
"What's resign? it's not your fault Ai" Sintia shouted at the end of the phone.
"No need to scream, I'm still normal Sin"
Aini told her best friend about her husband's request. Aini still refused to respond to the request. Aini still continued to buy time considering her principle that should not depend too much on her husband. Imagining a day at home and losing the momentum of cheerfulness with her students she is still reluctant, Aini admits that she is too selfish.
"Yes Sin, but I feel very heavy leaving the world of education that feels ingrained. With a short time I have to leave this profession, sad I tuh Sin"
"There's no way Al's asking you to resign without Ai, I'm pretty sure of that"
"Indeed, my fault, at this time I was too late so that the time together with my family was diverted to give the children extra hours at school. Initially it used to be so that the salary received was greater considering our source was only from there, but now the conditions are different. Mas income has flowed without me work is able to meet our needs"
"You have realized what caused Mas Al to urge you to resign, if you are aware then fix it. Take more of your time for the family, insyaallah mas Al will understand"
"I know Sin, but....."
"Here Ai, you mostly think" said Sintia annoyed.
"Eh how to die, Sin signal ya Sin" the call just ended.
Is it possible that Sintia is upset with my thoughts, at most the signal again trouble.
Aini is determined to ventured to talk about her husband's wishes, if she is not ready to resign. Aini hoped her husband understood her position.
"But I'm not ready yet mas" said Aini memelas.
"Try to think Ai, mas less what now. Mas able to support you, let mas have an important role in your life" said Al seriously.
"Your role is very important in my life, believe me. If the role of the mas is not important, of course I have left the mas when the mas is helpless"
"You're just the reason Ai, you used to only pity with life mas, in fact you can stand alone without mas, let alone your current career is getting better" said Al.
"Mas, why did you suddenly think like this. Like it's not the mas Al I know" Aini was confused by Al's attitude.
"That's because you don't appreciate the mas, you ignore the desire of the mas" his tone rose.
"Wedding age same mas this time mas behaved like this, where do I know. I'm just not ready to lose the world of children" Aini's getting lethargic.
"Astaghfirullah, istighfar mas. Take ablution water, calm your mind. Don't let the crevice of Shaiton incite our thinking"
"I'm well aware that my wife ignored my request" Al said, still visibly upset.
"Please time for me to think mas, mas request so suddenly. I'm sorry I've been home so rarely lately. I was busy with work at home"
"Cock so distort your facts"
"It is good, we should take ablution water. We go to sleep immediately" Aini was still trying to hold back her tears from coming out.
"You're getting bolder now huh Ai" Al left their room.
Aini repeatedly istighfar, asking forgiveness as Allah asks to be given patience. Aini tried to close her eyes, trying to calm her mind. The clock on the wall shows at 22:00 but Al has not entered the room again. Aini thought that her husband needed to be alone.
Al Ghazali pondered in the guest room alone, lamenting why his wife was so stubborn. The more days Al increasingly lost the attention of his wife, togetherness with his wife just a few hours that was already tired. Al wants a wife who is the attention as before, including Alia his son is now affected. The lunch left behind, the schedule of the exchange lesson was not only this time. Aini increasingly ignored the duties and responsibilities at home, is not it natural that he as a husband asked Aini to stop working, but why his wife is so heavy, so it is not natural that he as a husband asked Aini to stop working, while Al is now able to provide properly to his wife and children. This was the first time Al was rude to Aini, he himself wondered why his pride was so high before his wife. Al should have relented as usual, originally he was very sorry to have been rude with his wife. Al laid himself on the living room mat, he currently wanted to be alone first. Al saw the room lights were still bright, indicating the occupants had not slept. Al's mind was still laughing, smiling blandly considering the house is inhabited by 3 people who are each separated in different places. Judging by the clock on the cellphone at 22:00, the pants are quiet Al thought. They live in a very conducive environment, 22.00 hours are already very quiet, already in the contest of each. Sorry, one word that keeps coming to mind Al Ghazali.
Al woke up when the morning adhan was reverberating, quiet no laughter accompanying. The atmosphere is very awkward, Aini is neat with her mukenya for morning prayers at her home. Al is also neat with his cockroach clothes to go to the mosque. Al did not say goodbye away from the previous habit, Aini was very aware of her husband's attitude was still angry. Aini let it go maybe her husband still needs to be alone, after Aini prayers in the kitchen to prepare breakfast. For lunch there has been a cooking section since many employees.
"Dad, adek have checked all school supplies complete, PR is ready, supplies have been included" Alia said with enthusiasm.
"Sip, the son of a great father" Al gave a thumbs up to Alia. Seeing such a scene Aini had her heart pinched, she recalled how yesterday she got a report from her son that he was starving to miss. It was because Aini was busy with her own preparation, forgetting the habit of checking her son's equipment. But she still denied the thought, she felt it was not only her duty, but also her husband's responsibility to her son.
"Mother, you're ready to go. Dad's taking you, right?" the view shifted to his father.
"Dear dear, father interracial"
Today Aini felt neglected by her husband, getting off the bike just shaking hands without words, they were still in their thoughts. Everyone thinks their opinions are correct. I am the most correct.haha.miris is indeed when the heart is overwhelmed with emotions.
In the course of the household, every married couple is basically learning how to adapt and collaborate towards a family that is sakinah, mawaddah wa rahmah. Not only filled with laughter, it is not uncommon for fights to occur in it. True fighting is a test of life.
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Never let a small fight drag on. Get done with a cold head.