The Bujang Lapuk
Guilt

Fadhil doesn't want to know what his wife is talking about with Lany. She ignored Za's remarks and chose to go into the bathroom to wash her hands.

That made Za more curious about what Fadhil was talking about to Lany when he drove Safira home. Until Fadhil came home that late, of course a lot of things were discussed.

"It looks like Lany won't stop interfering before her goal is achieved" Za said after Fadhil sat next to her.

But Fadhil shook his head as an expression if he denied Za's remarks. "He will stop after meeting the one who can take his heart."

"And that person is you" Za timpal said in a dislike tone.

Fadhil gave a thin smile. She likes to see Za when she's jealous. He thought it would take him a long time to get his wife's heart. But he must thank Za for actually dropping her heart even though it was never expressed in the form of a speech.

"Sir, whatever trials come our way, the key is on us. You and I should trust each other, strengthen each other. There's no reason for me to turn away from you."

"But you're human too, Mom. His heart can change. Moreover, he was once in your heart."

"Shhh! There is no one else in my heart but you. Was there anything that convinced you all this time?"

Zahidah. He threw his back on the sofa. Surrender, because Fadhil's attitude is too good. It feels outrageous if Za suspects him. During their marriage, they had to be separated every day for a few hours. She knows exactly where her husband went.

"Whatever he says, don't put it in your heart. He's good at influencing people. Because his work requires that skill."

"Either that. I was afraid for a long time to melt with him."

"That's not gonna happen. You have to believe that."

Za believed it but the anxiety had not disappeared completely. He was upset why his mind was still dominated by Lany's words.

"Maybe in the near future Lany will leave that house."

Za looked at it for a moment. "Why? Isn't he entitled to stay there because he's Mas Farhan's heir?"

Fadhil. "Mas Farhan has entrusted all his relics only to Sapphira. Including the division of the house. Yesterday, Mas talked to Om Irsyad and Safira, that no matter what happens, the house will not be sold. Like the message of Mama's late home because it's the house that bears witness to Dad's struggle to prove to Mama's family if he is able to make Mama happy."

Za frowning. She never knew her husband's past, let alone his family.

"So this way, the father was from a mediocre family. My mom comes from a pretty good family. Two brothers with Om Irsyad. The relationship between Father and Mama was not sanctioned because of the social strata that are elderly. But Dad and Mama still struggle to melt Oma's heart. Their relationship only got blessing after Dad's career crawled up. And considered able to guarantee the life of his son," said Fadhil.

"Mama's biggest regret is matching Mas Farhan with Lany. Not only Mama who regretted, Lany's family was embarrassed by the attitude of her son who turned out to disappoint Mama and Mas Farhan. His friendship with Mama was tenuous after they made their reservation. Even Lany did not dare to set foot in the house while Mama was still around. In recent years, the house has become a place to stop because he secretly sold the Mas Farhan heritage house that was supposed to belong to Safira. Mas same Om Irsyad trying to secure other assets before everything runs out. That's why Lany was trying to get close to Mas so he could get some of Mas Farhan's other relics."

Za speechless. What her husband told her was enough to surprise her.

"Is my decision to ask Mas to return Sapphira to her mother wrong?"

"No. Ideally a family is just the two of us and the children. He has given understanding to Sapphira. Thank goodness he understood. Only, he still did not want to stay with his mother. And for that, I'm not forcing. So, Mas had to get Lany out of Mama's house."

Za sloughed. "Dicted?"

"Yes how else. He has no right to live there. After all Lany was not living a shortage. The salary is huge and there is still Mas Farhan's allowance as well. He could afford to buy his own house. But he chose to disturb the peace of others" said Fadhil.

"For the time being, Sapphira lives in her boarding house Om Irsyad. If Lany doesn't want to leave the house, she'll stay at the boarding house "

Za breathed a rough breath. Somehow he felt to be the one who could make Safira lunta-lunta. Not unstable, only that he did not know the true condition. The twists and turns of Fadhil's family life are not as simple as he thought.

"I'm bad, huh, Mas?"

"I'm sorry if I'm selfish" said Za lirih.

"Don't be sad, dong." Fadhil rubbed his headscarf-covered hair.

From that night on, Za couldn't shake Safira's guilt. The decision he made when his heart was not calm. But Za still did not dare to reveal it in front of Fadhil.

"Where was the cake?" tanya Fadhil intended to end the conversation that actually made his wife's face grim.

Za opened the bag he was carrying. He picked up a plate in one of the closets. Moved the cakes he brought into the two dishes. Then make a cup of tea for a friend to eat cake.

"Sadly are you the same as Sapphira?" ask Za while putting sugar and tea water together with a spoon.

"Well as unfortunately a father is as equally his son as possible. Since childhood Safira was close to Mas. He lived more often in the main house than his father, '" said Fadhil, receiving a cup from Za's hand.

"Later tonight we'll pick him up, okay?"

The tea that Fadhil just sipped gushed out. "Sir, can you not really like to make surprises?"

"Why? Wrong, huh?" ask Za doubtfully.

"Not wrong. But think again. You don't want to change your mind again."

Za shook her head. "I'm sorry. Frankly, I felt guilty about Safira after that night. I am also guilty of continuing to suspect you. Sorry," said Za.

Fadhil looked at Za who was now looking down in front of him. An expression that made him want to laugh. Za acted as if the disciple his teacher was going to punish. Her cubby cheeks with tiny lips make Fadhil want to stumble. He also turned to turn the key.

"Kok locked, Mas?"

"Mas need a charge for a minute."

Za frowning. Not yet had time to ask questions again, Fadhil had raised his body that was not how heavy and sat Za on his lap.

"What do you want?" ask Za nervously. Although she had often gotten a fixed gaze on her husband, but Za still misbehaved.

"Ma..hmmpt!"

Fadhil silenced Za's mouth with both lips. The tea Za made is no longer attractive because his wife's lips are sweeter.

Za gasped for breath after Fadhil released the link of their lips. If not being blocked red, of course Fadhil has invited him home at that time.

"Drink the tea, Mas. It's gonna be cold." Za wanted to get off Fadhil's lap but her husband held her back. He held her so tight.

"If Lany's gone from our house back to the main house, huh?" fadhil said quietly in Za's ear.

"Why?" ask Za though she doesn't mind if it's Fadhil who wants her.

"Mas do not want you glanced at the next door neighbor every day. He sees you as if he wants to pounce on you."

"Kok I never know?"

"Because you're too ignorant. And Mas has a thousand eyes to watch over you."