Loving Husband Interlude
27. Billing Promises

Azam contacted Arsyil back after one week since his promise to come to his house failed because Mala suddenly fainted. He will now contact Arsyil Lago and come to meet him at his home.

Tuout.

Connected, but not yet answered. Azam tried to contact him again and was soon answered.

"Assalamu aleikum, Zam."

"Wa aleikum salam."

"What's Zam?"

"I didn't have time to come to your house to meet Najwa, was today home?"

"Yes, I'm home. On vacation, you want to come here?"

"Yes, I want to see you and Najwa."

"If you want to come here not too late, my wife wants to go to her brother's house" Arsyil said.

"Okay, I'll come sooner. But you're home, right? I mean you didn't come with Najwa to your house?" ask Azam.

"Yes, I'm not coming. Najwa's deck is there." said Arsyil.

Azam was silent, as he was glad that Arshil had not gone with Najwa to his brother's house. He'll meet Najwa for a while and then chat with Arsyil. So Azam's mind.

"Yes, I'll be there now."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Assalamu aleikum."

"Wa aleikum salam."

Click!

Azam hung up his phone, he is happy to now meet his ex-wife again after almost three months as their agreement will be to complete his contract.

Azam came out of his room, he saw Mala was learning to knit. Azam took the car keys and immediately left with a disappointed look from his wife Mala.

Bi Darsih approached Mala, presenting a health juice drink. He also sees Azam leaving without telling Mala where to go.

"Where is Azam going, ma'am?" ask bi Darsih.

"Don't know bi, just didn't tell me" Mala replied disappointedly.

"Will mom stay here? I mean will mas Azam accompany mother until giving birth?" asked bi Darsih, he felt bad if he immediately asked Mala and Azam about the marriage contract.

"Yes, until my son was born" Mala said.

"Ooh, yeah. I'm pregnant." said bi Darsih.

Actually between Najwa and Mala it is according to bi Darsih everything is good. There was nothing bad in the eyes of bi Darsih, he just felt sorry for his current employer now. Pursue the love she has decided for herself just because she is not pregnant.

But now remarried and pregnant with her child, it is still the first woman she has ever loved.

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Azam looking for Arsyil's address by looking at several houses lined up like BTN houses lined up, see the number listed in front. And it turns out that Arsyil's house is at the very end and the place is high, and the complex of Arsyil's house is indeed high and free from flooding.

Because in the complex in front prone to flooding. Azam stopped his car in front of Azam's house. It looked lonely, but then he saw Najwa coming out of his house.

Azam's heart trembled, he was transfixed to see his ex-wife wearing shoes. Then out Arsyil in casual clothes by carrying a bucket of laundry clothes.

Azam was stunned, he saw that Najwa and Arsyil were talking. There was an anxious look on Najwa's face, and so was Arsyil. I don't know what Arsyil and Najwa are talking about, but then his ex-wife shakes Arsyil's hand and he steps away from Arsyil.

"Dad!"

Call Arsyil who was heard by Azam. Najwa looked back, stopped and looked at her husband.

Arsyil smiled, he came closer and pulled Najwa's head and kissed him long ago. Najwa smiled and waved her hand at her husband, and Arsyil replied.

The scene made Azam his heart jealous, his hands clenched. He saw the meaningful gazes of Arsyil and Najwa in Azam's eyes.

He was really angry at Arsyil and Najwa's affection. Azam snorted violently, he wanted to get out as soon as possible. But he held off when Najwa left Arsyil when an online taxi came to a stop in front of their yard.

After Najwa got in and the car was gone. Azam got out of his car, he stepped towards the house of Arsyil and approached the man who was drying clothes. Azam noticed what Arsyil was doing, and then he cleared his throat.

"Ehem!"

Arsyil turned his head, he stopped drying his clothes and Najwa. Seeing Azam standing in front of him with a cold look.

"You do this every day?" asked Azam as if he was whistling what his best friend was doing.

"Ngga is also just a coincidence Najwa is having business" replied Arsyil drying the last shirt.

He then took Azam in, and he knew what Azam said was a sneer at him. But he didn't care, for him helping Najwa's work it was fun.

"Sit Zam" said Arsyil.

He went into the kitchen and put down the bucket he had brought with him. Then go out and see Azam.

"You're late, Najwa just left" Arsyil said.

"I knew he had gone by taxi online" Azam said.

Arsyil was silent, he looked at Azam who was also staring at him flatly. There was hostility in Azam's eyes to Arsyil.

"I also knew your closeness before Najwa left" Azam said.

Arsyil was still silent, then lowered his head and took a heavy breath. He knew Azam was reminding him not to go too far in harboring feelings for Najwa.

"What do you want to talk about, Zam?" ask Arsyil.

"You know exactly what I'm here for. But maybe I say again, your time is almost up. Half a month is up, you have to divorce Najwa" Azam said.

"I know Zam. I will not break my promise, I will divorce Najwa. And it's still half a month, I'll talk to Najwa again before the divorce" Arsyil said.

"You better not tell Najwa anything about me coming here and asking for your promise. And also don't say anything that makes Najwa so heavy that he leaves you" Azam said.

"What do I mean I should tell him?"

"Maybe you declare love or prevent her from leaving. Or something that makes him heavy leaves you" Azam said.

"Are you afraid that Najwa will reject you?" ask Arsyil.

"No. I'm sure Najwa still loves me, so you don't expect Najwa to turn around to love you. So before you go too far with Najwa, you better break your intention to continue to like Najwa" Azam said.

Arsyil took a deep breath, he did love Najwa. But that does not mean Azam also set his heart not to love Najwa.

They talked for a long time, at first it was relaxing. But the longer Azam cornered Arsyil. And finally he said goodbye to Arsyil.

"I said goodbye, and I waited half a month for news that you had divorced Najwa" Azam said.

Arsyil just nodded, he drove Azam to the front. He only smiled faintly as Azam drove his car away from his home.

Arsyil turned around, he walked with shaky steps. But then he stopped suddenly, staring at the figure who had just left his house.

"Dad?"

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