That man is my husband

That man is my husband
Not Time yet


There was a feeling of relief in my heart when all the trouble that occurred between me as well Rani was finished. Irman initially refused when I said I would retract the charges against Rani.


Mas Irman had rejected it, but when I explained it with enough care he would accept the decision I had taken.


Meanwhile, Rani is taken by her parents with them to Singapore to live with 'em, as well as for the purpose of healing her legs .What the hospital people and doctors say there is very good - good, different far here.


The days I spent were not much different from the days before. Attend Shafira school and go to Cafe .


This morning when I was dropping off Shafira, I was reminded of someone she said, his wife works here. I was so curious, which made me curious she said she didn't know anything about my son Shakira's twin sister Shafira when I asked her.


I also ventured to go to the teacher's room and asked about the presence or absence of teachers who are new.


Hc. ..tok...


" Assalamu'alikum "I say hello before entering.


" Wa'alaikum greetings, Let's go in "a teacher replied and let me come in and sit down. .


" Where do you need to come here, maybe I can help "ask the teacher.


" I'm sorry ma'am earlier, introduce my name Aisyah .I am the guardian of Shafira" reached out and shook each other.


" Look ma'am, if I can figure out if there's a new teacher here"


" Yes right mother, yesterday there was a new teacher if the name is wrong Gisel, he moved from London "


To here? I am in my heart .Why did this teacher say yesterday and now ? Out of curiosity I asked back.


" Yet? my ul


" Then where is he" I called again.


" I'm sorry mother, yesterday the day after the new teacher entered.But somehow tomorrow he immediately resigned "clear teacher was .


Deg ,,,, uh ,,,


my heart suddenly hurt, in my brain only thought of one question only, why just go in immediately resign lgi? And I'm sure this must be because of AzkA. I'm sure he banned his wife from working here. He must have been afraid he'd see me again and forced him to admit where his brother hid my son.


I'm sure AzkA must know something about my son. Because there's no way she's gonna find out, she's her sister, her family . My inner


After hearing the teacher's explanation, I left.


Along the way I just kept quiet, thinking something .If AzkA's wife comes out the day after she enters, it's the finger where she met AzkA for the first time 4 years after she didn't meet, it's a fiction, added to my belief that AzkA knows something about my son.


He ran away from me, dodging me means he doesn't want me to know . Why does everyone seem so happy to play around with me.


Doesn't anyone want my son Shakira back? . And also does his father have absolutely no intention to bring me to my son?


Really if thought of making my brain dizzy,


now that I'm in the car, it's gone my mood to go to the cafe. So I decided to stay here while waiting for Shafira to come home, and try to calm down. Maybe by myself first the burden of my mind can be slightly reduced.


I leaned my back against the car seat, and positioned my body as comfortably as possible. Before long my phone vibrated, I reached for the bag to pick up the phone.


Written there is the name Mas Irman, he is always present at the right time. Even when my mind is in chaos like this, he is always suddenly present. Irman felt what I felt.


Never before had he called me this early.


Slide the green icon, then bring the phone closer to the ear.


" Halko, Assalamu'alikum mas "


" Greetings wa'alaikum, yank"


" Yank you where, "ask Irman over there


" Aisyah again at Shafira mas school, why is that? ask me back.


" This hour is still there, is there any interest Yank "


" No mas, Aisyah just wanted to wait for Shafira to come home,. Aisyah no longer in the mood "


" Yank, what's wrong with you? try the story to mas. I've told you never to keep your own problems, try for , tell me not to be a burden "


My guess, right? Irman always knew when I had a problem or when I was thinking about something.


I'm trying to calm down I can't cry, I can't worry about Irman.


" Hello Yank, , you're still there, right?" ask Irman behind the phone because I just kept quiet.


" It's mas, Aisyah is still here "


" Try the same story Yank, you why ?:


" Later Aisyah storyain mas, but not on the phone "


" Yaudah now you go home, do not just stay there, Shafira came home still a long time, continue not to go to the Cafe let Jo alone take care of there. You go home well later mas nyulus "


" Yaudah he , we meet at the Cafe, see you at the Cafe well keep telling me all the same mas. Never keep your own problems. Hang up the phone yeah .Assalamualaikum Yankee.


