Loving Husband Interlude
65. Arsyil's Plan

Abah and Umi have returned home, Najwa is still silent. Arsyil knew his wife was angry with him, so he let his wife live in him.

Najwa watches television, while Arsyil is busy braining his laptop. Every now and then he glanced at Najwa who was still silent, he also remained busy looking for a site how to grow vegetables and also care.

Because he plans to use the garden land owned by his late father to be made his new business to grow vegetables. He will switch professions as a farmer and now still looking for vegetables that are quickly sold and much in the interest of the community or he can sell to the supermarket.

Najwa saw her husband was busy monitoring his laptop, a bit annoyed as well why her husband was so busy himself. Instead of approaching her and seducing her, Najwa wanted to hold on so as not to approach her husband.

Although actually he could not stand having to be far away and quietly with Arsyil. Half an hour still, ten minutes Najwa was already agitated. She occasionally glanced at her husband and stomped her feet several times. For Arsyil to understand his point, but Arsyil has not realized Najwa's frustration.

After he could not stand it, the television turned off and walked quickly stepped into his room without looking at Arsyil.

Without wasting any time, Arsyil entered his room. He saw his wife lying down facing the wall. Arsyil closed the door, then approached slowly towards his bed.

Sitting on the side of the bed, Najwa did not budge. Closing his eyes so that Arsyil would not look at him again.

"Sir, sorry" said Arsyil.

Najwa was still silent, he still closed his eyes. Arsyil's hand held Najwa's arm, he stroked her and kissed her. Of course, Najwa changed her position to face her, opened her eyes and looked at her husband.

"Sorry brother, deck" said Arsyil again.

Najwa rose from her sleep, helped by her husband, and now she sat facing Arshil. The two stared at each other, long ago. But then Najwa lowered his head and took a deep breath.

"Adek was just upset with his brother, why did the brother in dzolimi even take it for granted" said Najwa.

"Abang angry deck, brother is already angry. Why get angry, it happened anyway. What if you get angry for days? Brother can not, now adek indifferent same brother. Brother's heartache, so you don't want to be angry for too long. Because it hurts to be angry and then silence it for too long is not good" said Arsyil again.

"But why was my brother silent? Adek wait brother approached adek, brother even busy with the laptop" said Najwa almost crying.

Arsyil pulled his wife's body, and Najwa finally let go of his regret by crying sobbing in her husband's arms. Arsyil stroked Najwa's back gently and gently, calming the troubled heart of the woman.

"Adek kesel brother is too good, why not ask for compensation the same mas Azam. Because of his secretary. Brother's printing caught fire, and brother couldn't work anymore. Hik hik hik." said Najwa spilling all his tatters.

"Who says you don't work anymore? Brother has other plans deck, brother told you. With this disaster, my brother had a new plan. Where there is this husband of yours so just give up with the situation, brother immediately thought without hanging the printing compensation that had been burned by the secretary of Azam. Brother wants his own effort, assisted prayer from adek of course." said Arsyil.

Najwa took off her husband's embrace, she wiped her tears and looked curiously at Arsyil's words.

"What plan do you have?" ask Najwa.

"Managing the father's garden, it's long time not managed. Only grow vegetables that have a long season in the harvest, so it is less effective to make a quick income. So brother again looking for references to plants that are fast growing and fast selling in the market" said Arsyil.

"Will you be a farmer?" ask Najwa.

"What a damn right my wife, baby. Is it okay to switch professions?" arsyil asked with a big smile.

"Yes nothing bang, as long as you are patient" said Najwa.

"In the face of life, you are always patient. Being a farmer can't be patient?"

"If the farmer works using bang energy, brother must be strong to hoe the father's garden land. Yesterday I saw that the soil was solid and had to be loose first on a plow or in a hoe" said Najwa.

"Yes it's up to you, pray that everything works" said Najwa.

"Amiinu. Thank you dear." said Arsyil, his smile expanding.

"It was good to also talk to brother, how about you just teach at the foundation. But you already have your own plan" Najwa said.

"Basic brother does not teach, brother cannot teach. After all, later the students instead of receiving lessons from brother, even fascinated by brother" said Arsyil.

"Ih, very self-confidence my brother" said Najwa with a fluffy smile.

"Yes, yesterday was the reception at the foundation. They were whispering and looking at my brother, fearing he would be jealous of my brother who deletin brother" said Arsyil again.

"Know ah, narcissistic brother."

"Huhah! That's a fact of the deck."

"Yes, I believe it. Instead of talking constantly, add hot ears adek." said Najwa so pouty.

"Heheh, that's why. Brother does not want to teach, plus brother also can not teach. Afraid of not getting to them his knowledge. Brother who lost because he could not channel properly" said Arsyil again.

Najwa was silent, he confirmed. Justifying that her husband taught, indeed many would look at her with admiration. Where there is a focus on learning, when he taught first there is always someone who teases him.

What else in the male class, of course there is a reason to ask. At first ask a lesson, but later run to something else.

Young people today, certainly different from the old. Very brave, even in pesantren. But it is better, morals are maintained, because they always fi teach prayers by the kyai and ustad who guide them in pesantren.

"How many months has her stomach deck?" arsyil asked to break the silence between them.

"Eight months bang, about thirty-two weeks. The midwife said six more weeks our baby could be born, that's normal. But he said there were also those who were late or advanced." replied Najwa.

"Hemm, so is it."

"Wouldn't wait for our child to be born?" ask Najwa.

"Yes, it feels like you just want to be born." java Arsyil.

"Gendong is good" said Najwa, flirting with her husband.

"Weight deck, belly's big."

Najwa pouted, Arsyil smiled and whispered.

"His wish is to eat well tonight."

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