Apparently, Young Wife

Chapter 69

...Zahra pov's...

“You guys why the hell? Not yet, it's still Tom and Jerry. Quarrell mulu.” Gerrick Dania was a little upset.

My breath sounds heavier than before. Instead of answering, I prefer to even myself on the bed, look at the ceiling and sigh again. My mind was back in control, guessing far back. About a few years ago. Yeah, when I was with Dean.

The thing I remember the most when I was with him, it was a small quarrel. The more the fight gets tighter. Strange, yes definitely.

Remember too, when with Abram first, it was the opposite. Almost every day the man is always romantic. As if without a gap, it was perfect. I also seem to obey all the principles of his life that is too straight and flat.

However, once in a fight, it can take days. He was even selfish enough to say ‘Sorry’ while doing a little thing.

I got questions like that from Dania. I don't know what to answer either. Two people with different attitudes. They have been in a relationship for more than two years.

“Ra, you daydream again?” Now, all I hear is Intan's voice.

“No, I just thought.”

“Thinking what? Thinking of nagging Dean again?” Tymphal Denmark.

“Not want to hide. My status is still the wife of people, even though the divorce file has been taken care of, what do people say later?” I pulled the blanket, then fixed the position. “Udah ah I want to sleep!”

A few seconds after I pretended to close my eyes, I no longer heard their noise. The room did not sound noisy, quite quiet, even I only heard the sound of the AC machine above.

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Two days after Zahra submitted her divorce papers to the Religious Court.

She had just finished breakfast after finishing some design jobs. Suddenly, a call from Dean came in.

“Assalammualaikum.”

“Waalaikummussalam. Why?” Zahra leaned her phone on the cup.

“Udah to eat?”

“Base-basis deh.” Zahra started to grumble.

“Bathletes, one more hour I pick up.”

“Where are you?”

“Religious Court!”

Short, solid, and clear. Dean just ended the call. Being treated like that, irritated Zahra. He immediately flicked his lips while hitting the table. Then, stand up and get ready.

He had just locked the door, when his earplugs heard Zahra's voice.

“So much, I was going to call you.”

Dean turned his head, looking at a woman standing up, with a pair of *lev*is in a red shirt, and pigtails in her hair. With such a casual style, making her look younger, it was no different from even a girl who was in college.

No, Dean saw Zahra. Moreover, as he let go of his glasses and smiled.

“Hei! Oi! So leave no?” Zahra snapped her fingers a few times.

“Oh, yes yes. Come!”

This time, they needed at least two hours while inside the two-story Religious Court building. Dean looks pretty serious, when he asks the clerk to move Zahra's schedule forward.

“Can't, Sir. The schedule is full, and Ms. Zahra gets a turn of the 5th of next month.” Said the officer quickly.

“For one week, sir. My client really doesn't want to take too long. Poor him, Mr.” Dean put on a hard look. Trying to convince the officers to advance Zahra's schedule.

When the officers did not react, Zahra also tried to negotiate in a subtle way and slightly put a face to weld.

“Pak, help me yes. I am really strong, I am told by the media. Obviously, I am a legally and religiously legitimate wife. I feel sorry for my parents, sir. They are old, every day under pressure from the community. Just help, Mr.”

A few seconds later, the young officer sighed. He picked up a thick book, then wrote something there.

“Don't forget to come date 20 this month!”

Dean immediately turned his head, looking at Zahra who looked happy, while wiping away the fake tears. He swallowed his saliva, when he realized, that the seduction of women was more deadly than the mothers who carried motorcycles.

They came out with happy and happy faces. Already out, Dean still did not expect, if the results would be satisfactory like that. In fact, the schedule can go forward 10 days.

“Come treat me to eat!” Zahra cried with her happy face.

“What do you eat?”

“Mie chicken near Brawijaya campus!” Zahra pulled Dean's hand, running small to the parking lot.

Vote, do not forget.

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