The Samawa Till Jannah
– S2 – Episode 30. One Year Wedding
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After the incident a few months ago, Rifa'i never set foot in his papah house again and every Sunday must be to his mama's tomb for pilgrimage to his mama's tomb.
Currently, Anin prepared some food on the dining table, with sweat sweat sweat and previously she had not taken a shower
Rifa'i hugged him from behind and sniffed Anin's body which smelled achingly.
“ who smells asem, has not taken a shower? ”
Rifa'i who was getting ready to leave for service. Anin smiled and shook her head.
“ Hehehe, sorry I was going to take a shower but it was bad luck waking up. ”
“ You are this lately today, why does the wake up during the day continue? ” Said Rifa'i letting go of her embrace and took the bread that Anin had prepared.
Yeah, bener. Lately, Anin often wakes up late sometimes until Rifa'i is angry for hours and always avoids Anin.
“ Do not know, his name is also I wait for you to come home until sometimes home at twelve o'clock mallem mas. ”
Also, Rifa'i is now a little time and always avoid their nights. They rarely do what they do every night or in their free hours.
“ Yes the name is also a lot of work, stacking. ”
Well, every day must be the reason, but Anin is not suspicious at all.
“ Yaudah now you eat first. I'm gonna wash my clothes like rubbing my clothes. ”
“ Yes. ” Answers that are always simple and not complicated to say.
Anin carries a stacked laundry basket and always piles up, for some reason?
Because, every day her husband will change clothes until he is really tired.
Currently, he is not assisted by bi Isah and mang Jalal, they both carry out their duties to be with Papah Rahmat.
Keeping Papah Rahmat, so as not to get out of the house, can endanger the lives around him if Papah Rahmat can come out.
“ Oh God, the laundry piles up and rubs the clothes until I'm hours in front of the clothes rub. This too, huh feels really tired. Especially if I clean this house not to mention preparing breakfast, food for the husband. ”
Anin could only express her heart in front of the washing machine, she did not want to complain in front of her husband.
Hahaha, you can use the washing machine...
Anin every day secretes clear liquid and that too if it comes out must be a little.
Every time must be dizzy and want to feel faint, at home there is only a security guard who guards at morning until night, but sometimes also does not leave.
A few hours, struggling in front of the washing machine and clothesline, then she continued to rub clothes.
Her clothes are now being used a little torn and her veil is aja kucel.
In recent months, his marriage was not as lasting as before Hajar's mother died.
Now is his wedding anniversary, it does not feel warm and begins to fade his love levels.
However, Anin is persistent and strong for everything, it's okay, her husband does what he wants, but if her husband cheats on her, don't expect Anin to fall in Rifa'i's arms forever!
“ Why does it feel pingin martabak in front there, ah buy it? But, first. Finish this first, just buy it. ”
Her time as a housewife is always crowded and there is no time to get out of the house.
Finally, it's all done. Anin carried a basket that already had neat clothes and she had rubbed.
In her room, Anin made her clothes.
After finishing, Anin took a bath and after taking a bath, she polished the powder on her face, so as not to look like peppers.
“ Um, yesterday the money is still, I haven't bought it yet. Go to the market first. ”
Anin came out of her room and stared at this big house, no occupants at all.
“ Be well first yes, I want to go. ”
Anin stepped forward and the door she locked.
The security guard who had just left and Anin gave everything to the house security.
“ Sir, take care of your home first! I'm going to the market, please borrow the bike first sir. ”
“ This is ma'am, the key. Be careful ma'am, later if there is anything live my phone only. ”
“ Yes Sir. ”
Anin immediately turned on his motorbike and the security guard opened the gate.
“ Hm, how about I go to the police station first? I haven't been there long. ”
Anin turned around and wanted to go there.
All of you buy martabak continue to slide there.
At the police station, Anin takes off her helmet. Step inside her husband's office.
“ Good afternoon ma'am. What's the need for mom to come here? ” Ask the police officer who always guards at the door of the office.
“ Afternoon, gini sir, I want to see Mr. Rifa'i. Is he in his room? ”
“ Hm, who is Mr Rifa'i? I don't know. ” Anin was surprised and looked at the policeman father properly.
He was afraid that there was a lie in his eyes, but he was not.
“ Hah, can sir. ”
“ Yes I know it, yesterday there was a police officer who resigned it. He said he wanted to take care of the company. ”
Anin swallowed his saliva and remained calm.
“ Yasudah, then excuse me first. ”
Anin looked down and smiled.
“ What? So, Rifa'i now takes care of papah company. ”
Oh Allah, he lied to his wife. Finally Anin drove to her father-in-law's house.
Arriving there, made the people of the house surprised.
Why isn't Miss Anin with Mr Rifa'i? Usually, they are always both.
“ Assalamu'alaikum. ”
Anin stepped into the house and placed her bag on the chair.
“ Non, miss how are you? ” Tanya bi Isah happily and happily.
“ Good news. Allhamdulilah healthy, oh yes papah where is bi? ”
“ Is in his room non, Non want what? ”
“ Hm, anu bi. I want to see Papah bi first. Aunty prepare a meal as well as a drink first huh bi! Put it on the dining table. ”
“ Good Non. ” Bi Isah obeyed Anin's words, to make her food, while her hammer she carried a hole.
Finally Anin arrived in front of her father-in-law's room, she took a deep breath and threw it away.
“ Bissmillah. ” Anin read her do'a first, later if anything can be quiet.
“ Assalamu'alaikum, reward. ” Anin opens her door and turns out papah is behind her. Who was daydreaming and pensive, staring at the streets that were so leisurely.
“ Assalamu'alaikum reward. ” Anin repeated her words and Papah Rahmat immediately looked back.
“ Nak Anin, ” papah Rahmat directly approached Anin and Anin greet hands that are so warm.
“ Pah, how are you? ” Papah Rahmat sighed.
“ Allhamdulilah well son. Healthy papah, ”
O Allah, has the disease been cured?
Kok, said softly as a silk cloth and a wool thread so soft in the hand.
“ This reward, I bought martabak. Actually I want to love my husband, but he does not even work in the office. ”
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