Apparently, Young Wife

Chapter 10

Three days of treatment in the hospital. Zahra has got a home permit. After a long conversation with his father-in-law, Abram's attitude was much better. He even had time to thank Zahra's friends.

A week at home, Zahra's health is much better. So good that he no longer complains of the pain in his stitches. All thanks to Abram being at home for a week and looking after Zahra. Also Mbokijum, the housekeeper who has been helping Zahra.

In the past, Mbokijum came every three days to wash and rub clothes.

It was Tuesday. Abram suddenly told Mbokijum to tidy up some of his clothes into a suitcase. Zahra, who saw Mbokijum packing for Abram, immediately asked her husband.

“Kok Mbokijum has his clothes cleaned?”

“Iya, I forgot to say, tomorrow I will return to Jakarta. Kemaren overpass project has not been completed, Pak Prapto has been screaming.” Abram was clearly relaxed while enjoying a cup of coffee.

“Why not tell from yesterday anyway, Mas? I can ask you to come here.”

“Mas not long, just two or three days. You can be the same Mbokijum first, right? I asked Mbokijum to come here every day for one month.”

Zahra had never been faithful when Abram left her at any time. Although he had only been home for two days and had to come back again, he never frowned. But now it's different.

The look on his face clearly could not be covered with anything. Angry, irritated, maybe such a fleeting feeling was drawn on his face.

Clearly angry ....

He had just recovered after experiencing tremendous pain. The operation was carried out alone without the presence of the husband. Any tough woman, must also be disappointed and hurt, right?

Abram saw the face of the wife was bent, like a new shirt finished in rubbing. Then, heartlessly began to take out his selfishness again.

“You also do not need to be bit ‘bu’, just ‘bu’. We are already household, mother is also old, do not need to ngerepotin it.”

“Ngerepotin? I took care of my own mother?” Zahra's words sounded slightly discordant as it came out of the mouth. “She's my mom, Mas. A child, sick, his mother takes care, where is there a troublesome word?”

Abram thought Zahra had been spoiled since childhood by her family. So that the wife behaves quite spoiled as an adult. According to him, appendicitis is not an operation that is too painful to make someone become spoiled. Even after a week has passed.

“Mas don't want to debate! I'm sleepy, tired!” Abram just walked away. Leaving the disappointed looking Zahra in the living room.

The next morning, Abram was already looking well after the dawn prayer. The perfume that had just been sprayed onto his body, was smelled by Zahra who was still asleep. The fragrance of the perfume that felt unfamiliar, instantly made his eyes open.

He saw Abram standing in front of the glass. Stand up in neat clothes and smell wanggi. Abram had never been this weathered before.

“Tumbenan pack neat clothes, Mas?”

“Iya, go directly to the office later.” Answer's short.

Abram's reply sounded strange in the ear. However, Zahra did not want to argue or muddy the atmosphere anymore. In the end, he could only nod and quickly get out of bed.

“I made breakfast bentar.” Zahra was about to open the door, but Abram's words restrained him.

“Not need. He said PMS? Just rest in the room.”

Abram's form of attention was once able to make Zahra's heart melt. But now it's different. His words were like a long great wall, a separation between husband and wife.

Zahra is not bullying. For the first time he caught his ear and went to the kitchen. Make a cup of warm tea and fried rice. Wish the husband was a little touched and said ‘thank you’ as usual, but the reality is different ...

Abram saw a plate of fried rice on the table. Should be as expensive as wanggi butter tickle his sense of smell. But instead of being tempted, he ignored and took a piece of bread.

“Kok even ate bread?” ask Zahra.

“Bee, mas there is a morning flight, eat heavy gini can make mas mules stomach. You know that.”

Zahra swallowed her saliva strongly. He took a spoon, put pickled cucumber on a plate of fried rice. Then, start eating it voraciously.

“You ate it?” Abram was full of emotion. “Doctors say you should eat softly this week. The longer the harder it is to say, huh? Whatever, your disease is looking for itself!”

Brak!

After running through the table with emotion, Abram left Zahra.

“Aren't you the one who taught me? Just finished the operation directly on the fried duck! Who is looking for disease?” Shouted Zahra shrieking.

Abram did not rebuke, although his wife's words sounded so heavy and hoarse. He hurriedly picked up the suitcase in the room, then dragged it out.

...🍀🍀🍀🍀🍀🍀🍀🍀🍀...

Don't forget to leave a good and wise comment. If you like, do not forget to like and enter into the Favorites list. If not, you can leave it.