The Shabby Wife You Ignore
The Muddled Heart

In the hot day, precisely at the time after dhuhur, Elizia just finished making a cup of coffee and snacks for her husband. At that time, Hamzah was still struggling with his laptop to complete his office duties. After a few minutes, he had completed the task. However, he pretended to be still busy with his job to avoid the intense chatter with his wife that had now made him jealous and a little disappointed.

How not to be disappointed, Hamzah saw a piece of paper bearing the name "Rama Andhika" and the contents of the piece of paper wrote that doctor Rama loved Elizia a long time ago. He was a little disappointed with Elizia for not telling him about the piece of paper and the parcel.

Kriet's!

The door opens from Hamzah's room and Elizia is carrying a tray containing a cup of coffee and a jar of cassava chips.

"Mas, here's the coffee and the snacks. Please enjoy."

With a sweet smile, Elizia placed a cup of coffee and a setoples of cassava chips on a small table close to Hamzah who was sitting on his desk.

"OK," replied Hamzah flatly.

Disappointment makes Hamzah behave indifferently to his wife. What Hamzah usually said was spoiled and attentive, now suddenly changed because of jealousy.

"Mas, after the task is finished and has eaten, will the prayer be with Elizia huh? If Aslam doesn't wake up?"

Elizia wants to pray together with her husband because they have not done the dhuhur prayer.

"You pray first, Mas still have a lot of work," replied Hamzah in a slightly taut and indifferent tone. Actually the task he was working on was already completed a few minutes ago.

"Oh. That way. Yasudah, Eliz sholat dhuhur first."

Then Elizia breezed away to perform the dhuhur prayer with a heart that wondered. It is not usual for Hamzah to be so indifferent to Elizia. She was amazed to see the change in her husband's attitude. She tried to remember what would have made her husband angry with her.

'What is my fault? My husband seemed to be sulking and hiding something from me, Elizia whose heart was full of question marks.

Then Elizia did not want to take a headache and immediately took ablution water to do dhuhur prayer. Before long, Elizia dissolved into the dhuhur prayer.

While Hamzah who was still in his work bench his mind began not to calm down. He wanted to immediately meet Rama Andhika to give a warning.

No need to linger he will shuffle to meet Rama Andhika. However, a few steps set foot, suddenly Aslam's voice called out to him.

"Dad, where's Aslam's friend? Aslam wanted to play with Upin and Ipin" said Aslam, who had begun waking up from sleep.

The boy began to squirm as his body felt tired. In his mind there was only a new toy given by Zafian. A few seconds later, Hamza said,

"Here you go, Upin and Ipin, baby. They're also out of bed like Aslam."

Hamzah tried to smile in front of Aslam even though his mind was rumbling and unfazed. She prefers to take her child first. The day after tomorrow he will investigate the relationship of Rama to Elizia. He did not want any nails hidden in the ark of his household that he had painstakingly built.

"Hehe. Dad, Aslam is thrilled to have a new friend. Thank you, Dad. I saved Aslam's friend because Aslam's friend was flying high."

Aslam hugged his father and felt cheerful because he was now joined by a toy that was very dear to him. It was as if he was like a sibling who did not want to part with the Upin-Ipin balloon.

"Together, darling. Now let's play Upin and Ipin."

Hamzah stroked Aslam's thick black hair. Then they drift in a balloon game Upin and Ipin. As they were joking, Elizia appeared and said,

"Mama and Dad are awake? You guys eat first?"

"Let's eat healthy and grow tall. But Upin and Ipin are coming, Ma? They must be hungry too" replied Aslam, hugging one of the Upin-Ipin balloons and inviting the balloon to eat together.

Hamzah was still silent and followed Aslam who walked into the dining room. Elizia smiled as she walked towards the dining room. Not long before they arrived at the dining room with a menu of dishes and dishes that are complete cooked by Elizia.

The menu is very varied ranging from vegetable stir-fry kale, vegetable spinach, lodeh, rib soup and fruit and side dishes in the form of tempe, tofu, fish and meat. Do not forget a glass of milk to support the growth of your little one, Aslam Anggara.

"Islam wants to eat with vegetables and side dishes what? It just so happens that Mama cook a pretty much menu so that your child can choose the preferred cuisine."

Elizia picked up the plate and began to take out a barrel of white rice then asked Aslam's preferred side dish while glancing at her handsome husband who was also taking the plate lethargicly to eat with them.

"Aslam the same vegetable spinach side dish fried chicken yes Ma. Don't forget let's pray."

That's the menu Aslam chose. Elizabeth taught Aslam to pray before and after meals. So, if they have not prayed then, Aslam will protest.

"OKAY. The child of Mama and Dad. Let's pray together."

Then Elizabeth led Aslam to pray before eating. They all prayed with Hamza. Hamzah does not want to aggravate the atmosphere even though his heart is in a state of confusion. He loved such moments and loved his family very much.

"Ma, Dad, where is Oma? Why not eat with us? Pity Oma if you haven't eaten."

Aslam looked to the right and left looking for his grandmother who did not accompany them for lunch.

"Oma is resting, baby. Oma was exhausted because she had just taken a walk with Aslam to the park. Let Oma sleep, okay?" elizia answered Aslam, scooping the food because she was hungry.

"Ep. Poor Oma. Oma ran away keep Aslam. Oma's so good, Ma, Pa."

The two-year-old has empathy for his family. And he felt sorry for his grandmother who was willing to take Aslam for a walk until the dhuhur time arrived.

"Yes. Therefore, let grandma rest and Aslam should not be naughty yes Oma. Because Oma is dear to Aslam."

Elizabeth advised Aslam to love his family.

"Ready Mama. Um. Father was silent from now on. You're not sick, are you?"

Suddenly Aslam asked his father who had been silent. This made the curious soul of Aslam thrash. What usually Hamzah chatty when joining his family, now different from usual.

"Ehm. Dad's not sick. Dad just ate. So, if eating is good spent duli just talking," said Hamzah looking for reasons so that his son does not suspect that his heart is being hit by problems.

"Oh. That way. Yasudah Aslam wants to eat first until it runs out. Later when it's finished eating, namti Daddy play again the same Aslam and Upin-Ipin huh?"

While chewing food to the brim, Aslam whined to play again with his father. Because usually after Hamzah comes home from work will definitely put to play with Aslam.

"Ready. Commander!"

Hamzah was forced to pretend to be eager to answer questions from his son. She did not want to disappoint her handsome and adorable baby.

Ting, young!

The sound of a bell ringing. Hamzah immediately walked towards the front to open the door. Not long after, the door opened. Hamzah was surprised to see a tall, filled man wearing a white shirt. Beside him stood a stern-faced woman wearing a brown robe and an instant black veil.