Wife Sah Rasa Kebaban
Waiting you home.

The night is getting late but the loneliness feels very different. Whether it was lonely in his heart or indeed the surrounding atmosphere that always felt like living alone. No noise of noisy insects. There is no sound of boarding children who sing a fun song with acoustic guitar accompaniment that is usually able to make himself tapped ten fingers on the dining table. Follow singing to entertain a tired body after a day of berjibaku with all the hustle and bustle of the hotel atmosphere that will feel more crowded if the weekend like this.

Aisyah hugged her soft roll tightly.As she will fix the position of the rectangular pillow that was covered with thick foam, she said, suddenly his sense of sight caught a picture of a beautiful woman with a long shoulder length with a tapered face and one dimple that looks as if looking kindly at anyone who saw it plastered real on the pillow it's Ale.

"He who?" he said lirih while reinstalling his vision.

"You must be my husband's Mr Ale's girlfriend, right?" ask again with a body that already feels cold hot.

"I'm sorry, I've taken your girlfriend, but I'm not a madam!" said Aisyah already like a madman talking to inanimate objects.

"It's special for this girl. Even in his sleep Mr. Ale always hugged him," Aisyah further thought, until she heard the sound of the door of the room in the open.

"Good morning, haven't you slept all night Ai?" ale asked as she sat closer to Aisyah who was still tightly hugging her blanket and bolster. Ale put two sterefoam pieces on the nightstand.

"I'll bring you some chicken porridge, eat it!" he said as he brought breakfast closer to Aisyah.

Aisyah seemed to keep away the food that Ale brought.

"Why? Don't you like breakfast porridge?" the question drew closer to Aisyah and grabbed her breakfast.

"It's delicious and healthy, Ai" he said and began to eat his chicken porridge.

"I'm not Dad, I'm not used to breakfast like that, my breakfast is white rice or just enough. instant noodles," replied Aisyah.

"From now on reduce eating instant noodles, not good for health!" advice Ale who returned to continue his breakfast.

Aisyah felt her presence had not become something meaningful enough for Ale. He also wanted to feel the washing and ironing the clothes of the husband before he went to the office, tidying up his tie as he often saw on the soap opera on television. In fact Ale is always neat if out of his room.

At night Ale had not yet returned to his apartment, he was still busy with all the business of the project he had just held, because now the father prefers to monitor work from home only. He's just going to the office for things that need his presence. The rest of his affairs he left to the eldest son.

Evan had already gone home. It seems Ale forgot if now there is a heart that is waiting for his return other than the Mama. Until the time has shown at 11 pm Ale has not also cleaned up his work.She is a hard worker. Although the company is owned by his parents, it does not mean he only foot-barges and receives a salary every young date.

Meanwhile, in the apartment.Aisyah tried to close her eyes but was not closed.

"Where is Ale going?"

Aisyah appeared to be typing a message for Ale however, returning in her gap for many times.

"Disturb me, would I send you a midnight message like this?"

"Is he asleep? Or are you just like her beautiful boyfriend?" the negative thoughts just kept coming to his mind. Until he finally fell asleep.

Ale got into his car and was shocked to realize that he had to go back to his parents' house tonight. That means the wife will sleep alone again tonight.

"He must have slept, forgive the servant of the Lord," he regretted before staging his vehicle.

pov Ale's.

"Is there no tomorrow Al, this hour just come home. If this is the name you just sleep here, continue to work tomorrow again. When do you think of a life companion you are Al?" Mama immediately flocked me with my question and answer which was still the same. But this time my little heart felt so guilty for lying to them.

"Ale's ribs will not be switched Ma, if it's time Ale will definitely introduce to Mama. Be patient, pray for Ale, "I asked a little to lessen the burden of his mind, which always urged me to get married.

What would the reaction of Mama and Papa if they knew the proud child was married secretly, hurt or wrath them against me, I honestly want to bring Aisyah to this big house. But I was afraid of their reaction to Aisyah. I don't know, I think my fear is completely unreasonable. Because Mama and Papa are not the picky type. But for Aisyah? I also dare not guess.

"If the prayer never breaks Al, but who is being prayed this guess is working too? If it turns out to be just resigned, it feels like Mama's prayer is just sheer joy," complained Mama with her face bent.

"Istighfar Ma! There is no vain prayer. We do not know which prayer was first touched," I said and sat next to Mama who was now staring in wonder at me.

"Are you taking part in Al's online study?" ask Mama wonder.

"What the hell, Ale is talking about what Ale knows Ma," I protested, though I also wonder why I can talk like that.Is this one of the good influences of Aisha?

"Yes, you rest there! Don't wait for the cock crowing to leave the booby," Mama's message that I replied with a nod of the head.But before Mama actually went into her room, I took the time to tease Mama.

"Who's Ma?"

"Chicken the Puppet Master," Mama immediately closed the door of her room.I laughed a little, then entered my room.

Morning time.

Mom was surprised when she saw my appearance.

"Great son of Mama, today free Al?" mama asked, looking at me. Wearing knee-length charge pants and a plain black Polo shirt top, I did take a day off today.

"It's Ma's Sunday, Ale's weekend is still working, too" I said and sat down next to Mama, who was pouring me some warm tea.

"Yes kirain, you're a workaholic Al, what's his name? Holic work huh?" say Mama again.

"No Ma, today Ale is indeed off," I said.

"Alhamdulillah, that means today you belong to Mama dong,"

Deghs. It felt like I was hit by a big rock that I rolled myself. The pain will be more pronounced when people know if I intentionally hurt my own body. Why does it feel like Angel Munkar is incessantly recording my bad deeds for concealing this marriage?