Black Stain My Husband

The Amera

Zahra held her head which felt dizzy. Just a few hours asleep, he had to wake up again when he heard the sound of the dawn Adhan. From last night he couldn't close his eyes. All over his body felt a tremendous pain, between tired and many thoughts that continued to envelop him. There's no place to lean anymore. There is no one to confide in except the creator. 

''I have to be able to.'' Dragging her heavy legs to the bathroom. There should have been someone who accompanied him when he was sick, but Zahra was only alone against everything that happened without the help of others. 

With great difficulty, finally Zahra can carry out his activities well and smoothly. His hand reached for the wallet on the table. 

There were only a few pieces of twenty thousand in the wallet, which was able to arouse the spirit of Zahra who was a little lazy. 

''I have to work, who else cares about me but myself.'' 

Zahra had already returned the facility from Aidin's parents. He also did not want to be their burden, while now he was sure to take the path of farewell. 

Unlike usual who cooked before leaving, this time Zahra immediately set off and ignored his stomach. 

Upon arriving at the end of the road, his steps came to a halt upon seeing the man who was in front of the alley. From the bottom of his heart, he was lazy to meet the man. But what power, it is inevitable. 

Mas Aidin's

The two of them looked at each other from a distance. Not knowing what Aidin was thinking at the moment, Zahra did not want to know, for him the man did not belong to her anymore. Forced Zahra to approach Aidin who blocked the road.

''What are you doing here?'' ask Zahra calmly. Not showing the least bit of sadness in front of Aidin even though his chest was rumbling to claw at the man. 

Aidin pursed his lips. Folding both hands forward and staring at Zahra's appearance. 

"How dare you leave without my permission. Now home!" Aidin clutched Zahra's hand tightly, but was quickly brushed aside by the woman. 

Zahra looked up, looking fixedly at Aidin's bead of eyes. Holding her hand that feels pain due to her husband's grip. 

''I don't want to go home. Better to go, I don't have time.'' Zahra crosses the strapping body of Aidin which is still pecking at just right. She did not care about her husband's call and chose to ride the angkot that stopped in front of her. 

Maybe getting divorced is better, Mom. 

There was only a smile on Zahra's lips as she greeted the other passengers. It was as if her tears had already dried up and made her become even more resilient. 

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Nearly two hours Zahra was busy serving guests, her body getting exhausted. His head twitched with his eyes twitching. The cold sweat made his entire body tremble. 

''Ki, I'm taking a short break huh, you get some seafood for the guest at table number 22, ''' pinta Zahra leaned her back against the kitchen wall. 

''Just rest, Za. Let us serve guests, '' the other

Still lucky at work, no one hates it. They care deeply about their fellow workers. 

Seeing the other busyness, Zahra got up from his seat, though limp, he still tried to be able to. 

''Let me help.'' Zahra took a tray containing two guava juices. 

''Take it to table number 3.'' 

Zahra came straight out to the table called one of her best friends. 

In the middle of the road, Zahra suddenly stumbled on something until the tray she was carrying fell down. Two glasses of juice were spilled. 

''Oh my god, '' shouted a woman who was in front of Zahra while wagging her wet clothes affected by the juice spill. 

Zahra squatted picking up the broken glass scattered below. 

''Sorry, Ma'am, I didn't accidentally, '' Zahra said without staring. After standing. He was surprised to see a familiar figure in his eyes. 

The guest was Amera who deliberately wanted to humiliate Zahra.

Likewise with Amera who looked at Zahra with a faint smile. 

''It turns out you who have sworn a drink on my shirt,'' said Amera slightly snapped. 

Zahra did not argue at all. ''Sorry I have to work again.'' 

''Wait!'' tukas Amera who made Zahra stop his steps. 

''You've made my clothes dirty, and now you're leaving, outrageous.'' 

''I've apologized, besides if not your feet were deliberately blocking me, there is no way I could stumble, '' said Zahra later. 

''You guys look! A servant dared to scold the guest.'' Show Zahra's attitude to everyone in that place. 

''Where is the manager here?'' Amera kicked off the table which made the other visitors just shake their heads. 

No one came, because the manager of the restaurant had yet to come, only Kirana approached Zahra, while the others monitored from afar. 

''What's up, Za?'' ask Kirana to make sure. 

''Your friend has spilled a drink on my shirt, but he doesn't want to take responsibility. Just watch out I'll report this incident to your manager. Basic lowly employee.'' 

Almost Kirana slapped Amera, Zahra immediately held the hand of the friend who had been lifted. He does not like violence, especially in public places. 

''Lower mana with you.'' Zahra pointed at Amera's exposed chest. He boldly uttered words that should have been harbored only. 

''People who are shameless and dare to seize people's husbands, '' he continued. 

''People who are already dirty do not deserve to wear clean and holy clothes, you are more worthy to wear clothes like this.'' Take a drink on the table and water Amera again until the clothes get dirty. 

Everyone around them could only laugh at the drenched Amera. 

Unable to be a laughingstock, Amera takes her bag and leaves after threatening Zahra. 

Kirana embraces Zahra and takes her inside. She knew that there was something Zahra had hidden from her, but from the words, Kirana could guess who the angry woman was. 

Zahra covered her face with both palms. Her heart was completely broken if she remembered that night, where she had to witness her husband rooming with another woman. 

''You are patient, Za.'' Kirana stroked Zahra's back. Trying to calm down. 

 

''I've been too patient, Ki. All this time I received rough treatment mas Aidin, I was patient with facing him who never thought I existed, but now I can not bear if it should be dua.'' 

Zahra's cry broke out in Kirana's arms. He was unable to stem the tears that were thought to be drying up. 

''Why didn't you ask for a divorce?'' ask Kirana. 

''Already, Ki. But Aidin won't grant it.'' 

Kirana cupped both of Zahra's cheeks. Staring at the bead of the eyes of the friend who is still in a clear liquid. 

''Do you still love Aidin?'' ask Kirana. 

Zahra lowered her head, she could not answer the question. 

''You are a beautiful and beautiful woman. Do not give up, you can certainly get through this, with or without Aidin, because the soul mate is in the hands of God.'' 

Zahra digested every word Kirana said. It flashed through his brain a way to make Aidin regret for a lifetime for wasting it.