
Adam's feet can now be moved freely after being sorted by a masseuse acquaintance of the Father. Although the swelling is still visible but can already be massaged on the floor slowly. So that when walking Adam does not need to be on papah anymore, it turns out that it is also effective hand massage from the masseuse.
"Alhamdulillah.Your feet no longer hurt, right?" Zahira asked to see that Adam was able to walk alone in front of the TV.
Adam nodded. "Lumayan Yank, the pain wasn't as bad as this morning." Then sit next to Zahira who is watching an Indian film, Mujhse Dosti Karoge.
Adam laid his head on Zahira's lap to see his wife's favorite movie. Zahira immediately stroked Adam's head.
Adam was so comfortable enjoying the soft elusan of the wife's hand. He also did not bother about his problems with Haikal. Adam was sure that Zahira would never turn away from him even though Haikal might express his affection for his wife.
"Look Mas. it's the Hrithik Roshan really cool if nari in the song The Medley of Mujhse Dosti Karoge, he's very good about dance." Zahira said he admired the Indian actor in terms of dancing.
Adam immediately rose from his lie down after hearing the wife praise another man and now he was facing Zahira.
"Who's better looking?" Adam asked, he was not willing if Zahira praised another man even though the one who was praised would never know his wife.
"Ehm..who's better looking?" Zahira answered while thinking by tapping her index finger on her chin. Zahira deliberately wanted to tease Adam.
"Who thinks everything, just answer me if this Mas is the most handsome." Adam protested because Zahira had answered him for so long.
"Eh, who says Mas is the most handsome." Zahira said withholding a smile.
"Oh. So you don't want to admit, if your husband is very handsome." Adam answered in a flat tone.
Zahira nodded her head. "Yes, Hrithik Roshan's better looking than you are." Zahira was not afraid of her husband's flat face. Still trying to tease Adam.
"Let's answer again who's better looking?" Urge Adam still with his flat voice.
"Come. emmppthh.."
Not yet able to answer, Adam immediately poked Zahira's lips. His right hand also restrained Zahira's nape. Adam really didn't give Zahira a chance to talk, he kissed those lips long enough. Zahira beat Adam in the chest to stop the crazy action, because they are now in the living room, embarrassed if until Mother-in-law saw this scene.
"Astaghfiullah!!" Spontaneous Mother squealed in shock at the actions of the son.
Mother closed both her eyes not wanting to see the live scenes which she thought were outrageous even though they were halal couples.
Instantly Adam immediately stopped his action after hearing the screeches from the Mother. Zahira herself was quite embarrassed to the point of having to lower her head, not even daring to look at the face of the in-laws.
Mother walked closer to those who are now suspects due to being caught doing a ci*man scene in front of the television. While Adam did not feel guilty at all, Adam considered the mother to be a troublemaker due to her unfinished activities.
"It's still noon and you've done that, where in front of the television again!" Mom exclaimed in her regretful tone while hitting Adam's arm quite hard.
Adam stroked his slightly sore arm.
"Mother is like never young, but Adam is not finished either." Adam answered with comfort.
Zahira gave Adam a sharp look. Her husband's mouth was so simple to speak.
"Mommy was once young, but not gini you also do so casually. In the room you can!" Spray Mom while shaking her head turns out this son is perverted too. Mother was not out of thought with the cold nature that Adam always showed to anyone.
"It's okay baby, it's not you who's wrong but this mother's son who has no veins of shame." Reply Mom glanced at Adam's cynic.
Zahira poked out her tongue mocking her husband, making Adam open his mouth.
***
Zahira is done with the ritual of bathing in the afternoon now he is performing the Ashar prayer. Adam went into the room, saw the wife who was praying he entered the bathroom to clean his body as well.
Fifteen minutes later Adam came out of the bathroom with a towel that covered his waist leaving his wry, wobbly, wailing belly.
Zahira who saw her immediately took her husband's full outfit in the closet and gave it to Adam.
"Can you pray while standing?" Ask Zahira.
"Can, but you don't go out and wait for Mas to finish praying." Adam answered, Zahira nodded.
Not how long Adam was done with his prayers.
"Honestly, I really want to go to Mom's house. I haven't seen them in a few days." Reveal Zahira who sat on the dresser chair while combing her shoulder-length hair.
"You went the same way, yes, but later after the leg really healed." Adam answered, standing behind Zahira kissed the woman's head fondly.
Actually, it does not matter if Zahira went to his parents' house alone, but because Adam was very worried if Zahira would meet Haikal who at any time could be in his in-laws' house. Adam did not want to see Zahira alone with Haikal. Therefore Adam tried to give understanding to Zahira to be with him just go to his parents' house.
Adam also did not tell Zahira that Haikal also loved her and the reason why Haikal could return home because he wanted to propose to make Zahira his wife.
"So can't I go alone without Mas?" Zahira.
Adam shakes. "It doesn't have to be the same!" Firmly Adam while looking at the reflection of himself and Zahira in the mirror.
"Yes.." Zahira's complaint opened her lips, dissatisfied with her husband's answer.
"It follows the same order of Mas, instead of forbidding but Mas also wants to go with you." Adam said softly looking at the disappointment on the wife's face. Give understanding.
Zahira just showed her smile. Honestly, he was so disappointed in Adam when he could not go to his own parents' house, even though the distance was not far still in the same village even just a different alley where his house was.
Dert. dert..
Suddenly the sound of Zahira's phone rang indicating someone was calling, Adam immediately saw it. He was surprised by the name on the wife's phone screen.
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Seriate..
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