Reaching the Moon
Chapter 41

It has been a month since Nizam returned home. The man still rested at home accompanied by the Moon who always faithfully took care of him with all the limitations of the woman who had not fully recovered.

Although Nizam's condition is getting better and better. Even his hands and feet could move, but in the presence of the Moon, he would again be helpless. Yes, suppose this is the way the glasses guy to spend time with his wife to get her used to it.

As of now, Nizam who was finishing his office work through the tab immediately kept everything under a pillow when the Moon approached him in the room.

"Mas, what will lunch be?" asked Moon while sitting next to him who was also sitting leaning on the head of the bed.

"It's up to you, honey. I love all your cooking," replied Nizam smiling sincerely.

The moon was not able to hide a smile from his face, but also did not dare to look at the bead of the husband's eyes. Nizam reached out his left hand to raise his chin slowly, then moved his finger like a line from his forehead to his chin.

Yes, this is Nizam's new habit since his discharge from the hospital . Every time he came close to the moon, he would do the same. At first it was just a form of joke, but the more here he liked the expression of the woman who reflexes close his eyes.

"I love seeing your face respond like this. You are so adorable" said Nizam, making the face of the Moon look down again with a red face.

Both are still cool in a simple joke but it feels so sweet every moment. Nizam enjoyed every second with his wife. Although the Moon still felt a little anxious when touched, but all of that progress had already made the man very grateful.

The sound of Nizam's cell phone suddenly ringing on the nightstand made the attention of the two diverted. Nizam immediately grabbed his phone with his left hand. The man frowned when the name "Tante Silvi" was plastered on the flat object screen.

"Assalamu 'alaikum, Auntie, '" Nizam said.

"Wa'alaikum hail, Zam. Is Aura in your house, son? Two days ago he said there were activities in town B, aunty call his number, but not active, aunty call his friend, but they said Aura did not come and there was no news. Aunty also called your mother, but there was none. Is he there?" asked the middle-aged woman in a worried tone.

"No, Aunt. The aura is not here," Nizam replied honestly.

"Astaghfirullah, where is he, O Allah," the sound of crying was now heard from across the phone, making the man also feel worried.

"Tante, calm down first, I'll try to help find Aura. Maybe he's in town."

After speaking briefly, Nizam immediately contacted Arfan and Dion to help him find out where Aura was.

"Mas, what's wrong? What happened to Aura?" tanya Moon could see the worry on her husband's face.

"Aura, she's missing, honey. Right now Arfan and Dion are temporarily trying to find him" replied Nizam.

"Astaghfirullah, may Brother Aura be fine."

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Moon had just finished her activities in the kitchen to help Mak Nira prepare lunch. The woman walked into the room while bringing food for her husband. However, his steps stopped at the door when he saw the husband was so busy calling someone from his bed to look for Aura.

"Mas, eat first, well," the woman asked when she saw Nizam stop calling.

"Awhile, yeah. Honey," the man replied briefly and then went back to someone.

The moon sits on the edge of the bed waiting patiently for her husband. When Nizam confirmed his phone, he asked to eat again. However, the answer is the same up to several times over and over again.

I was a little disappointed because my husband ignored me. The moon finally came out of the room. He tries to calm himself that Nizam is only worried about his best friend, but still his heart is jealous.

Is he selfish? Is the jealousy excessive? Is it too childish to bully someone who needs help? I don't know, that woman feels so wrong right now.

"Let Mak buy it, yeah," said Mak Nira.

"No, Mom. Just in front of the house. Near," reject the Moon.

In fact, it is Mak Niralah who always shop if there is a need, including when you want to shop in front of his house. Only, this time the Moon wants to go alone, he wants to get rid of his jealousy so as not to settle in the heart which in turn can interfere with the stability of his feelings.

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An hour later, Nizam walked slowly to the kitchen because of his rumbling stomach. At first he wanted to remain helpless in front of his wife, but because the Moon never came again to feed him food, he finally decided to look for her.

Moreover, there was guilt in Nizam's heart for ignoring the Moon earlier, so he wanted to meet the woman directly to apologize.

"Mak Nira, where's the Moon?" ask her to a middle-aged woman who is currently washing dishes.

"Loh, is Mother Moon yet to come? He said he wanted to go to the store in front of the house to buy something" said the woman.

"To the front shop?" repeat Nizam and get a nod from Mak Nira. "Since when?" sis asked.

"About an hour ago. Sorry, Mister. I thought Ibu Bulan had come and accompanied Father in the room," said Mak Nira felt guilty, but this time Nizam ignored. He immediately walked quickly, removing the bandage that was still wrapped around his hands and feet because it prevented him from moving.

Nizam went to the shop that Mak Nira was referring to, but the Moon was not there. The man went back to look for her elsewhere around the store, but did not find her. Anxious, Nizam returns home intending to call his wife's number. The woman's phone is in the room.

The man's worry grew after contacting his mother and sister, as well as Ms Syifa, but did not get any news of his wife from them.

"Astaghfirullah, where are you, dear," the man said unsettled in the room.

Nizam's phone is now back. This time it was an unknown number that adorned his phone screen. Without a second thought, the man immediately lifted her up.

"Hello, Mr. Nizam." A man's voice sounded from across the phone.

"Who is this?" ask Nizam.

"Are you looking for your ex-wife and wife?"

Nizam's brows immediately furrowed at the man's words. "Who are you? Where are they?"

Not the answer he got, but the sound of laughter .he heard this time.

"Please open your inbound message!" the guy across the phone.

Nizam immediately opened the incoming message as directed by a man he did not know his identity. The man's eyes faded when he saw two women tied up on a chair with their heads covered in black cloth.

Nizam could not see his face, but Nizam recognized the clothes of one of the women. Obviously it was the clothes the wife was wearing today. While the woman is one, he suspects that it is Aura.

"Whatdoyouwant! Let them go, Bajing*n!"

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