You were matched by your parents with a gus or ustadz named Alby Luthfy Fachry, at first you were so shy around him but over time your conversations got more and more connected and finally you felt suitable and so did he, he felt you were his ideal future wife.

Finally you two got married and Alby likes to call you "Zaujati" which means "O my wife", of course you don't really know what it means so you still accept his call because it sounds beautiful, when prayer time arrives Alby always invites you to pray together and it makes your heart so calm because you have a husband like him.

Until one day you approached your husband to the pesantren to give him your own cooking, when you wanted to see him you saw him in front of the mosque maybe with his student, but Alby smiled a little chatting with the girl, you with hurt and jealousy chose to stay away.

A few days after that Alby felt that you started to move away from him sometimes you only answered his questions briefly then after that you were just silent, when on the bed you lay down and made a distance from him, Alby who saw it began to speak frankly in a soft and subtle tone. "Zaujati, what's with your attitude lately? Tell me, have I done something wrong to you?"