Exchange Myself for Justice

Chapter 31

After leaving a trail of affection, Zico walked out to his study. While Zahira is still stunned in singles. His heart is getting more and more uncertain.

Zahira looked at her face in the glass, looking once still red blushing. "Geez, why is my face so red? He must have seen it. Ah, Zahira, why are you embarrassing, "his own route while combing his shoulder-length hair has been browned.

It was obvious that the beauty of the woman, indeed the perfect face was behind the veil. Zahira arranged his crown slowly.

"Ghem!"

Zahira was shocked when she saw Zico standing at the door. Can no longer dodge, then her beautiful face can look real by the man.

"Mas, what do you need?" tanyanya nervous.

"Need you. Uh, I mean to take the missed phone," said Zico approached the wife who looked panicked from the look on her face.

Sometimes the man felt astonished, this beautiful and very shy girl could do such an unnatural thing while her heart was being overwhelmed with anger and resentment. He was willing to sacrifice his precious crown for justice. Back guilt covered her heart. But still grateful he was the judge who had taken his precious things, and he was also grateful to be able to marry the woman. What if the other judge, really can't imagine.

Zico was still quietly glued to the beauty of the wife when she did not use the cloth covering her face and hair.

"Beautiful!" the thrill of staring so closely.

Zahira did not dare to look at the handsome face of a Chief Justice whom she once hated so much, but the fate of someone who did not know, in fact now the man was already her husband.

Zahira did not know what to do, her heart was uncertain. "Mas, can you see it's normal?" pinta the woman looked down.

"Ah, Sorry. I-I came out first," said Zico also misbehaved.

After Zico came out, Zahira immediately grabbed his instant hijab in the closet and immediately put on it. The woman immediately splashed down next to the tiny baby, trying to rest and close her eyes. But somehow the drowsiness he did not meet. Finally, he decided to go out looking for a busy life.

Zahira met Bibik who was cooking for dinner, last afternoon was deliberately not cooked because his employer ate outside.

"Why, Bik?" asked Zahira who was already behind the middle-aged woman.

"Eh, Non Zahira, this is Bibik again for coffee for you, sir" explained Bibik while stirring black coffee.

"Oh, Mas Zico likes coffee huh, Bik?" the woman asked curiously about drinking the man's cigarette companion.

"Yes, Non, you like coffee, except breakfast should be milk white," Bibik replied.

If she likes coffee, why did she say anything was okay. Hah, basic man if it is Bucin so that time yes, anything is okay as long as the woman of the puja presents, then just hit the chromo.

"Bik, let me deliver ya," the woman asked.

"Ah, good Non."

Zahira immediately brought a cup of coffee to her husband's study. A little nervous as he knocked on the door of the room.

After getting permission to enter, Zahira immediately opened the door of the room. Zico doesn't know who put coffee on his desk.

"Thank you Bik" he said without looking

"Yes together," Zahira replied with a feeling of ignorance.

"Darling!" The man immediately stood up from his seat and approached Zahira.

"A-You really came to see me?" ask Zico with a smile.

"Not intentionally, but just want to help Bibik's work," elak woman.

Zico smiled in response to his wife's words. "It's okay though unintentional, but I'm very happy with your presence here. Which Abi champ, still sleeping?" tanyanya while embracing Zahira's shoulder to bring her to sit on the sofa.

"Why not sleep?" said Radit walked up to pick up his coffee at the desk and took him to sit next to Zahira. The man sipped the black coffee.

"Ah, no drowsiness," the woman replied still nervous as the Man's hand coiled behind her.

"Why, think of me? Or do I want to sleep with him?" ask Zico with a gentle smile.

"Ti-no," Zahira replied very ironically. Somehow the woman who is usually always upset and adamant, now can not talk anything when with the husband.

Feeling nothing more to talk about, Akhifa said she wanted to get out of her husband's study on the grounds of wanting to see Zafran, fearing that the tiny baby would wake up.

Zico just assented without being able to resist, in fact he always wanted the wife to be next to him, but still the same reason, did not want to make the woman uncomfortable.

Tonight after dinner, Zahira returned to the room, as usual, cradling the baby, because Zafran had slept for a very long time this afternoon, so the baby was still literate not to meet his drowsiness.

Zahira let Zafran play alone on the bed, he immediately went to the bathroom to take ablution to perform the obligatory worship of four rakaat.

"Not sleeping Zafran, Dek?" ask Zico just came in.

"No, Mas, drop it for a while, I want to pray Isya," said the woman for help.

"Hmm, don't want to be with me?" ask Zico.

"If you want to worship at Mas mosque, worshipers will pray tahajud," replied Zahira while holding his alphabet.

"Ah, yes too. But here the mosque is a little far away, Dek."

"So far, it is mandatory for men to congregate in the mosque for obligatory prayer."

"Yes, you're right, from tomorrow morning I will pray together in the mosque" Zico said seriously.

"Alhamdulillah." Women just give thanks and smile gently, then immediately perform the worship of four rakaat.

The hour hand had shown ten o'clock at night, but Zafran was still able to stay up, Zahira was already drowsy.

"Hi, still haven't slept you, honey?" greet Abinya while riding up to the tiny baby.

"Sleep there, Umi, let Abi take care of Zafran," said Zico told his wife to sleep, because he saw Zahira's eyes had five wat.

"You're okay I'm staying asleep, Mas?" zahira asked feeling disrespectful.

"It's okay, sleep."

Zahira was relieved, and immediately closed his eyes, not waiting for long he had met his dream. Zico still plays with Zafran. When the baby was fussy he immediately cradled so that his son fell asleep in his cradle, then moved to the bed very carefully so as not to wake up again.

After the baby went to sleep, Zico moved to a sleeping position, next to Zahira. His hands hugged the woman from behind.

It turns out that Zahira sleeps very thin consciousness, he will wake up if he feels something different in his body. Zahira opened her eyes and saw the twisting of her husband's hand shackling her body.

"Darling, are you awake?" zico asked fearing that the woman would ask to release her hand.

Zahira nodded, but did not ask to be released from the man's embrace. His feeling was getting comfortable there was a need.

"Sir, may I ask for my rights?" zico asked to make the woman's hair stand up.

Seriate....

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