Black Stain My Husband

The meeting of Zahra and Azka

In a luxurious house with expensive furniture is very quiet. Often Zahra spends her time playing mobile. However, this time he was saturated and chose to go enjoy the beautiful scenery outside. Fill his heart filled with emptiness. 

Not far away, Kirana and Zahra were in the city park. Seeing the children running around was already an epic sight for him. 

If I and Aidin had kids, he could love me.

Smothering stomach. Imagine there is a little angel in the middle of his family who can tighten his relationship. It is also a proof of the sacred speech that Aidin once said in front of the ruler. 

"Don't ever think you have a child, Za," Kirana said following where Zahra's eyes looked. He could read from the eyes of the friend who harbored some hope. 

Zahra shifted her body. Make room for your best friend to sit. Help Kirana put the food brought. 

"Do you know what I'm thinking?"

Zahra opens the vanilla flavored ice cream. Stirring without wanting to bribe. Because, remember the doctors who do not allow him to eat carelessly. 

"You deserve to be happy, Za. Many men are better than Aidin, why do you keep a bad man like him." 

Zahra smiled, remembering Aidin's kindness before leaving. 

"I love him, he's the only guy who accepts me without seeing my mom's status. Mas Aidin isn't as bad as you think."

Love, that's what makes Zahra survive to this day. Although not getting a reply, still want to struggle with his household. 

A ball rolling at Zahra's feet made the master turn his eyes. Zahra picked it up and looked at the little boy who was running towards her. 

"This ball has you?" Zahra embraced the timid-looking boy. 

The boy nodded without a sound. Received the ball from Zahra's hand and ran away. Waving her hands while in her mother's arms.

The atmosphere of the park is getting crowded. Zahra put her foot up. Approaching some children who were playing swings, his heart that had long been frozen now melted away just by joking with them. 

Accidentally, Zahra saw a handsome man walking not far from his seat. 

"Mas azka" called Zahra who made the owner of the name turn towards her. 

Just like Zahra, Azka smiled and walked up to him.

"You're here too?" tanya Azka stood among those who were on Zahra's side. 

Zahra just nodded her head slowly.

Azka's eyes are not lightened from Zahra's face that looks beautiful with her thin makeup. Her hijab is brown and looks contrast with the color of her cheeks are very white. This is their second meeting after a long breakup. Zahra and Azka did not meet each other because they were busy with their respective affairs. Both of Azka's parents sent the man abroad to continue his studies, while after Zahra gave the decision to choose Aidin never contacted Azka. 

Zahra still looks awkward. Continuously lowering his head avoided the gaze of another man who was not a mahram. 

"Who's Mas Azka here with?" Zahra started the conversation. His two clasped hands showed the girl was still timid. 

"As you can see, I'm alone" Azka answered, and sat down in the chair under the banyan tree.

"Sit here, Za. I'm not gonna do anything about you, okay."

Zahra looked at Kirana and approached Azka. They sit facing each other. 

"You don't have a child yet?" ask Azka. 

Zahra. 

"Sorry, I don't know." 

Silent

"Are you happily married to Aidin?" 

Why did Azka ask that? Zahra spoke only in the heart. He did not want to talk that the ends would be about his household. 

"Happy, Mas Aidin is good. He was never angry or rude to me. But that's not the only thing that makes me comfortable in the Adijaya family." 

"Then?" selak Azka quickly. 

"Both of Aidin's parents loved me very much. My mom and dad never distinguished me from Keysa's sister. They don't bother about your mama's work." 

Azka drugged her lips. Digesting every word that slides from Zahra's lips. 

"Sorry, Mas. I have to go home, it's late." Zahra left Azka, still filled with question marks. 

Zahra's words were like an insinuation to her. Remembering his mother who once told him that Zahra was the son of a prostitute. 

Azka immediately left the park. Drive the car home. 

Tin

The sound of horn hunting made the guard nervous. They flocked to open the gate when they saw the luxury car stopping in front of him. 

The guard until he said something when he saw Azka's car darting in rashly, almost grazing his body. 

Azka rushed in to her mother who was in the middle room. 

"Did mama tell Zahra to decide me?" ask Azka suddenly. 

Bu Tyas smiled, it was no longer an important thing because it was only the past, whereas at this time Azka already had a fiancee from the daughter of a respected person. 

"No, maybe he's self-conscious. She was born of an unborn woman, and she was sure the fruit would not fall from her tree. He only wears a hijab as a mask to trick every man, including you." 

Bu Tyas went across the strapping body of Azka who was pecking beside the chair. 

"But, Ma __" At that instant, Bu Tyas turned his body. Raising one hand gave Azka the code to be silent. 

"Never talk about him again. Mama doesn't like it. If Zahra really loved you, she would fight. But what, he chose another man instead. That means he's tempted by treasure, not your kindness." Tyas was reassured.

It's true what mom said, if Zahra loved me, she wouldn't have chosen Aidin. 

On the Other Side

A slap landed on Zahra's smooth cheek. He could not escape the rage of the beautiful woman in front of him. 

"Who are you?" ask Zahra who doesn't know. Resisting the pain of the woman's hand. 

The woman turned her lips and folded her hands. 

"You don't need to know who I am. But don't expect to get close to Azka again, she's my fiance." 

Zahra was more and more confused by the woman's words, never tucked away wanting to go back or get close to Azka as she had said. 

"Sorry, Miss. I just talked to him, that's all. We're not talking about anything anyway." 

"I warn you once again, never approach Azka, or you will deal with me."

It is free to argue with people who misunderstand. Zahra chose to leave, ignoring the woman's screams.