When Love Is Afflicting
You're embarrassing me

"Shaka, help me" said the girl in tears.

Shaka also breathed. While Annisa who was standing next to her, frowned trying to hear the voice of the person who contacted Shaka, but Annisa did not manage to hear it.

"I beg Shaka" said the girl behind the phone again, not hearing Shaka's voice.

"Where are you now?" ask Shaka.

"In a rented house" the girl replied, wiping away her tears.

"Send me your address, I'll be there" Shaka said.

"Thank you Shaka." The girl behind the phone wiped her tears away."Then I close the phone. Assalamu alaikum."

"Greetings Walaikum" Shaka replied, the girl who contacted him also turned off her telephone connection.

"Who?" ask Annisa curious.

"Friends, he's in trouble" Shaka replied.

"Whose friend?. Do you have any friends besides Ferel, Calix, Dafi and Dzaki?."

"Of course I have, dear" Shaka reviewed her smile and her hands raised pinching Annisa's gnarled cheeks.

"Sick tau" Annisa pursed her lips and removed Shaka's hand from her cheek.

"Who called me just now, the son of Papa and Mama's best friend. He was in trouble, so he asked for my help" Shaka explained, not wanting Annisa to be suspicious of him.

"Oo so you'll see your friend later?. Then I'll go to my house first. But later you come yes" said Annisa.

Shaka nodded his head, "Then I go to work first. Then heart set out, let me know when it's over, okay!."

Now Annisa is nodding with a smile. Shaka also framed Annisa's face with both hands, then kissed the forehead, both cheeks, nose, chin and lastly the lips of Annisa.

"Love you" said Shaka gently after showering his wife's face with a kiss.

Annisa's smile grew more and more, she also returned to peek at Shaka's lip flash.

"Me too"

"Then I'll go first. Assalamu Alaikum mmuah!." After saying goodbye once again, Shaka also kissed his wife's cheek.

"Greetings hall"

After Annisa returned her greeting, Shaka stepped away.

'O Allah, protect me from anxiety.'

Annisa sat down while watching Shaka who got into her car. Until the car drove away and lost sight of his eyes, Annisa returned to the house.

Towards noon, Annisa left for her parents' house using a taxi on line in her message. After the taxi stopped right in front of her parents' house, Annisa went downstairs and stepped into the yard.

"Assalamu aleikum!" annisa exclaimed with her loud voice as she stepped inside the house.

The crying of the baby from the living room of the house was immediately heard. Annisa also stepped towards the living room of the house, thinking that her parents were in the living room.

"Greetings Hall" replied Ustadz Bilal, Umi Hani and Yasmin who were there to see Annisa coming alone.

"alone? Where's Shaka?" yasmin asked to see Annisa coming alone.

"Work" answered Annisa and touched Ustadz Bilal, hugging and peeping the two cheeks of the man who was no longer young. Then he turned to Umi Hani, doing the same thing, last to Yasmin. After that Annisa took baby Han from Yasmin's sling, who was crying from shock at her screams earlier.

"Why cry handsome? Is it good to hear Brother's sweet voice?" annisa asked her sister, then kissed her fat cheeks.

"Terharu, earache, yes" said Umi Hani.The ears of the sick person heard her scream earlier.

"She is a universal descendant of the queen" said Ustadz Bilal, saying that Annisa's nature is much according to her late grandmother, body shape and face."Mama used to like to scream" continued Ustadz Bilal reminiscing about his beloved Mother.

"If it were Yasmin, she was of the nature according to Grandpa Fariq. More calm and gentle, but sometimes funny" Ustadz Bilal said again, telling the late Grandfather of Aqeela, his ex-wife."But Yasmin's face mixes Mama's and Grandma's faces beautifully."

"I'm beautiful" said Yasmin kepedean.

Heard the sound of a handphone from inside a small bag that was draped over his shoulder. Annisa immediately put baby Han in the lap of Umi Hani. After removing the cheek object from the bag, Annisa immediately raised a phone call from Shaka.

"Assalamu alaikum" Annisa said after dialing the green button on her screen.

"Greetings" Shaka replied from a phone call." Baby, have you arrived ? How come you're not telling me?."

"Just arrived" replied Annisa.

"Yes, I work again. Later I will try to get home quickly" said Shaka, he contacted Annisa just to make sure his wife had arrived or not.

"Yes, bring food later" replied Annisa.

"What food?" ask Shaka.

"Mmh! what yes?" Annise thought for a moment.

"Batagor!" yasmin from the sofa.

"Sir Yasmin asked to bring batagor" said Annisa.

"My wife?" shaka asked again to put her smile behind the phone.

"If the father of fried rice" said Ustadz Bilal.

"If Umi, Kwitiau fried" continued Umi Hani.

"Kok all so order food, then my husband's money runs out" complained Annisa heard Dad and Uminya come to order food.

"Mighty spy" said Yasmin.

"See my husband a little bit. We have to save so we can sleep" Annisa said.

Ustad Bilal, Umi Hani and Yasmin immediately looked at each other. Is not Shaka the son of a rich man, why can his daughter be frugal and must be stingy. They just asked to buy food.

"Honey, how come" Shaka scolded from the phone.

"It's true that I said" Annisa replied to Shaka.

"If I only buy food, I still have money, Annisa" Shaka said, not like Annisa to say her weakness to her family, Shaka became embarrassed. Parents have to be stingy at times.

"But it...."

"You're embarrassing me with Dad."

Annisa did not continue her sentence because Shaka cut her off quickly. The telephone connection was immediately cut off.

Annisa developed her cheeks with her head lowered. It seems Shaka is angry with him.

Ustadz Bilal, Umi Hani and Yasmin were equally silent and looked at Annisa's shady face. They hear anger from Shaka, as Annisa activates her speaker phone.

"Annisa" called Ustadz Bilal in her soft voice.

Annisa looked up at the father.

"Come, son" Ustadz Bilal patted the empty sofa beside him, so that Annisa sat beside him.

Annisa slowly stepped towards Ustadz Bilal and sat down beside the man who was no longer young.

Ustadz Bilal rubbed Annisa's head gently with a smile. Instead of blaming his daughter, Ustadz Bilal felt guilty for his daughter's guilt. Ustadz Bilal feels he is still failing to be a trustworthy father to his daughter.

"I'm sorry Dad" said Ustadz Bilal.

Annisa's reflexes turned to look at the face of Ustadz Bilal, who kept watching her.

"You shouldn't have handed you over to another man before you could have given you the knowledge" Ustadz Bilal said.

Annisa shook her head," the guilty Annisa, Well" Annisa said. His riverbed tears began to flow from the corner of his eyes.

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