My Husband's
Complementing Each Other

"It's okay. You knew? We are two people who are both hurt. Why don't we go together to complete each other?" Fandi looked at Ana seriously.

"I'm scared, Mom. What if your wife comes back with your son? You're going to leave me like my ex-husband." Ana looks pessimistic.

"My heart died for him. You don't have to worry. Now my love is only for you." Fandi held onto Ana's hand tightly while smiling gently.

"Are you sure?" asked Ana while looking seriously.

"I'm sure, An. From the first moment I saw you, I was sure you were the right woman for me. I beg you, An. Marry me." Fandi pulls out Ana's hand and kisses her. 

"I'm not educated, Mom. School is only a graduate of SMP. I'm barren and a fucking carrier!" Ana pulled back her hand.

"I don't care. There is no such thing as an unlucky carrier in this world. To me you are the goddess of good fortune God sent me." Fandi reassured Ana.

"Please wait for my Iddah period to finish and I will accept your proposal, Mas" Ana said slowly.

"Why do you want to accept me, An?" ask Fandi like he can't believe it.

Ana nodded slowly.

Fandi's eyes lit up to hear it. She did not expect Ana to accept it.

*****

A week later, Fandi was allowed to go home. Ana faithfully accompanied him to pack up and go home.

Upon entering Fandi's house, Ana is quite stunned to see the grandeur of Fandi's house. The house was equipped with many guards. Now she hesitates to be Fandi's wife. Because Fandi is much richer than Hadi. He thought Fandi's company was a small company. However, now he can see the name of the company in Fandi's house. Companies that move are spelled out properties and famous everywhere.

"Mas, we're breaking up." 

"Huh? Whahuh? Breaking up?" Fandi surprised.

"I feel unworthy of you." Ana downcast.

"What's? Yes, it is not. I'm a real woman." Ana snorted annoyedly.

"Because of that, don't ever think of anything or I can think of anything."

"Yes, sorry. Why don't you be poor anyway let me feel more worthy of you."

"Huh? You swear I'm poor, An?" 

"Yes not really. I just hope."

"You're so weird. Your future husband was sworn to be poor. Don't think anything, let's go in." Fandi invites Ana to a room that is her gallery space.

Ana is surprised to see the room is full of her pictures. Including photos of him being treated after the accident, photos of them meeting at the mosque and many other photos. Ana approaches all of the picture frames. He observed all the photos that had been taken silently by Fandi.

"Mas, you're like a photo thief. Kayak maniac," said Ana while glancing at Fandi.

"Hus, what the hell are you. I just admire. I don't tell you either."

"Yes yes. Thank you, I took a picture of me. I used to be fat huh, my face was dull again, hihi." Ana saw the picture taken a few months ago. Unlike her now who has returned slim and glowing.

"It's all because I love you. Long time waiting three months. I want to quickly have you all. " Fandi hugged Ana from behind.

"Yes I understand. But it doesn't have to be a hug. Not yet muhrim knows!" Ana takes off Fandi's embrace.

Fandi could only cry out to hear it.

"Now you rest. I'm going home. Remember, rest. Don't go anywhere else." Ana reminded Fandi.

"Yes yes," grumbled Fandi.

And after making sure Fandi took a break, Ana went home to rest as well. But this time he came home not with a sad face like when Fandi was still in a coma. Except with a happy face. He simply did not expect that there were still people who loved him sincerely.