Yes, to be honest, Bella really wanted to hug her husband. An image of how beautiful Arum looked. Bella thought that she shouldn't let Mas Bara be owned by someone else. He's the only one who will forever have Mas Bara. "Hmm... yes, I'll try!" Bara exclaimed lazily. He ended the call from his wife quickly. "Why, turn it off! Even though I wanted to say I love you," Bella grumbled as she plopped herself onto the bed. "Should I try calling again?" she asked herself. She immediately called her husband back. "Hello, Mas, I want to tell you something," Bella said quickly. She was afraid to disturb her husband who was working. Basic women are unstable. "Yeah, what's wrong Bella?" asked Bara with an irritated face on the other side. "I love you, Mas," the sentence sounds soft but accompanied by a feeling of love. "Yes, I love you too Bella. It's been a long time. Mas, I'm still working," it sounded short, but Bella felt relieved now. "Okay. Assalamualaikum." "Walikumsalam." Bella exhaled slowly. Now he's starting to feel calm. The simple sentences spoken by the two of them were ordinary. But it makes a more beautiful change than usual. ***
"Miss, wake up sis," Mirna's palm gently shook the white-faced woman's arm. Bella opened her eyes in shock. Window view with orange glowing white curtains. "Miss Bella, it's almost sunset, miss, wake up," said Mirna, the household assistant tirelessly. Bella finally sat down slowly. He looked at the box wall clock attached to the wall. half past six in the afternoon. Bella mouth beristighfar because sleeping until almost night like this. "Why did you just wake me up, Mir?" "Oh my God, Ms. Bella, I've woken up several times since four o'clock. But I haven't woken up," said Mirna with pursed lips. "Have you come home, Mir?" Bella asked while rubbing her eyes. "Not yet, Ma'am. Maybe after maghrib we'll be here," Mirna said casually. After that Bella took a warm bath and got ready for the maghrib prayer. After the prayer he prayed very fervently. "O Allah, the most merciful. Heal my heart's wounds, so that I can repay my heartache with a smile. O Allah, to be honest, I really felt very sick when I saw Mas Bara and that woman in the car kissing. I hope what I saw was not my husband's affair . I hope what my husband explained is true. If he doesn't really do that scene. O Allah, strengthen this weak servant of yours. Forgive my sins, O Allah. If because of my sins you test me like this. Please forgive my sins, O Allah. Amen ya rabbal natural," Bella's palms rubbed her face warmly. Now he feels so relieved because everything that is in his heart has now been poured out to the Almighty. Eleven o'clock came. Bella's eyes began to feel sleepy. He yawned and blinked continuously. Trying to keep his eyes wide open. "Oh my God! Where are you, Mas Bara? Why hasn't he come home at this hour yet?" she asked herself. He stood now peeking out by slightly opening the gray curtains. It looks very quiet at night. like his lonely heart. Feelings of anxiety began to appear when I looked at the clock and saw that it was twelve o'clock in the evening. Bella exhaled furiously. "I ask forgiveness from Allah the Almighty!" Bella said sitting back leaning back while stroking her chest. "Mas, mas, why did your cellphone turn off? Where are you, sir? Oh my God, rabbi. . . . " Instantly Bella was shocked when the sound of lightning struck. "Subhan Allah!" Bella said holding her chest. The sound of thunder was really scary but it was even scarier if her husband dared to have an affair.
"Oh God, don't rain yet, I beg you. The problem is Mas Bara hasn't come home yet," Bella said with a worried face. He looked at the screen again and saw his husband's contact name. Immediately he called. But no answer at all. Now Bella heard the sound of a car. He immediately opened the gate that is not too big belonging to the house. The car enters the parking lot of the house which looks perfect for the size of the car. Now the man in the white shirt and black jacket got out of the car. The oval face looked exhausted. His eyes didn't even see his wife's face in front of him. His feet just walked into the house. "Oh God! Mas, why are you just coming home?" "I'm tired Bella. You better make me warm white milk," said the man who now opened his jacket and put it on the bed. "Tired? I'm tired too, Mas. I've been waiting for you to get really sleepy like this. I've been waiting for you to get really late like this. Why didn't you answer my phone? Just then the phone went off again. You should have just let me know, bro." I am your wife, mas!" Bella's annoyance overflowed in front of her husband's face. "My husband just got home and is being scolded like this! I'm working my ass off until late at night like this! For you Bella!" cried the husband while opening his white shirt. Then he rushed to change clothes with white underwear. Then sat on the bed with a face still upset. Bella took her husband's jacket and shirt and bag. He put the things in their places. After that she sat beside her husband. "Mas! Do you know that there is a hadith which explains that it is sunnah to hasten to return to his family, after completing your assignments you should not delay doing things that are not your duty or purpose of traveling," Bella said firmly. The husband glanced at the indifferent. "You must be finished with work, continue to play with your friends, OK, Mas? Coffee is not clear or playing futsal or don't you be with Arum," Bella's eyes were intimidating. "Bella stop," now those shady eyes turned ferocious looking at Bella's face full of anger. "Don't accuse Bella carelessly. Your brain never thinks positively about me. You don't have to talk about Arum either. He's just my friend Bella!" "Yeah," Bella called out in a loud voice. "Now you explain to me why you can come home so late like this ha?" the voice sounded so high that it boomed throughout the room making their household assistant. Mirna opened her eyes slowly. Mirna was very surprised to hear her employer arguing.