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Mall

Zahira unloads all the clothes in her closet. One by one, his clothes were removed that he could not fit. Sort out which ones are still good and which are obsolete.

"What are you doing, Yank, why are you taking all your clothes out?" Ask Adam to come closer to the bed and sit on the edge.

"Here you are, I'm picking out clothes that don't fit on my body." Answer Zahira.

It turns out that many of his clothes have faded color and he put them in the cardboard. While the clothes are small but still good, he put it again in the closet later if his body weight is as before after giving birth he can still wear it again.

"This is what's in the cardboard you want to put where?" Adam asked after the wife finished rearranging the clothes in the closet.

"Please put it in the barn." Zahira Pinta.

Adam nodded and lifted the cardboard containing the clothes of the wife who was not worthy to wear it then he took it to the warehouse.

Zahira went into the bathroom to wash her face before going to bed and also wanted to urinate. Adam had already returned to the room, he also went into the bathroom to wash his hands without knocking on the door first.

"Bag.." Zahira protests when she wants to wear her shorts back.

Adam smiled faintly at the wife who was still shy. He washed his hands without replying to Zahira's protection. They both came out of the bathroom and went up to the bed.

Zahira wants to spoil to Adam, he even lay his back on the body of the husband who is leaning on the head of the bed while playing a mobile phone. Zahira tilted her body to see Adam who was busy with the rectangular object.

"Bag.." Call Zahira for being ignored.

"Hmmm.." Adam was busy with his phone.

"Who are you talking to again, Mas?" Zahira asked with a sullen look on her face.

"Well friends, Mas again reply to the message in the group." Answer Adam.

"I want to see." Said the pregnant woman.

Zahira was curious so she grabbed the phone in the hands of her husband. He read one by one the contents of the message and then he returned it to Adam's hands after he finished reading everything. Adam then ruffled Zahira's hair because it had disturbed him.

"Mas, my clothes have been a lot of small since I was pregnant. Tomorrow we go to the Mall yuk." Bring Zahira so excited.

"Yes." Yeah." Adam answered briefly whose eyes remained the same as his phone screen.

"Hmm. wife is taken." Lady Zahira.

Hearing the murmur of the wife, Adam then put his phone on the nightstand and he focused on the wife who asked to be pampered.

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Usually on Sundays like this Akmal will wake up at half-nine in the morning. But this time no, the teenager had already woken up at half-seven. He whistled while carrying a towel to take a bath.

"Tumben, your recalcitrant daughter at this hour is awake. Usually still drooling in the room." Said the mother who was cooking in the kitchen.

"Today Akmal wants to go to Mak, Akmal has made a pact with friends." He replied smiling mysteriously as he lowered his eyebrows and went into the bathroom.

Mother also shook her head. Before long the cooking was all ripe, then called Mr and Akmal for breakfast together.

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An hour and a half drive Adam had arrived at the shopping center that was intended. He immediately parked his four-wheeled vehicle and took his wife down. Adam held Zahira's hand as soon as he entered the big Mall.

"Slow down the road." Adam rebuked the impatient wife to shop for clothes.

Zahira just grinned. "Sorry to me." He said and walked slowly.

"We go to the third floor." Said Adam.

Zahira nodded and they entered the elevator which only had three people but when the elevator door would close so many people who entered so Adam pulled Zahira's hand to dock into his body. Enough jostling also until Zahira felt stuffy.

"Huft, it feels really tight inside." Zahira said after getting out of the elevator.

Adam stopped his steps. "Racid?" Adam asked with his head turned.

Zahira nodded with a smile. "Not so, Mas. Let's go over there." Zahira pointed to one of the Muslim fashion sellers.

Adam nodded and they entered the shop. Zahira helped Adam choose clothes that he thought were suitable for his wife.

"I think this is a good yank." Adam took one of the green tosca-colored gambis and then he put it on Zahira's body.

Zahira nodded. "Good, I chose this too." Her speech.

After getting some of the game he wants now Zahira pulls Adam's hand into the men's clothing section. Zahira wants Adam to buy clothes too, not just himself.

"Mas' clothes are still a lot of Yank. Yesterday I bought new clothes too." Adam refused.

"Buy aja Mas shirt if so, the color you match the same color my robe earlier. You can use it for work too." Zahira.

"Yes, it's up to you." Adam replied.

Zahira eagerly chose some shirts for Adam from short-sleeved to long-sleeved. They shop for clothes and eat in one of the food courts.

Adam pulled a chair for Zahira to sit down and he put a paper bag on another chair. Before long the waiter approached them asking what message.

"Sop ribs two, Roasted chicken seasoning petis one. Don't forget the name either." Zahira.

The woman nodded.

"Drink?" Ask the waiter while taking down Zahira's order.

"Two orange juice." Answer Zahira.

"All right, please wait for the order." Politely said.

"It's so hungry Yank to all roasted chicken pesen?" Ask Adam with a smile.

"Hehe. Yes Mas. Your son has been kidding for food." Answer Zahira.

Before long their order was served, Adam and Zahira enjoyed the meal. On the sidelines of his meal Zahira looked around the food court. His eyes were on someone he knew very well. The man is not alone but with a woman.

"Why is he here?" Zahira wondered.

"He who's Yank?" Adam asked, hearing the mumbling of his wife.

"....."

"Yank.." Call Adam again with his hand flicked in front of Zahira's face.

"Eh, what's wrong, Mommy?" Zahira asked after she woke up.

"What did you see?" Adam was so curious that he turned his body to see someone who had become the object of his wife's view.

"Mas, I'm going to go back there." Zahira got up from her seat to meet someone but her hand was immediately restrained by Adam.

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