Beginning of the Compulsion
Fathan's Heartfilling Phrase

"You're doing here. Kok alone? I mean you're always Nindy's barsama." Fathan. He did not know that Fani was married.

"I'm playing around here. Nindy we haven't seen each other in a long time."

"Eh! Why?"

"He went to his Uwa village with his mother."

"Ohh... You're thirsty?" Fathan asked while glancing at the ice merchant who was there.

But Fani just kept quiet, he ignored Fathan's question, because his mind continues to focus on the problems he faces.

Fathan doesn't care about it. He got up to the ice merchant and ordered two portions. Then he came back and sat down next to Fani.

"This. It's good to eat ice cendol during the day." Fathan said as he offered the ice he bought.

Fani grabbed the ice and drank it. There was a sense of relief within his throat after gulping it down.

"Where's it good?" Ask Fathan.

Fani nodded her head.

"How have you been all this time? I see now, you don't seem okay." Fathan looked at Fani's face from the side.

"I'm just having a little trouble." Fani replied.

"May I know? Who knows if I can help."

"Sorry this is private."

"Ohh well. You don't want to ask me how I am?"

Fani looked at the man beside her.

"Why are you talking so much now? Different from the old." Fani.

"Oh yeah? My feelings from before were like this. But my friends say yes too."

Fani just smiled in response, she did not want to get too close to the opposite sex. Because I realized I was married.

"You know not. Ever since I went to college abroad I kept on looking at your face when we were in class. But now you're even .. more beautiful." Fathan smilingly looked at Fani and made Fani turn her head twitching her eyes.

"Yes, I admit I love you, even when we were a class first, this feeling is still there for you today." Fathan told Fani that he was surprised to hear the confession. Then Fani shook her head.

"Why? Is there something wrong with how I feel about you?" Ask Fathan because Fani even slightly avoid.

"I know you can't answer now, I'll always wait for your answer at any time, but I hope not for long."

"You're wrong to have loved me Fathan." Fani said and lowered his head again.

"Where's wrong? I'm talking honestly with you." Fathan continued to look at the bead of the eyes of the woman beside him who kept his head down.

"You can't love me. Because I ... "

Fathan's cell phone rang. And that made Fani not continue her words anymore. Because Fathan took the call straight away and stayed away a little.

After receiving the phone call. Fathan is back.

"All right, I'll go first because there's business. I hope I get an answer tomorrow morning. Assalaamu'alaikum." Fathan said he resigned himself without hearing the answer that Fani would say.

"Wa,alaikumsalam." Reply Fani

"How's this? Why is it like this." Fani muttered while taking a heavy breath.

It doesn't feel like it's afternoon. He decided to go home. But the phone rings. He saw who was calling him now. The name of the husband. He refused to lift it.

Three times Fani has not received the phone call. But on the next call, he finally accepted it.

"Where are you? He said he was going home. But there is no home." Rayyan asked in panic.

"I didn't go home, sorry."

"Where is it now?"

"All right, I'm there now. Don't go anywhere else. Wait for 'em ." Rayyan hung up on him and immediately set off to pick up his wife.

Fani sat back down waiting for Rayyan to come. Rayyan is her husband and must obey him.

He went back to drinking the ice cendol Fathan bought. Then remembered the confession that Fathan had made.

There is pity on Fathan if it is honest that he has been married, because the man was very good to him from the first. But it has to be honest, right?

The car was seen entering the parking area at the park. Rayyan went downstairs and looked for where his wife was.

Finally Rayyan saw Fani sitting in a corner away from the crowd. He approached and grabbed her from behind and then kissed her head.

"Sorry." Rayyan whispered as she closed her eyes and sat down beside Fani.

"I know how you feel right now. Because I might be the same if I were in your position. For sure, what you should know. I'm not as bad as you think." Rayyan said as she hugged him, leaning Fani's head on her shoulder.

Fani just silently remained silent and looked at him straight with a blank look.

"Yes, I used to love going to nightclubs, when I got lost on the wrong path, but I never really did that to any woman. Even I just did it yesterday when we were with you when we were married for two months, right?" Tukas Rayyan while grabbing his hand, he rubbed it very gently.

But Fani's heart could not accept it fully. There's still pain there. She got up and walked slowly and stopped, giving her husband some distance.

Rayyan rubbed his face rough, how else would he restore his wife's trust. He got closer to Fani and stood in front of her.

"We finish our house. I told people to take our belongings at my mother's house. From now on we'll live in our own homes." Rayyan grabbed Fani's hand and took her home.

Still Fani did not want to talk, but she still followed where her husband took her.

Even in the car they don't talk much. Rayyan turned to him and gently rubbed his wife's hand.

The car arrived in front of the intended house. Then enter the yard is quite spacious and there are some flowers perched there, adding a cool atmosphere and comfortable to see it.

Rayyan went down first, not forgetting to open the door for Fani. Both of them were standing near the car. Fani's gaze was fixed on a fairly magnificent house that was very good. A house that has two floors with white paint combined with brown adds its own impression. There is even one more car that Rayyan dedicates to his wife.

Rayyan invited him in, and back Fani presented with a living room that is quite spacious, there is also a television there. Rayyan took him up the stairs to their room.

The door knob was opened and the room was spacious enough to contain a mattress that was twice the size of the mattress at home the mother. And do not forget there is a sofa that is very soft and comfortable, as well as a window that leads to the highway, because the room is above. Also the bathroom when people enter will definitely linger in it.

"How, like?" Rayyan asked as she embraced him from behind. "Speaking up so I'm relieved means you still care about me." she explained.

"I don't know what to do. Honestly, I'm very happy to have all this and I say thank you very much, but........." Fani lowered her head which was twisted by Rayyan to turn to face her.

"Say what you want to say! express all your heart so that you feel relieved, and I will be silent to hear it until you are satisfied. After that I won't say much, all I want to do is embrace you as usual." Rayyan held both of his wife's shoulders.

Fani then sobbed for holding back the tightness earlier while he was in the park.

And Rayyan embraced him rubbing and pecking at the top of his head. He did not want to say a word before his wife spoke to reveal her heart.

"Honestly my heart still hurts a lot." Isak Fani's. "But why is this love deepening."

Rayyan closed her eyes and nodded her head in a sign that she was trying to understand the state of the contents of the wife's heart.

"Let me sleep first. I'mtired. And if I wake up, I hope my heart has calmed down a little." Fani broke her husband's embrace.

Rayyan was forced to obey his wishes, but that was not what he wanted. But all for the sake of the wife so must be patient.

Fani put herself on the white mattress and covered herself, after a few minutes she fell asleep.

Rayyan approached and sat down beside him. "Even I thought there was a little angel there." He murmured slowly while rubbing his wife's stomach. "Because you've never been this sensitive and it can never be long if you're angry with me. May my guess be true, Rabb. Keep her and my baby there." Rayyan kissed his wife.

Rayyan got up and went into the bathroom. But the sound of a cell phone. He looked for it first and the phone was in the wife's bag.

Rayyan took it and saw who contacted her. Looks like a new number there.

"Who is this." Rayyan muttered not daring to lift him up. But the phone kept ringing making him curious and then lifted it.

"Hallo, this is Fani, right? I'm Fathan, this is my number, I know your number from Nindy. Tomorrow we meet, yes, usual yesterday." Fathan said across the phone, but Rayyan kept quiet and decided the phone was one-sided.

"Fathan then? Meeting again? That means they've met before. Who else is he." Rayyan spoke for herself. And the feeling of jealousy now perched again in him.