You Relieve Me to Take Off
Ch22: Understand

After praying, Ali returned to his room. He took his phone out of the drawer. Sighing heavily, before finally sending a message to someone.

It didn't take long, he got a reply.

“Phone only,” his murmur throws his ass into the mattress.

Connected calls, seconds later. Someone said hello to him.

“Wa'alaikumussalam, haven't slept?” tanyanya, while glancing towards the door of the room.

Anxious if suddenly his first wife comes in.

“Aina you followed my orders right?” tanyanya, before leaving for Banten, he asked Wan Aina to sleep in the main house.

Because the house occupied by his young wife is not soundproof. Moreover, he also has not installed an automatic lamp, which will remain on. Even if the lights go out from the center.

“Don't say you didn't follow my request,” guessed it, when his young wife was silent.

Ali rubbed his face rough, as a husband was his duty. To make his wife feel comfortable and safe.

“Don't be stubborn, all this is for our good ...My race is in Banten ...But my mind branched ... for here and there.”

He breathed a heavy sigh, after getting married for the second time. The burden of his mind increased. Not to mention if it's about work.

He felt he had no time to think about himself. Because his energy was drained to think about the feelings of his two wives.

“Here I am anxious because grandma is sick. Even Abah has gathered children from grandmothers. So, I hope. You can say the word Mas! Aina ...sleep in the main house, I will feel relieved. If you follow my orders. Because in the main house. You will not hear thunder, moreover, if the lights go off you will not wake up and feel tight,” he said,

“At least the burden of my mind will be reduced,” he said in a heavy voice.

The door was knocked making him, turning his gaze away.

“Li eat first, Abah and others are waiting for you.”

Ali closed his mouth tightly, something strange bursting into his heart. Guilt as a daughter-in-law in her father-in-law for being more fun with women.

To make his first wife's family starve for waiting for him.

On the other hand, he felt guilty for his second wife. Because tonight's talk should end so briefly.

“Iya Ma!” he slightly raised his voice.

Hearing footsteps move away from the room. He was the one who had covered the speakers section of his cell phone. Now he put it back in his ear.

“Aina remember my message, sleep in the main house. Take care of your health and don't stay up, I hang up. Assalamu’alaikum!”

The man immediately turned off his phone after hearing Wan Aina's greeting reply.

Quickly Ali put on the sandals and got out of the room.

Until at the guest room the relatives have sat around to eat together.

“The awaited come too,” chirps the white-bearded man Ali knew as his brother Abah.

The man smiled awkwardly, palms sweaty.

I can't imagine how it would react. Abah's extended family, if you know the truth.

Call with another woman.

“Ngapain alone in the room, this big family is hugging. You're alone,” asked the others, when Ali wants to sit down.

As soon as the man fell silent, what should he answer.

It's impossible to speak the truth, right?

“Kang's lesson, if Ali's in the room, he needs a break. Yesterday night until here at eleven. Get out of Mom's room, if not one half unit. Dawn was up, and I was sent to the market. Bada Dzuhur ngantar Abah to fill the lecture,” chirps mother.

Ali glanced at her mother-in-law. Somehow he felt, if his mother-in-law was covering up what really happened. That means her mother-in-law heard, if she was on the phone with Wan Aina.

“So much is your schedule Li!” another sahut made Ali turn his eyes from his mother-in-law towards the middle-aged mustache.

Ali just smiled faintly. At this moment his eyes were frowning in search of his wife. Some of his sister's wives, in and out of the kitchen to entertain the men. Why he did not find his wife.

Seeing that, Abah, who was sitting next to him, said softly. “Your wife is in her grandmother's room, you can meet her after eating.”

Ali nodded slowly. Even though they live in the same place. He rarely met his wife. Even before going to Banten, he thought he could enjoy quality time with Meisya as much as possible.

In fact, it was just wishful thinking.

After eating together, Ali withdrew. He wanted to see his wife in Grandma's room. Before we got to Grandma's room. He met his mother-in-law.

“Bu, has he eaten?” tanyanya stood in front of mom.

“From noon he only focused with grandma, to skip lunch. My mother reminded ...But it looks like your wife, too worried about Grandma's deteriorating state.”

