Apparently, Young Wife

Apparently, Young Wife
Chapter 51



"Have you been satisfied?” Jordhan thrust out a few pieces of tissue he took from the car, then thrust at Zahra.


“Sory, have you seen all this.” Zahra took a tissue, and wiped her tears.


“You road? Renangin mind?”


Zahra. He prefers to accompany Dean who is still donating his blood. Jordhan did not force her, he even helped Zahra push her wheelchair and return to the IGD room.


“Thanks, yes. I don't know what cake to thank you for,” Zahra said as she took her to IGD.


“Why do you help them? Ah... sory, I have no intention of interfering.”


“It’s okay. You also know some of it.” Zahra bowed, looking at the isotonic bottle that Jordhan had given her.


“Do I look stupid? Hurt so but still want blood donor.”


“I think, you have a reason.” Jordhan seemed to casually respond to Zahra.


“She was pregnant, there was an innocent life in her womb. I can't if it's about the kids. After all, because of this incident I know who he loves.”


“There are always lessons in every action, is that it?”


Zahra chuckled softly. Not feeling, they've arrived in front of Dean's bed. Just as they arrived, the nurse had just removed the needle that was on Dean's body.


“Have you finished talking to him? He doesn't know you, does he?” Dean asked when he saw Zahra in front of him.


Zahra shook her head. “Tomorrow, I want to go to Mas Abram's parents' house. Want to explain the situation that happened, also ..”


Zahra's words were interrupted for a moment.


“Talk about divorce.”


Dean's happiness can't be covered. Several times his smile went out of control. Zahra doesn't seem to mind Dean's ridiculous behavior. Even he also smiled, as if taking off the burden that had been on his shoulders.


“You're happy, Dean?” ask Zahra.


“Sory, sory. I'm just glad you got out of it. At least, I don't see you crying anymore.”


“You know where I'm from here?”


“Dania who told you. He read your message.”


“Have it, let's go home. I'm hungry.” Bring Zahra.


He looked much calmer than usual. Although the word divorce was just spoken by her husband, it did not seem to affect her mood. Jordhan volunteered to drive them, remembering Dean's still-weak body. At first, Dean refused. But when he saw Zahra who was tired. His decision has finally changed.


“I went straight back first,” said Jordhan as soon as the car he drove up in front of the apartment lobby.


“No need to copy first?”


Dean looks dislike, when he sees Zahra is too familiar with other people, especially men. However, the news about Zahra's divorce, able to suppress all bad mood.


“Why would you like to drive him?” dean asked as they walked.


“Your possessiveness relapses again? Why are you following me? I lied about your mom!”


“I've talked to mama.”


Zahra's legs were as if they were powerless. Like being electrocuted, to make his body mute. He glanced, looking at Dean as if expressionless annoyed or disappointed.


“Mama is not healthy like it was again. He also wants to apologize to you.”


Zahra's feelings were further confused by Dean's explanation. There are so many questions he wants to ask. All gathered in the mouth, until tangent, which question came out first.


“You want, sorry my mama?” Dean turned his head, looking at Zahra under the light beam inside the elevator which was quite bright.


“A-I don't know. I don't understand what you're saying.”


“News about my brother eloping, making mom in shock, and having a stroke. Maybe, my mom learned a lesson from there.”


The look on Dean's face seemed careless, telling a story that even Zahra herself was quite moved to hear.


“Now, how?”


“Much better. Ma'am Sera has gone home, slowly mama also improved. Now you can chat even though sometimes it is not clear.” Dean's smile was etched clear. There's a happy face there. I don't know because the misunderstanding between them is over. Or, news of his mother who may have given them his blessing.


“You want to meet mama?”


Without feeling the talk about Dean's situation, drive them to the front door. Zahra smiled, opening the door.


“I finished my problem first, can?”


“Eem, yes.” Dean nodded quickly. Like a child who has a sweet promise.


“You eat no? I'm hungry."


Love, a difficult feeling to describe, who does not know where to singah. Lucky to love someone who is still alone. But what if you love someone wrong. People's wives for example?



Cie Cie, who got a signal from Zahra


Your smile is killing me bang Den 🤣🤣🤣🤣


Vote do not forget. Flower and Sajen what else


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