The Shackles of Love are Lying
A Honesty

Najib, who had returned from the meeting, found his office empty, quiet, no laughter of his daughter and wife who usually color his room, became wondering. Is it possible that it hasn't arrived yet? It's been a long way past Iza's home hours. What's up ... This feeling is not calm.

He tried to call Aina's number. But darling not lifted up.

“Assalamualaikum, Den.”

“Waalaikum greetings.  Thank God.. You finally came.”.

“Lho Man, where's Mom and Iza?”

“Eee ... Mother ... Anu ... Mother ...”

“Why are you so nervous, what's wrong with my wife? ... Justsaytheword. What happened to them?”

“Mothers meet Den Ayu.”

“Really?”

He nodded lethargicly.

Najib dropped his phone off. What was worrying all along happened as well. Oh my God ....

“Im sorry Maman, Den. Maman couldn't prevent it.”

“Which key!”

“This Den,” He gave the key while looking down, not daring to look at his master directly.

“Then where are they now?”

“The lady to the apartment, miss Iza brought Den Ayu to her house.”

He glanced at his watch. There's still plenty of time to rest. Can be used to meet them. Hopefully nothing happens with Iza or Aina.

If he was worried about Aina now, it was only natural. Because who doesn't know, if Sheza likes to be rude when he's angry.

“Still, Man.”

Najib immediately headed to his car which had not been put into the parking lot by his driver.

Along the way to his apartment, Najib did not stop praying, “May you guys be fine.”

As soon as he arrived, he headed straight to the floor where his residence was.

After sticking the sim card in place and pressing a few numbers near the doorway of his house, He saw Aina who was silent, sitting pensively in the living room with a large bag beside her.

“Honey, what are you doing?”

Aina got up and looked at Najib with a flushed face full of tears. As soon as Najib approached, he immediately dodged towards the stairs.

“I hate you Mas!” He kept running with his cry.

Najib quickly caught up with him, and hugged him from behind.

“Release!”

“No!”

“You are evil Mas. Have no feelings. You've been lying to me. Fooled me all this time. Why are you so happy with me, Mom? Don't you know how sick it is to be accused as an actor, a destroyer of people's households, just wanting to master the gold treasures, the hyx. That's worthless to me, Mas. ... ” Aina just keeps nagging on the sidelines of her cries. Spilling all her frustration while trying to escape from her husband's tight embrace.

After a while, Aina was no longer rebellious, looking calmer, although her sobs were still clearly heard in Najib's ears. He also loosened his arms.

“Already, Dear.” He turned Aina's body around. And looked at his wife who was still bowing before him.

Without her knowing it, her tears came out.

“Look at me, Darling!”

“Can we talk, Honey?”

Aina nodded slowly.

“Remove your tears yes. I can't look at you like this.”

“This is all because of Mas. The one that made me cry.”

“Ya, Wrong mas.”

Najib immediately grabbed Aina's body in his cradle and took her to their room.

“We talk in the room huh?”

Aina did not reply, silent in her weeping sobs that began to be heard. Her hands were twitching spoiled around her husband's neck. Who painstakingly carried his body up the stairs towards their room. Then sit him on the edge of the bed.

“Can Mas request, you wash your face first.”

Although she did not answer, Aina immediately got out of bed and walked towards the bathroom in their room.

While Aina was washing her face in the bathroom, Najib went to the living room, taking Aina's big bag in the living room. While taking a deep breath, he lifted the bag and said softly, “Don't you have to go this way, Darling.”

He had already entered their room first, before Aina left the bathroom.

Out of the bathroom, looks like Aina's tears are still melting. Najib could no longer see it.

“Im sorry Mas, yes.” said Najib while hugging him.

Aina hush. Sometimes his hands rubbed his tears.

“I'm tired, Mas. I want to sleep.”

She took off her arms and let Aina walk towards her bed. She immediately hid her body under the blanket by turning her back to her husband.

At this time, he was too tired so he could no longer return to the office. Better to solve this problem first.

He immediately changed his clothes with a house shirt, washed his face for a while and went to lie down next to Aina.

“Mas sorry yes ... “ while staring at the ceiling of his room. While one hand did not stop rubbing Aina's shoulders. That finally made Aina turn around and look at Najib.

“Why didn't we talk in the first place, before we got married. I don't want to be called an actor or a family destroyer. Why not solve the problem first, so as not to be a burden for me. Anyway, I also feel guilty about Sheza if gini.”

There was a small smile on the lip of Najib. As if unsure of his hearing. How could he blame himself, while clearly he was the wrong one. It's so naive ... But that's what he is.

Perhaps this is the uniqueness that his wife has had since they met, and ended up falling in love.

“There's nothing wrong with you, honey. It is precisely the one who is very to blame that is your husband. But I admit that, if at that time my relationship with Sheza was complicated.”

“Whether it was, mas want to split.”

“I don't know. Even at this time I have not found an answer.”

“Mas, I am not the mother of Saudah who is able to mingle with the mother of Aisyah.  I am also not Mother Umi Salamah who with spaciousness decorate Mother Shofiyah to be with Her Majesty. And I am not the Mother of Umm Habibah who can offer her sister to be with His Majesty. No, Mom, I'm not like that.

I think I will behave like the daughter of His Majesty Fatimah Az, will complain to his father if the heart is hurt. But no! That was before the incident. Now I am in the middle of you. Conscious of not realizing it was like that. I think I want to back off.”

The crystal escaped from the edge of Najib's eye.

"Why?"

"I don't see you being patient, seeing that I'm jealous. Mother Aisyah alone can drop the plate when she finds a delivery of food from her honey. Mother Hafsah could not see His Majesty in her house with Mary. Am I more than them. Nah! I'm far away from them, which hurts a lot when Mas is with another woman."

Najib took a deep breath ...