Tasbih Love Fatimah
The arrival of Farah Part 1

As usual Satya did not say much, he immediately sat on the dining table chair sipping coffee in front of him without a word.

"Mas Satya!" call Fatimah, she couldn't help but ask.

"Hm," said Satya briefly.

"Did Mas Satya move me last night?" ask Fatimah carefully

"Yes, and you are very heavy, next time if I go home too late, go straight to sleep do not wait for me if in the end you fall asleep too" explained Satya with her flat face.

"Basic troublesome," continued Satya without turning to Fatimah.

While Fatimah can only be silent without being able to answer Satya's words that sound heartbreaking.

"Breakfast first!" pinta Fatimah while putting a portion of food in front of him in front of Satya.

Satya did not directly devour her food, she was silent staring at the food that looks tempting, usually Satya will have breakfast with bread and in addition to in the morning, Satya, at first he felt breakfast bread and other than because he thought only the food was practical to make.

"Why? did Mas Satya not like that menu?" fatimah asked when he saw Satya not immediately devouring his food.

Currently Fatimah cooks chicken soto complete with fried tempeh and sambalnya.

"No," Satya replied briefly, he immediately ate the menu before him regardless of Fatimah who was now silently watching Satya.

"Why? is my cooking good? or is there less?" fatimah asked enthusiastically he asked.

"Lumayan," Satya again answered Fatimah's long question with one short word that had no reason to be extended.

'Basic ice cubes, ' Inner Fatimah was irritated by what Satya said.

"Wear this! buy whatever you want!" satya's word while throwing an ATM card on the table, even though he married Fatimah out of revenge, but Satya realized that he also had to fulfill his obligation to support his wife.

"How many pins?" ask Fatimah before Satya leaves.

Satya just left without caring about Fatimah who is now confused what to do? Fatimah who does not understand the ins and outs of the apartment she just occupied chose to stay at home to clean the entire apartment and wait for Satya's return who knows when she will go home.

" Why didn't I ask you about this apartment?" Fatin's name after realizing the stupidity of himself who did not ask the ins and outs of this apartment.

Being indoors for a day Open up the difficult thing for Fatimah He was used to being in the room or even a scope in days and even years because it was actually during pesantren Fatimah is like being in a holy prison where the contents are people who are fighting against ignorance and seeking knowledge

'Czech'

"It turns out that the key pin is still the same" Farah muttered as she tried to get to Satya's apartment.

Farah walked into the house with a challenge of food that she had brought when they were still in a relationship.

"Tumben the apartment is neat and fragrant?" Farah muttered again when she saw the state of Satya's apartment was much different than before.

Farah continued to step into the house towards the kitchen with a relaxed and light step. Farah behaved as in her own house, there was no hesitation or fear, until her eyes were on Fatimah who was arranging food.

"Who are you?" the question that should have been asked by Fatimah was now even out of Farah's lips.

While Fatimah who was surprised by what the two saw could only be a thousand languages still, she was determined to find a girl dressed in drinking into the apartment without giving any sign, or excuse me.

'Why did this girl get in? didn't I lock the door?' batin Fatimah looked in wonder at Farah who was also surprised by the existence of Fatimah in front of her.

"Who are you?" instead of answering, Fatimah asked.

"I'm the girlfriend of the owner of this apartment, who are you? new maid?" an extremely hurtful answer sounded from Farah's lips.

"Daughter?" Fatimah repeated a word that was enough to hurt her, though she knew for sure that love still had not grown between the two, but it was Fatimah who learned to accept Satya as she was and tried to get rid of the prejudice about Satya's cold, strict attitude and unwilling to fulfill Fatimah's obligations and rights as a wife.

'Is all his bad attitude because he still has a girlfriend?' Fatimah continued to deepen and guess what really happened, seeing Farah could feel in front of her enough to make a million questions that needed answers.

"Why just shut up?" said Farah who now thinks if the one standing in front of her is a maid.

"I brought your master's favorite meal, quickly arrange it on the table!" Tell Farah to put the food she brought on the table.

"Keep this cooking! Satya's allergic to shrimp and another one, make me drink!" Farah who thought that Fatimah was his assistant gave orders at will to Fatimah.

"What's? a maid?" fatimah asked, repeating Farah's words, it felt like at this moment Fatimah wanted to throw a shoe in her hand, when Farah came Fatimah was wearing a long negligee with a blush veil that was the most comfortable shirt when she was doing activities at home and currently Fatimah was washing the cooking utensils that had just been used, he said, maybe that's why Fatimah was thought to be a housekeeper or maid.

"Not talk much! better get me a drink!" farah's voice was getting more and more arbitrary, she sounded like a mistress in this apartment.

"Why should I make you drink? and why did you get in?" instead of directly carrying out what Farah commanded, Fatimah instead threw a question at Fatimah.

"First of all, I'm the girlfriend of the owner of this apartment, the second I'm thirsty, and the last one, I'm Satya's boyfriend, the owner of this house, obviously I know the password to enter this apartment, because the password was my date of birth," said Farah who made Fatimah not dwell, she thought the nonor number given to her was Satya's date of birth, but what she thought turned out to be wrong.

'If the door password is the date of birth, means the pin on the ATM card is also using the date of birth, ' Inner Fatimah.