" It is, Wa'alaikum salam "


tutt. .tutt


phone line disconnected.


The little attention Irman gave me was more than enough. I feel like I have you.


you are always there when I need encouragement, support is also when I grieve your shoulder is always there for me to make a backrest.


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Now, I was sitting daydreaming in a chair by the window of my chin propped up on the back of a chair, with my eyes staring out at the highway. contemplating life , there's been a big change in my life sometimes I don't feel like me. I feel like I don't exist.


I realized that the name of life must have its ups and downs, and so does my life. Problem after problem comes , problem one solved comes problem another . God sorry ... come back again I complain .


When my mind either flies off, someone holds my head and rubs his nuggets gently, it feels comfortable. I also realized from my daydream, and I saw Irman who was smiling at me.


It was peaceful to see her smile, if I was halal for her to want to hug her, I needed her arms. It's just that I'm self-conscious I'm still not halal for this man in front of me . But the time will surely come .


" Have you come yet? I don't know anyway !" I said to Mas Irman while confirming my sitting position.


" How do you want to know, your people dream of being rich. "


" Sorry ...


" Have it, ignore the joking mas .Mas deliberately rungendap - lest you know mas come "


" Have breakfast? what to make drinking ? "


" Have breakfast Yank, and Don't bother, Now Just Tell me everything the same mas"


" I must have known, what has been Aisyah's mind all this time" I said as I directed my eyes to the opportunity direction because I did not want to be seen by Irman mas if my eyes glazed.


" Yank, I've said several times, I'll help you, wait for Yank. For now, it may not be time to find your son"


" When, four years ago .I miss shakira, I'm afraid my father and mother don't love him. Hiks hyks I'm afraid also If he doesn't think of me as his Umma, I don't want it to happen " downed is my defensive fort


" Look at me,!! where did Aisyah who I know first. Aisyah who knows no crybaby, never complains, she is always patient, cell-on


the words of Irman I was agile with my words.


" Aisyah who was destroyed since four years ago when she was hurt and when her son was forcibly taken by the person who claimed to be her father"


glancing at Irman


" And Ayesha who was before you mas , the new Ayesha .what I said was true Aisha was as sweet as that, often complaining of lamenting destiny and impatience. hiks hiks keep Aisyah should be how mas .Mas said he wanted to help but mas looks silent tk There are signs looking for my son?"


" You doubt Mas Yank?, being silent does not mean not looking for your son. Mas just told people to track the whereabouts of your ex-husband, Mas indeed there is still a family relationship with him, he said, but you know for yourself that the relationship between the family and Rudi is not okay ."


" Hiks.hiks forgive me mas, "


"Here you go, it's still too early for us to argue, don't cry anymore wipe your tears Yank, I don't want to see you rich gini"


" Remember Yank, now may not be the time yet, but Shakira's promise I'll find. Are you talking the same?


I could only nod my head while continuing to sob.


" Good girl, oh yes Yank, prepare yourself as soon as possible, because I'm speeding up our marriage"


I was shocked to hear the narration from Irman, I could not believe it but my heart was happy to hear it, because this is what I wanted.


" Why speed up?


" Because I really can't wait to take you to the end of the day, like now I want it to feel like I touch you bring the strength of the mas to give a sense of security, like now, comfortable and certainly remove the tears of your sadness yank"


I who was crying immediately stopped when I heard something sweet coming out of Irman's lips. It's a romantic thing, isn't it?


" As long as you know, what you were talking about was indeed the thing I wanted as well"


Mas Irman smiled and said "A moment, One week from now get ready baby .you, your child and mas will be us, one happy family "


" he was hoping it was like that too "


" So don't be sad anymorewell, smile dong Yank? "


I innocently followed Irman's orders, always like that


:)


tbc.