my voice is too loud, I feel like I have suppressed this voice so as not to thunder.
“Iya Mas, the show just finished ba’da isya”
Have you eaten”?
You are a Muslimah, a wife, do you deserve to behave like this?” I saw the movement of his hand stopped from rolling up his sleeve that was about to wash the dishes.
He turned
“Mas, I've left a message not that I'm going home late today from usual, and you also know where I went
“And do I allow you to go”?
Zareen looked confused at my question
“Mas I've left a message as usual”
“You never ask permission, you just leave a note like that”
“Usually it's like that too Mas, and you also never mind my way all this time, anyways how I ask permission, anyway, if you just never want to lift up just reply to a message from ku”, replied Zareen with a soft voice
I turned around and left Zareen, I went into my study and closed the door with a slight slam. Let him know I'm upset.
The Zain POV End
“What's with him? Why is it now so problematic about my routine of going to panti”?
Yes, since a few months ago, Zareen has become a routine to visit Aisyah's home, he will visit there three or four times a week. He was very grateful that Zain allowed him to do this social service, because since being his wife Zareen really felt his freedom had been lost, Zain deliberately took away his freedom, he said, he is like a bird in a cage, can not go out even just to buy cooking ingredients, can not go to Mother's house, and more surprising, he said, unbeknownst to Zareen Zain, Zareen made an application to resign to the company where Zareen had been working for several months. And well, the only reason Zareen was allowed to go out was to visit Aisyah's home, even after going through a debate between her summaries and in-laws. For some reason her husband behaved this way, only one possibility was on Zareen's mind, maybe her husband did not want others to know about him, or their status.
TO BE CONTINUE
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