The Whore That Gus Azam's Wife
Khalisa Family

“Assalamu’alaikum” The greeting sounds smooth, goes into the hearing of everyone who is inside the house.

“Wa’alaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh” Answer them together, while looking at the door, where the source of the sound is located.

Khalisa appears there, along with two middle-aged men who Stella is convinced are the parents of Khalisa.

“Umi, mbak Stella, sister Maryam”

Khalisa a little run, approaching the umi Fatimah as well as the two women he called his name.

“Umi, minal aidzin wal faidzin. Sorry if Khalisa is wrong, Khalisa misses umi hmm” Khalisa said on umi Fatimah while kissing the middle-aged woman's back hand.

Also kissed Delia's mother's hands politely. Next approached Stella also Maryam, do not forget the first aidzin minal with Azam and Zaidan.

“Oh is the wife of a former future ghost? Who made Azam cancel his marriage to Khalisa?” The middle-aged woman spoke to Stella as she kissed the back of her hand.

“His name is Stella, she is a beautiful woman, kind, independent, also obedient, God willing is best for Azam” Sahut Azam with his friendly smile, proud of his wife as if she is a diamond in his life.

Meanwhile, a smile from Khalisa's mother, hinting at his dislike with Azam's answer.

“Umi, should not say such a thing. Ma'am Stella is a good woman” said Khalisa, the girl clearly felt sorry for everyone who was there. Fear if later there will be a misunderstanding of what has been said by the mother.

Stella smiled, “Nothing Khalisa” He replied with the most sincere smile.

“What about boarding houses? Runs well?” Ask Umi Fatimah, diverting the conversation and also the awkwardness that suddenly occurred.

“Alhamdulillah goes well, sometimes there are obstacles, yes indeed nothing goes smoothly in this world, there must be pebbles. Then, what about Lailatul Qadar itself?” Answer abi from Khalisa, followed by a question back.

Umi Fatimah nodded, “You are right. Thank God my son-in-law Erlangga is ready to continue your mas. God willing will be a trusty leader for hut”

“Alhamdulillah” Gumam abi from Khalisa.

From the discussions delivered there, it can be concluded that abi Khalisa was the owner and leader of one of the city's famous boarding schools. Umi Khalisa is a lecturer at a well-accredited campus.

Stella silently shrunk her heart. It is only fitting that her husband will be betrothed to Khalisa, her family background is so clear, Khalisa herself is also a smart girl, beautiful, decent. Totally equal to her husband's family.

“Ehm, I'm sorry sir but, wouldn't it be rude if you keep paying attention to a woman who isn't your mahram?” Said Zaidan, giving a sharp warning to Erlangga's younger brother, Evan.

Evan immediately turned to Zaidan, “Also isn't it a disrespect when you interfere into other people's personal affairs?” The answer is haughty, the types of men are rogue indeed.

Zaidan tilted his smile, “I just don't want Khalisa to get more sins because of you who might be a little self-destructive. Khalisa was silent but, you saw him as if he had been flirting with your gaze ever since. The girl is too good if you have to bear your sins”

“Cih, even lectures. I'm sorry” said Evan then immediately went to his room, leaving guests umi Khalisa.

Meanwhile, Erlangga immediately stared at his sister's departure sharply. On the other hand, there was Delia's mother who lowered her head, ashamed of her youngest child's behavior.

...***...

“Darling, you were quiet a lot earlier, is there a problem? What is still in mind about Khalisa's ummah?” Azam asked his wife.

The night had greeted, the couple was preparing to pick up their dreams.

Stella smiled and shook her head, “No mas, just a little tired” she replied.

Azam just nodded, clutching Stella's tiny body into his arms.

But, Stella did not close her eyes either.

“Why would Azam prefer me whose family background is not even as clear as Khalisa?” Stella muttered, toying her finger on her husband's chest.

Azam also smiled a little, grabbed and then clasped the hand of Stella who was engrossed in guerrilla in his chest.

“So, that's what made my wife this silent since earlier hm?” Azam said, looking at the woman who will soon give birth to their baby.

“No, I just asked” Stella replied, not confessing her feelings.

“Honey, I've chosen you to be a part of my life. I believe you will and will be a much better person than you were. I never discriminate between the creatures of Allah SWT, I believe the destiny of Allah SWT is real. He did not send you to me just to meet, but actually sent you to me completely.

No need to worry about anything, you are still the best, most beautiful woman for me. What has happened let it pass, do not think of bad things, it will interfere with your health hm, I do not want my wife is sick” said Azam, peeping Stella long.

“Thank you mas” Stella said and hugged her husband's body.

But, what can I say? Azam chose himself. Women who lack religious knowledge, teach him a lot about life. Really, Stella felt like she was lifted back up after falling to the bottom of the abyss.