Ali breathed a heavy sigh.

“Mother is calm? I'll talk to him later.” Ali immediately set her foot toward Grandma's room.

Ali knocked on the door that opened a little, there was no need to get an answer. The man immediately poked his head inside.

Tonight in Grandma's room, filled with her grandchildren.

Meisya who was massaging Grandma's feet, turned her head as the door opened. He saw his husband staring at him.

“Eat first, later you get sick,” Ali said standing behind the door.

“Iya Dik May, eat first let us here accompany Grandma!”

Meisya turned to her cousin.

Ersa as her sister-in-law, agreed to the words of her cousin-in-law.

Heavily, Meisya got up from her seat.

“You don't want to see Grandma, first?” ask Meisya to Ali.

The man glanced at the bed. There was a strange feeling that filled his heart and mind. Even if I only see the face of my grandmother.

Quickly he denied all the feelings that ravaged his calmness.

Ali moved his feet closer to the bed. It was hard for him to open his mouth, to ask grandma. Who happened to open his eyes, as he stood beside the bed. He glanced at his wife, with a sad face. And back to Grandma, who had already closed her eyes again.

The man took a slow breath.

“Better you eat first, then take care of Grandma!” mishik Ali pulled his wife's hand out of the room.

“I don't naf-su Bib!” the answer was weak, arriving outside the door.

“Must eat, if you get sick. How can you take care of grandma?” Ali walked over to his wife's body.

Meisya clucked in annoyance. But Ali quickly gave an offer that could not be rejected by his wife.

“What if we eat a plate together. I miss, we haven't eaten like that in a long time. I wait on the terrace,” he said leave, no need to hear answers. Because if he was still with Meisya, that one woman would have a myriad of reasons.

Room terrace selection, be the place of candle light dinner, tonight. Because someone can't see them from below. Moreover, the distance of the santri room building and Meisya room terrace is quite far.

Ali immediately spread out a small carpet. Waiting for his wife's arrival. Actually, he was full, but. If Meisya is not accompanied by food, it could be that one woman. Not eating until morning.

The man smiled faintly as his wife walked in a plastic tray filled with rice and side dishes.

“Have your hands washed?” tanya Meisya put down a plastic tray and a bottle of water from her left hand.

Ali nodded. Both couples enjoyed the meal with wisdom.

Ali would occasionally feed his wife with his hands. And vice versa. Until suddenly Meisya made a sound. “Bib, I'm afraid.” he said with a serious mimic.

Ali fell silent, he found out what his wife feared.

Is this about Grandma's health?

“Oh ..ya I forgot ... Abah said that women better pray at home. Can you explain it. I want to ask Abah, but the time is not right,” he said to switch the conversation. Than to see his wife sad while eating.

“A woman is allowed to pray in the mosque. But praying at home is much better and more rewarding. Even better than the prayer in the mosque Nabawi.”

“That's the Prophet SAW. Arrived by Abu Humaid's Wife As Sa'idi! Umm Humaid asked; O Messenger of Allah, verily I want to pray in congregation with you.”

“Rasulullah SAW, replied. I've known about it. That you are eager to pray with me. But your prayer in a special room for you (bait) is more important .. from the prayer in the living room of your house (hujrah) ....Your prayers in the living room of your home are more important ..from your prayers in the leading room of your home ...Your prayer in the outer room of your house is more important ..from the prayer in the mosque of your people ...Praying in the mosque of your people is more important ..from the prayer in my mosque (Nabawi Mosque).”

“According to you, the reason behind it is all what?” Dahi Ali wrinkled.

“Avoiding tabarruj, and away from mixing with the opposite sex (ikhtilath)”

After he finished eating, Meisya would move from his seat. But she was overwhelmed when her husband made a sound.

“I know about your fear .. but I don't know, how to get rid of that fear. I've been in that position ... and nothing can take away the fear of a breakup..”.

Meisya was stunned to hear it, it turns out that Ali knew her fear of losing her grandmother. Although he didn't say much.

The woman threw her body towards her husband. Crying in Habib's arms.

The man could only stroke his wife's back. This was the reason for switching the conversation, so that his wife could eat first. Before his grief finally broke.

TBC...