Wrong Uterus
Chapter.30
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With a faint look, Syifa looked at the husband who was so close to her. "Does he want me tonight?" the word was spoken softly whether conscious or not but his words made someone fixated.
His eyes were rounded with a breath that suddenly stuck out. Arman suddenly became nervous upon hearing Syifa question. "Ehm, I .. I want ka-"
His words stopped when Syifa's eyes suddenly closed again, the soft snoring sound from Syifa's mouth made Arman exhale long while lying on his back. "Astaghfirullah, it turns out he was just delirious. Why do I feel like I've just been tortured."
He looked back at the wife's face from the dim light of the candle. "You really managed to make my heart go unnoticed. How long have I been down, so long as I want it so hot."
Arman wrapped his hand over Syifa's belly, and tried to close his eyes even though he didn't know whether he could sleep or not tonight.
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Eight o'clock in the morning after breakfast. Syifa frowned when the husband looked so relaxed as if reluctant to move, even though today is not a holiday. "Mas not working?"
With a sad face due to lack of sleep, Arman mengogakkan his head to see the wife. "I'm going to take a day off." He returned to the focus of seeing the newspaper this morning.
Out of curiosity Syifa immediately sat down next to her husband. "Holiday, why?"
Arman turned his head back while putting on a flat face. "You really don't remember?"
"Remember what? Mas is upset yeah, usually a five-finger smile, this from this morning like a frustrated person." Syifa unceasingly frowned because she did not understand the words of her husband.
How innocent my wife is, it seems I have to take her somewhere, Inner Arman.
Finally Arman put on a smile while stroking Syifa's head. "Mas isn't upset, you take it easy. You get ready, I want to take you somewhere."
Arman clasped his wife's hand and moved out of his seat. "Come pray together.
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"I'm sorry Firman, but I can't continue business with you" said Father as he thrust a map before the Word.
Word's face looked flat, he had expected this to happen, but he thought it would not hurt so much when he was no longer expected.
He grabbed the map with all the crumbling feelings clearly visible. After this he no longer knew what he had to do to bring Syifa back to his side.
"Is it Mr Arman who asked Dad to cancel our partnership?"
Father lowered his head, he could not deny that. "Yes, Arman asked Dad to take care of the branch company, his work is light and time-consuming, once again I'm sorry."
Word started to fall.
"Firman, I know you love Syifa so much but you can't have her anymore. Honestly that day I was very disappointed in you, but because I thought you were a child, we forgot about the problems of the past, now you start a new life, you start a new life, rest assured with or without Syifa you can also be happy."
The Word could not hold back his tears. In that silent room his tears trickled down as all regrets could only be lamented without being able to be repaired. "Which woman deserves to take her place in my heart."
Dad patted the Word on the shoulder a few times, he knew it must be so heavy but it could all be missed. "You'll find a woman who's as good as her, or maybe you'll find more than her. Dad's saying goodbye."
Dad left the shophouse room that was just about to make the Word his first office. After Father's departure, instead of stopping, the cry of the Word increasingly broke.
Even after I challenge fate, you don't care. What should I do Syifa when I am no longer the paradise you long for, the Inner Word.
A love that pronounces one name is only a figure of the world while the determinant of everything is the creator of the universe.
Whispers in the third of the night, has now given an answer. Yes, the answer to all the prayers in heaven is not always in accordance with expectations, because God gives according to what his servant needs not what he wants.
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