The Journey of Love Habibah..
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Habibah seemed to be pensive on her own ever since her call ended to her mother-in-law. He did not expect that his mother-in-law's condition would be like that. Habibah and Qodir are still husband and wife. He couldn't even explain to his mother-in-law that they weren't husband and wife anymore.

There is a sense of longing, there is a sense of worry and guilt in Habibah's heart. She desperately longs for the gentle and patient figure of Masurai's mother who has always loved her wholeheartedly. She was worried about her mother-in-law's condition because she believed it was not a good condition. And the guilt came, because at that time he could not care for and accompany his mother-in-law.

Habibah's nervousness persisted until Zain returned from school. Even subconsciously Habibah had slightly ignored him.

Zain who did not understand anything could only fall silent as his mother ignored him as she spoke to him. Zain was only able to run looking for his babysitter to invite him to play.

Even at lunch, Habibah seemed to have no taste in seeing the dishes that had been available on the dining table. Until I heard a question of concern from mbok Ratih.

" I'm sorry, ma'am, is the food bad? Or do you want some other food?" ask mbok Ratih.

He was afraid that Habibah would not like the dish he cooked that afternoon.

" Not the mbok. Sorry, not the food is bad. But I'm the one who doesn't have the taste to eat mbok. Cuisine is good, only my appetite is bad. Sorry yes mbok." said Habibah while feeding food that since then only he looked at without intending to eat it.

The day was lived by Habibah with a broken heart. A lot of time is spent just pensively.

Recall the memories of when he still held the status of wife of Qodir. When Qodir was not there for him, Masurai's mother was the only one loyal to him. Loving him wholeheartedly, even as in his own biological child is not like in a son-in-law.

When pregnant, it was Masurai's mother who always paid attention to all the needs and mental of Habibah who had dropped. His time was spent with his mother-in-law, either just cooking or sewing clothes.

Because Masurai's mother was also a dressmaker. Quite a lot of them become his loyal customers. Especially if you have entered a new school year and during the month of Ramadan.

Habibah who is also good at sewing is happy to help his mother-in-law serve every stitch that comes.

Those memories flashed back in Habibah's memory of somehow missing her mother-in-law so much. The closeness between Habibah and her mother-in-law was closer than Sumarni's mother who in fact her own biological mother.

Until dusk arrived, when Zelly's return is usually always in wait and welcome at the door, but that day he seemed to forget the habit.

It makes Zelly astonished when he found there is no welcome that he usually always receives every day.

Suddenly it made worry fill his heart. He was afraid something would happen to his wife Habibah. He immediately ran to find his wife.

The first place he went to was their bedroom. And that is where Habibah is.

Habibah was not even aware of her husband's arrival because Habibah was sitting facing the window that led to the garden behind their house.

"Assalamu'alaykum darling..." Sapa Zelly gently hugged Habibah from behind. He felt very relieved because his wife was fine.

" Wa'alaykumussalam warrahmatullah wabarokaatuh.. Mom, when's he coming home? Sorry, I didn't know I was home. Wanna have a drink? I'll get you?" habibah answered with guilt. Because she had forgotten that her husband did not even welcome her as usual

" I just came, baby. Why are you here alone? What are you thinking? Do not think too much about something heavy, remember that you are pregnant. Pity our children if you think too much. If there's anything, you can tell me about it, baby?" said Zelly softly while peeling the crown of Habibah covered with hijab.

" There is no need to apologize, because there is nothing to forgive. You are my wife, it is my responsibility to always pay attention to you, keep you from happening something that is not expected of you.

I marry you, make you my wife and also the mother of my children not for me to leave alone. But for my love, I protect and I'm happy to be born.

If if you have a problem then I let you dissolve your own problems, then what is the point of me as your husband?

Now that you tell me, what's the problem with making your sweet smile disappear?

I'm not used to seeing you like this, which I used to see when I saw you, your sweet smile was always there for me. Are you out of stock?" babble Zelly at length. Who would not want to make his wife smile out of embarrassment.

Habibah is very grateful to have a husband like Zelly. During their marriage, she had never seen her husband angry with her or anyone in the house.

His bearing was always calm in his every tenderness. In fact, he always reaches every deficiency or error Habibah as his shortcoming. Because according to him, maybe he is the one who is lacking in leading the household. Never once did Zelly blame his wife in every mistake or deficiency committed by Habibah.

" Sorry, mas. Bibah remembers the same mother Masurai. This morning Bibah called, and I know what he said?

He asked me when Zain and I were going home. He said that he would wait for our return.he said let us be picked up by Qodir.

Mas, he thought that I was still the wife of mas Qodir. He forgot that we were divorced a long time ago. Bibah feels the condition of the mother is no longer good.

If the house of mama masurai was close, I want to go there now to see him. But dear, the place is far away.

I'm sorry, if I were his mind. I'm just afraid the disease is serious. Because if not serious it is impossible because he forgot my divorce with mas Qodir?" habibah told me about her mother-in-law. Throughout the story, Habibah's tears seemed to want to share his sense of worry that was being felt.

Zelly watched every word and sentence his wife said. His gaze was not separated from the face of his wife who told a story while shedding tears.

Zelly understood very well if her mood was really in a bad state. Because Habibah is not an easy woman to cry. If until his wife was crying, it means that the thing he felt was really deep in his heart.

" Patience dear, now we can only pray for him to be fine and recover as soon as possible. You also do not think too much, so that your content is healthy and safe. If it is possible to walk far, then we will go there to visit him. Okay?" entertain Zelly while wiping the remaining tears that wet Habibah's cheeks. And in the embrace of his wife's tiny body into his arms.

" So, promise me we'll go see what my mom is doing?" habibah asked for reassurance from her husband.

" God willing, baby. We pray together, right?" answer Zelly again.

Habibah could feel the calmness in her heart whenever her husband held her warmly like that. Especially in addition to Zelly's soft hand caress makes her feel the comfort that she might never get during her life.

He couldn't even imagine if Zelly wasn't there anymore. Somehow his life will be. He who has become accustomed to all the softness and warmth of Zelly, will certainly feel very lost even much greater than the sense of loss he felt when he lost Purnomo.

Although her late husband Purnomo was no less gentle and warm like Zelly. But maybe because their time together is much different. He lived with Purnomo for just over a month. While with Zelly I don't know until when. Although he hopes until death that separates them when they are old.