
A gray night for Zena, from last breath felt tight to see Athar still lying on the bed. While he has finished his prayer and hopes Athar immediately go to holy. She did not want to be swept away in her husband's sins. Zena meant to remember again but something seemed to get in the way.
Geck!
Geck!
Geck!
A knock dipper welcomed the despair, suddenly sounding loud from behind the door covered in pink curtains from behind his room.
"Zen, let's take your husband to dinner first, honey. You must be so hungry!"
It was definitely the voice of Aunt Marwah's screams earlier, which was used to remind Zena if the veiled woman did not go out of the room when she wanted to go to dinner together.
"Yes Bi, just a second," Zena chimps from the inside. The woman immediately tidied her face on the nightstand and approached Athar who apparently listened to Aunt Marwah's invitation earlier.
"Come, Mas!"
"No way," Athar refused unscrupulously without even straining on Zena.
It makes the eyeball zena squint to the left and to the right, "What's the matter? Are you still full?" Zena tries to respect Athar by keeping a good talk.
Athar smirked softly, then pointed to his cheek, "Let's kiss first, won't that be a field of reward for you?" He said very confidently.
The two eyeballs were round and clear like a speck of dawn dew on top of the leaves it was back guerrilla. Somehow it seems that Athar deliberately did it to tease him.
"Ep... W-what should it be now, Mas?" Zena was embarrassed to do it. But Athar was right, where he might choose sin just for refusing Athar's request.
"Yes my wife, aren't we halal?" Athar provokes Zena continuously. He wanted to see what kind of innocent women who still kekeh wear the veil in front of him even though they were already martyred as husband and wife.
Zena felt very nervous about it, so she did not realize that both her hands twisted the edges of the simple dolphin-patterned gamis that she wore.
While Athar still thrust his cheek towards him long enough until Zena granted the request or Athar will not come to eat with Uncle and Aunt.
"Alright Mas, I want to reach for the paradise of Allah," said Zena who eventually relented and gave up. But Zena was sad when she wanted to kiss her husband, Athar instead avoided her.
"Well, that's exactly what I'm guessing. You're Zena's holy-ass. Cook that way until you are tempted," seduced Athar while spinning.
Zena bowed to be ashamed of it, really the way Athar treated her is certainly not a good reflection to imitate. Shortly afterwards in a tight fit, Zena only realized that a delinquent like Athar could not possibly change like the priest he hoped.
"Thank you, you did it successfully" said Zena who was actually very disappointed. But how else. Athar was really outrageous to ask for it and then fool him.
Athar stared with a smile that felt a little bland, then followed Zena into the living room. But when he arrived there Athar was a little surprised when he met Malik who sat painstakingly helped by Uncle Ardy due to his binary actions the other day.
"Mallik? So he's really hurt right now?"Mumbled Athar who was confused himself to face the situation.