Loving Husband Interlude
42. Failed to Meet Again

Abah went into his room, followed by his wife. She saw her husband put down the books he used to teach at the foundation. Umi Dila sat by her bedside, still staring at her husband wherever he walked.

Abah Ubay turned to his wife, because he felt his wife had noticed what he was doing.

"Why umi? Umi want to talk to you?" ask husband.

"Well, it seemed like Azam was really excited to come here" said Umi Dila.

"Then?" ask abah.

"Yes, if in the end Najwa and son Azam talk the problem back again. Then Najwa refused it, it was very disappointing son Azam you know" said Umi Dila again.

"Umi wishes your son back to Azam?" ask abah.

"Ngga bah, umi still choose Arsyil. Although both are equally good and well mannered, but yes it is up to Najwa" said Umi Dila.

"Kan Umi knows who Najwa will choose, she loves Arsyil. Then why are you doubting?"

"No doubt, just pity."

"This noodle must be nih, smitten with the appearance of Azam and his new car."

"Well, I said that."

"Well, let Najwa decide. He feels how to love a husband. He also has to fight for his love. Don't be affected by anything. Sometimes you like to be confused with umi deh."

"Brown with bah?"

"Yes, that. Seeing Azam with a different appearance is so confused, seeing the polite and friendly Arsyil is always praised. Umi nih can not be asked for opinion according to abah."

"Well, how did you get angry?"

"Not angry, umi. But it's weird."

"Oh my goodness, God bah. Umi still chose her son happy, brother himself right so. Only Umi feel sorry if it turns out that Azam will be rejected by Najwa.

"Don't talk about it, let Najwa decide. They really need to talk really, because Najwa immediately decided his choice. It's a pity to see that he's always sad in his room, I wish he was happy with his choice" he said.

"Yes bah, umi also thought so. Being a widow twice is what it feels like. Very sad and embarrassed, umi was also embarrassed if she met a neighbor gossiping Najwa" said Umi Dilla.

"Don't think about the neighbors of Umi, they don't know how the problem is. Most importantly, I have a plan if Najwa has chosen his decision" he said.

"What plan is bah?"

"Later on, Najwa made his decision" said Abah.

"Change, just make an umi penasaram."

"Don't think about it, you're hungry. Make food."

"Yes." Yeah."

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Najwa's day in the room continued, he was exhausted after taking care of all the needs of his cousin's wedding in other areas. Umi and her brother told her that four days ago Azam came to her house and wanted to see her.

Najwa did not respond too much, but he thought about what he said uminya about Azam's arrival to his house. Only now was he thinking of solving his problem with Azam.

Tok to tok.

The sound of Najwa's bedroom door being knocked, Najwa lazily moved from his bed and stepped towards the door of his room. Unlock it and pull the door.

Dila looked at her, she felt sorry for her resting child.

"What are you doing, son?" ask umi Dila.

"The sleep of umi. Why?" ask Najwa.

"There's Azam in front. I want to see you, he said." said Umi Dila.

"Yes, I don't know, son. Maybe he can't wait to see you and talk to you" said Umi Dila again.

Najwa let out a long sigh, he turned around and sat down on the edge of his bed. Followed by her uminya and sat beside her.

"You tired?" ask umi Dila.

"Yes, I want to rest and sleep. Umi knew for herself, I was busy taking care of Lula's wedding. He doesn't want to be taken care of by others, he wants me to be the same" Najwa said.

"Umi knows Najwa, you can meet Azam first. And you can have him come back later, if you want to talk at length with him. Don't tell me to wait." said Umi Dila.

"Mom only said."

"Lho, what?"

"Let's say I'm sick, then say two more days I want to talk to him" said Najwa.

Suddenly his head was dizzy, he held his head. Then he laid his body on the bed.

Umi Dila was surprised, she was silent to see her closed child.

"Are you really sick?" ask umi Dila.

"Yes umi, please just tell me the same mas Azam yes" said Najwa again.

Umi Dila took a deep breath, she held Najwa's forehead. Not hot, but maybe he's exhausted.

"Alright, umi say it later with Azam. But you're not gonna talk to him later?"

"Yes umi, I also do not want to drag on to bear problems like this. I also don't want Azam to keep hoping for me, umi don't worry."

"Yes, you rest. Umi went out to meet Azam's son."

"Iya umi, just say the same mas Azam. Sorry for not seeing him now."

"Yes." Yeah."

Umi Dila also rose from her seat, all wrong too. On the other hand Azam continued to insist on meeting with Najwa as soon as possible, but his son refused. Umi Dila looked back at her son who was still closed and held his temple.

Then he proceeded out of Najwa's room and headed for the living room. Meet Azam, tell him that Najwa is exhausted.

"Sorry son Azam, Najwa again rest earlier umi look. She was exhausted from helping her cousin get married" Umi Dila said after she sat down in front of Azam.

Again Azam was disappointed that he could not meet with Najwa. His face was gloomy, looking down in disappointment.

"Can't you see me for a minute?" tanya Azam tried to ask umi Dila.

"Najwa his head is dizzy, he needs rest too. Umi said yesterday, come in one more week. That is so that Azam nak can meet Najwa in a relaxed state and there is no activity whatsoever" said Umi Dila reminded.

"Yes umi, but I miss the same deck Najwa" said Azam.

"Yes, Azam boy wait two more days. Najwa says he wants to talk to Azam. So Azam's son is patient first, Najwa will not continue to avoid Azam kok" said Umi Dila.

"Yes, sorry if my arrival was not on time. Then I go home again. It just so happens that two more days are Sunday, so I also have no busy and relaxed" said Azam.

"Well, it's better to talk in a relaxed time and a lot of time. There may be a lot of talk between Nak Azam and Najwa."

"Yeah. Then, I decided to go to the office again. Assalamu alaikum."

"Wa aleikum salam."

Azam also left from the presence of Dila Umi, he was disappointed not to meet Najwa. Really his longing for Najwa could not be withstood anymore, although he could hold it back when he was still Arsyil's wife.

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