The Dilemma of One Night Love
Chapter 62

Maybe Angga realized if his behavior was discovered, he hurriedly let go of Mona's hand and left. Airin was still staring at Mona, the woman who had always been the third person in her household was grinning and smiling faintly returning Airin's gaze.

Airin who heard the sound of her husband's footsteps climbed the stairs, rushed to close the curtains and took Ringga back to the room.

Angga and Airin simultaneously arrived at the door of the room, both of them glancing at each other with equally irritated faces. Airin clucked in annoyance, seeing her husband's behavior. But this time he did not want to take a headache, considering he was pregnant and advised the Doctor not to be too stressed to respond to the problem, Airin did not want to lose his baby for the second time.

"Ringga, let's pray,"

The voice of adzan magrib reverberated, Airin pulled his son's hand to go ablution. Her eyes continued to look at her husband sitting on the sofa busy with his cell phone. There was no movement for Angga to get up and leave his phone. Though Angga known Airin used to be a man who diligently worshiped. The busyness and treasures of the world made her husband change. The difference began to be obvious, however, Airin tried to wipe it. Ask once, twice, but not harried, until finally reluctant to ask Angga 'You do not pray?'.

After the prayer, Airin sat next to Angga. Sighs deeply and looks at Angga's face.

"What else is it?"

"No,"

Airin got up and left, her husband did not feel sensitive to what Airin wanted.

"Isn't he praying?"

The question that Airin asked, expressed by Ringga. Airin smiled, looking at her son's intelligence.

"Yes later" answered Angga.

"Papa Ikmal said, something good should not be delayed. Prayer is a good thing," argued the Ringga. Airin smiled at the babbling of her son, while folding his face.

"Don't be noisy, watch television or learn!"

Ringga left with a clack, and it seemed that even his son's words were not able to make Angga rise from the sofa.

1 hour passed, adzan isya reverberated. There was no sign of Angga performing his duty to worship. Airin, who was teaching her son to learn, looked back. Her husband was still busy, this time typing something on the keyboard.

"Astagfirullah," murmured Airin.

The sound of knocking on the door even made Angga rise from the sofa. Airin saw Mona from the door.

"I'll go home first, yeah."

Airin heard Mona's saying goodbye to Angga.

"Want me to take you?"

"May deh,"

The goose came out of the room. Without saying goodbye to Airin to take Mona home.

Airin was still looking back, until the door of her room was finally closed. Angga is also nothing to talk to Airin.

'The voice of the Adhan you ignored, the voice of the woman you got up and rushed away. Astaghfirullah, may you soon come to your senses, Pah.' Inner Airin, when he opened the window curtain of her room, and saw her husband's white sedan car go out of the fence.

There is suspicion and curiosity. But, refuse to ask. With reason, I don't want to end up arguing. But if it's just in the heart, it's like dressing a wound without treating it.

3 Hours later, there was no sign of her husband coming home. The lingga was asleep. While Airin, waiting for the arrival of her husband on the porch of the house. Pacing anxiously, Angga's phone left on the sofa made Airin unable to contact her husband.

Airin was like a jealous flame. However, the sound of Bi Imah's cry made him surprised, and entered the house. The scream came from her mother-in-law's room. Her maid looks disgusted to see her mother-in-law defecating in her pants. The condition of her mother-in-law who is still stroke and can not move freely as before, eventually sometimes urinate or defecate in bed. Bi Imah came out of the room with nausea. Because as long as her mother-in-law is sick, Mona is the one who takes care of her. But, for some reason lately Mona rarely stay again. Maybe Mona is getting tired, too, facing this situation.

"Bi, get me a basin and a wet towel!"

"Yes, non,"

Airin approached, and took off her mother-in-law's pants slowly. After Bi Imah came, Airin also cleaned her mother-in-law's body and put on new clothes and clean new diapers.

Her mother-in-law and Airin stared at each other. Her mother-in-law just kept quiet, a little bit of a look away.However, Airin gave her smile despite never being appreciated.

"Take plastic, Bik!"

"This, Non. But Bibik was disgusted to throw it away,"

"I'll throw it away later,"

Airin exited the room, then headed to the front trash can of the house to throw away her mother-in-law's dirty clothes.

The headlights of the car dazzled his eyes, the white sedan had gone home.

"Why are the nights out?" ask Angga, open the car window.

"It's mama's having a bowel movement,"

"Oh, yeah. Don't wait, why don't you ask Bibik?"

Airin was silent, did not want to make a noise again by saying Bi Imah did not want to throw it away.

After she finished, Airin washed her hands and returned to her room.

"Tomorrow don't take care of your mother anymore, Mona will send a nanny" said Angga, who came closer.

"Yes" answered Airin.

"Where have you been, how long?"

Airin asked in a soft voice, while giving a glass of water to Angga who was sitting on the sofa.

"Introducing Mona,"

"Ah, I should've been there a little longer, he looked depressed."

Airin turned her head, looking at the expression on her husband's guilty face.

"Why?" ask Airin.

"He's getting married" Angga replied.

Airin was surprised to hear the news, the answer was not as he had thought so far.