You Relieve Me to Take Off
Ch15: Different Concern

Ali drowned after the departure of his father and stepmother. He looked at all the words that came out of his mouth. For his parents.

He admits that he has no morals. The proof is that he threw out his father. But he thought it was better. Than his father kept meeting. Maybe he will make his father's heart hurt even more.

“Mas!”

He looked up when his shoulder was rubbed at someone.

“Minum!”

His forehead was wrinkled to see his wife's teary eyes.

'Aina's crying? Why is she crying?' inner curious.

It seemed like he had completely forgotten the words that came out of his mouth earlier. Until not realizing, if one sentence makes Wan Aina discouraged.

Seeing her husband's red face. Whether holding back anger or regret, the girl took the initiative to comfort Ali

Denying his own sadness.

Wan Aina decided to go to her room, pick up something. Three minutes later he was back in the guest room. Although the husband is unaware, his presence.

“Jreng ... jreng ..jreng Mas Ali! Don't get angry, you'll get old!”

Ali who was daydreaming now glanced at his wife, his gaze could not be interpreted.

“Wan Aina is loyal to her person ... never be double!” Grinning as her gaze met her husband's bead.

There is a bad taste, for the song that was performed this time. Because the lyrics of the song slightly insinuate the status of her husband, who has two wives. But seeing Ali's expression, who was not angry, he continued the song again.

“Mas Ali, know not the right version answer for us?” The woman raised her eyebrows next to. Ali was flinchant, his face was curious.

Make the girl strum the guitar strings back.

Forwarding a real song, combined with his own reality.

“ How Wan Aina dua ... if she becomes second!” his chatter made Ali glare at him.

The girl clenched her lips tightly, she thought her husband would laugh. With his singing, but it seems to even offend his mas Ali.

Ali got up from his seat, the man left the living room. Without a word.

Wan Aina who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa. Go down and chase the man out of the house.

“Mas Ali where are you going? Aina didn't mean to make Mas, sad!” said Wan Aina trying to align her steps with her husband.

“Mas! Sorry Aina!” Please pull her husband's arm, which made Ali's steps stop.

“Aina I want to be alone!” Ali let go of his wife's hand that was twitching on his arm.

The brown eyes returned to tears, when she found her husband's behavior that looks upset with her.

“Aina apologise Mas!” she looked up at her husband's face.

“Iya, but please let me calm myself.”

“Mas Ali, where are you going? Let Aina treat the wound first!”

Following her husband's steps up to the terrace.

“Come on, you're not wearing a hijab. What if neighbors see you!” ali pushed Wan Aina's body into the house.

It seemed that Wan Aina had forgotten, if her hijab had been removed. When he went back to the room to pick up the guitar.

Ali breathed a sigh of relief when he was able to put his young wife into the house.

Even though the chatter kept shouting calling out his name.

“Mas Ali! Where to?” asked Wan Aina gedor-gedor glass.

“Do not leave the house, before I go home. Lock the door!” Ali warned his wife from the window.

Wan Aina piqued her lips, because Ali had given a ban that she could not break.

“Kiss hand first!”

Ali put the back of his hand in the mirror, so that his wife could still kiss his hand.

Ali started driving his car, out of the housing complex. The man drove the car with only one hand. “Astagfirullah!” he massaged his temple.

He let out a long sigh again, if he remembered the incident an hour ago. Where he behaved badly to his father. But he could not deny, his anger happened because his father who provoked him.

The white car began to enter the gate, not long after. It reduces the speed of the car. When we get to the destination. The man parked his car, in addition to several cars and motorcycles.

He immediately removed the seat belt, and got out of the car. Walk through the trees planted on the right-left side of the road.

His footsteps passed through some ground that was fitted with gravestones. Ten steps from where he was standing, he saw a woman standing from her squat. It is clear, if the woman had just finished the same burial pilgrimage, which she would have visited this afternoon.

Slowly he moved closer to the woman dressed in black.

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The woman turned her body. How surprised he was, to find the figure of the man standing behind him.

Seeing the female body in front of him staggering backwards, Ali immediately held back the female's back. Both eyes locked, there was a spark of light from the look of the woman's eyes. When he knew the man holding his body was none other than his lover. “Bib!”call him to grip the husband's shirt.

Ali straightened Meisya's body. Now the two men face each other. Highlight Meisya's eyes were sad, when he saw the corner of Ali's lips bleed.

“This why?” Meisya's hand raised wanted to hold the corner of Ali's lips. But before that happened, Ali immediately blocked him.

“Not to worry, this is just a small wound. Go home, let me calm down.”

Meisya nodded not asking back. As if he understood the nature of his interlocutor.

Ali hugged Meisya's body first, before she left him.

Now the man is crouching in the tomb of his mother.

Meisya who had already moved away from her mother-in-law, the woman looked back.

'I don't know what happened to you. But seeing the look on your face like that, I feel you are sad. But what makes you sad? Isn't it Saturday, you don't work. That means it's not a work problem. And why is your lip hurting?' confused mind.

Look at Ali's back from a distance.

“I'll meet Aina, who knows she knows about this!” Meisya immediately left the funeral. Hurry to meet Wan Aina.

Meisya put her car into the garage first. Before deciding to go to her home.

Hc .. tok....

The knocking from outside sounded to the kitchen. Wan Aina who had just wanted to cook for lunch, immediately ran out.

“Who? It can't be Ali!” muttered the girl, grabbing the hijab that was draped on the sofa.

Wan Aina first put on an instant hijab before opening the door for her guests.

“Mbak Meisya!”

The girl then told her husband's old wife to come in.

“What's first?”

“Cooking!” wan Aina replied walking towards the kitchen, which Meisya followed from behind.

After ten minutes of talking. Meisya decided to ask about Ali to Wan Aina.

“Aina, I didn't meet him on purpose, you know why he was like that. Then why did the corner of his lips hurt?” meisya asked with caution.

Although Meisya did not mention Ali by name, Wan Aina knew that the one being talked about was Ali, who was their husband.

Hearing Meisya's statement, Wan Aina's eyes turned red. The girl recalled the quarrel between her father-in-law and her husband.

Didn't Ali's lips tear because Ali defended Meisya.

“All because of Mbak Meisya!” he clenched his hand.

“AINA!”

TBC...