Apparently, Young Wife

Chapter 47

...***Last-have?***...

The sun was slowly returning to the western horizon. Leave some mixture of the rest of the light that orange, mixed with the dark sky. Not felt, time passed so quickly. Chatting with Jordhan, it turned out to be quite fun for Zahra.

Adzan magrib also reverberated. Zahra hurried down from the gazebo, wanting to climb up to fulfill her obligations.

“Happy with you.” Zahra.

“Maybe we can be friends?” Jordhan reached out with his friendly smile.

“Friends? I think you're overconfident. I'm not the kind of person who makes friends easily.”

“But you finished my ice cream?” Hands that were already open, suddenly clenched and pointed towards the frictional pouch filled with ice cream wrappers.

Zahra hurriedly looked over. Looking at the scattered ice cream wrappers, I don't know who greedily ate them.

“This-this isn't me. I was possessed, uh .. astagfirullah.” Zahra hurriedly ripped the ice cream wrapper and threw it away.

“So, can we be friends?” Jordhan extended his hand.

This time, there was no reason for Zahra to refuse.

“Zahra.” He shook Jordhan's hand.

“Johan, you can call me Jo.”

“So, Jodrhan it ..”

“That was my real name when I was young. Most of them call me that.”

The time had turned to night, and the sky was already dark. Zahra hurriedly paused and ended their conversation. Zahra left first, while Jordhan sat there again.

He just opened the door. Suddenly, his eyes were startled by Dean's whereabouts. The man stood looking towards him. His gaze looked sinister, filled with anger.

“You are here?” zahra asked in surprise.

“Udah magrib, pray there!” Dean turned his body, staring at the closed glass window, but the curtain was open. The man's gaze was straight ahead, not wavering in the slightest.

For some reason, Dean's attitude just made Zahra feel guilty. He also did not dispute Dean's orders and went straight to the bathroom to take ablution.

Half an hour passed, Zahra had not yet left the room. Even when adzan isya’ reverberated, the door of his room was still tightly closed. Until then, he came out, with the mucus still attached to his body.

“De-dean?”

Zahra thought, Dean has been gone since earlier, so he immediately connected to pray isya’. However, who would have thought, the man was still sitting on the sofa doing nothing.

“Where were you from?” ask Dean who doesn't look at Zahra.

“A-I, just go out, take a walk.”

Zahra's explanation apparently made Dean's anger run high. He got up, walked over to Zahra who was drinking.

“Since when are you good at lying?”

Zahra gulped down her drink, and then placed the glass on the table. Feeling unaccepted, or already cornered?

Zahra dodged quickly. But Dean did not give up, he continued to ask his ex-lover.

“Mee, don't dodge hold dong. At least give me an answer.” His insistence. He tried to grab Zahra's hand, but he just threw it away.

“Enough, Dean! Can you not, don't you mean me? I'm tired!”

“You're implusive, Mee. That's what makes me mean you keep going. Realize anyway?”

“I, exclusive? Which part? Please explain!” Zahra is getting inflamed.

“Here!” Dean pointed to his chest. “Your heart says it will, but your body refuses. Like a kiss that day.”

“You're crazy, Dean! You made me!” Zahra stepped away, wanting to end the conversation unilaterally. However, Dean blocked his hand.

“Iya I'm crazy! I love you, I love you, I'm crazy! Crazy for loving someone's wife! But you love me too, right? You still love, don't you?”

The two eyes meet each other. Look at Zahra's eyes as if he didn't take all Dean's words. Quickly he threw Dean's hand away.

“Yes, I admit that. But we can't be together, Dean. From the past, we were not a match!”

A thunderbolt that struck in the clear sky, filled with stars. Zahra's words seemed to be the sword of the executioner slashed on his neck. Breaking the head and body connection just like that.

“What do you mean?”

“From the beginning we were not a match. You and I are from different strata. You people are, successful now. I'm just a villager, hick, don't have any standard.”

“Who said that?! Who said that?!” Dean's tone is up. For the first time, Dean was acting out of control. He spoke while shaking Zahra's body. As if I can't believe what her ex-boyfriend said.

“Your mom said! Your mom made my eyes sticky. See the world that turned out to have a big and long wall!”

Dean's hand loosened and let go. He really can't believe it. If mama, the woman who gave birth to him, could say that to Zahra.

“You lied, you lied, Zahra!”

“Iya, I lied. I lied to get away from you. Satisfied you now!”

Dean's eyes were blank. Between believing and not believing. Of the two women he cared about, which one did he trust more?

His steps were gontai, slowly stepping out.

“Your favorite fried duck is on the table.”

Dean's last words, instantly made Zahra slump to the floor. The whole joint seemed to be weak without power. The bitter reality that he had been hiding for so many years, was finally revealed in a frontal manner.

Enjoy the groove, who knows this abis Zahra success, trus silenced the mouth of his mother Dean.

Vote same sajen do not forget.

Later malem we continue to fight again together ... titt ....