Exchange Myself for Justice

Chapter 40

Already one week in the hospital, today Zahira has been allowed to go home because his condition has improved and has been confirmed to recover by a doctor. Zico deliberately permission is not a duty to welcome the return of the wife.

"Are you ready, honey?" tanya Zico had just finished packing the woman's belongings.

"Here you go, Mas" replied Zahira while repairing her hijab.

Zico pushed his wife in a wheelchair. Arriving in the lobby is awaited by the driver. His aides always accompanied them.

On the way home the couple looked so friendly, Zico who was always tacky, like cuts and gauze. Zahira did not mind anymore, it felt that the presence of the man made his heart so comfortable.

"Do you want anything, honey?" zico asked, leaning his wife's head against his shoulder.

"Don't want anything Mas, just want to hurry up and let's meet my little prince soon," replied Zahira honestly.

Upon arrival at the family home of Hamdi Wijaya, the woman was greeted so full of joy and happiness by the couple half a century.

"Welcome Honey, Thank God, you finally arrived at Mama's residence, too" said Mama Dian hugged her daughter-in-law with affection.

"Thank you very much Mama, I am very happy to have in-laws as good as Mama," said Zahira returned the embrace of the Mama-in-law.

"Let's sit down, son." Papa leads his son and son-in-law to sit in the family room.

"Well, this is Zi's wife?" greet a woman who is expected Mama Dian's sister, because their faces look similar.

Zahira immediately greeted the family of her husband who was a fellow muhrim. If the woman's man enough cupped both hands Dida. His presence at home was very special.

Zahira felt very uneasy, it turns out there are still rich families who love their daughter-in-law more than unfortunately for their own children. Have they always wanted the presence of a son-in-law?

Zahira still could not believe that they were so good. Because actually the daughter-in-law is very difficult to be accepted and appreciated in such a way by her husband's family. Not everything, just some. Zahira just thanked to be in the middle of a family that was so sincere in loving him.

"Zahira, Mama has something for you" said Mama Dian gave the woman a velvet box.

"Tante also has for you, son," said the Aunt also gave a parcel.

"But, later when you wear it, Auntie may yes, look at your face. Aunty is very curious about your face," said the woman who is estimated to be forty-five years old.

"Thank you Tan, yes, of course," replied Zahira confirming the request of the Aunt.

"Ma, thank you so much for the gift." Zahira also thanked Mama-in-law.

After arriving, the family immediately headed to the dining table. They eat in a warm family. Zahira is so united. Zico just smiled at the wife's embarrassment.

"Let's eat, kid, you want this, or this?" tanya Mama gave a choice to a side dish that so many in the field.

"Don't be surprised, darling, because they care for their daughter-in-law and grandchildren, they will forget their own children" Zico said.

"Haha... There are jealous Mother," continued the Aunt.

"Let it go, besides I'm still upset, it could be to hide their marriage. Anyway Mama wants next month out of Eid you have to carry out the wedding reception so that the general public knows that you are married," explained Mama expressed her wishes.

"I'm up to my wife, Ma, I'll go with her" replied Zico resignedly.

"Of course your wife would, wouldn't she, Za?" ask Mama to make sure to her daughter-in-law.

"Hmm, I'll go with Mama" the woman replied according to.

"If the matter of clothes, yaudah lives with Aunt Sharen only," cut Zico.

"Yes, same Aunt, but you and your wife should come to the Boutique, where perhaps Aunt should measure here," replied the woman.

"What's wrong with Tan, if I don't have time Aunty who came," denied the man was still insistent.

"Geez, this kid! Why not all your Aunty Samperin in the state court just to measure your wedding dress. How hard is it to come in a minute, how busy are you?" said the woman was a little anxious with her bangs.

"Yes, Mas, not polite at all with parents, we should have come to him," continued Zahira confirmed the words of the Aunt.

"Tuh, with your wife's words," said Aunty happy to get a defense.

"Yes, Tan, I'm sorry. I took the time to come to the Boutique," Zi replied feeling cornered and admitting her mistake.

"good. That's what it's got to be."

Mom and Dad were just listeners. They really recognize the hard attitude of his son, if he does not want to, then want to anytime will never lower his ego. But the presence of Zahira can make the man's heart flexible.

Mom and Dad are so happy to see so many changes in their children. The couple was very grateful that God had sent a Sholeha woman for their only child.

It did not feel like the time was running, now Zahira was two weeks in the family residence of her husband. Zahira is very happy because Mama is so fond of him does not distinguish from real children. Even Zico is often always affected by the ravings of Mama.

Today is two days ahead of Ramadan, Zahira is preparing to visit her former residence while with her parents. Zahira wanted to make a pilgrimage to their tomb.

"Mas Zi, wake up, we'll get to the afternoon there," the woman's intrusion while shaking her husband's body that looks so deep. Maybe because of the holiday, then the man permeates the weekend time.

"What time is it, Dek?" the man still closed his eyes, his hands clutching the slender waist of Zahira sitting on the lip of the bed.

Zahira fell on the chest of the man's field. Her smile was so full of meaning that it made the woman's heart go unnoticed. Since the awakening from the coma they have never picked up that one reward.

"Darling, I'm so lost. Am I allowed to ask for my rights this morning?" the tananya while holding the feeling of nano-nano in her body. It has been almost three months that the blunt weapon was never sharpened until it was almost rusty.

"A lot of interest, Mom?" ask the woman so innocently.

"Geez! Don't ask me again Deck, I think I want to eat you up."

"Ih, ferocious amad Mas..."

"No, if you're very docile. Just try to touch," said Zico smiling mischievously while sticking his wife's hand in the part of something that has hardened in the nest.

"Mas Zi!" screech the woman while hiding her face in the field The perverted man.

"Why Deck? He asked to be tamed by his handler" exclaimed Zico chuckling funnyly at the wife's behavior.

Finally the beautiful woman resigned under the confinement of her halal man. After finishing the ritual of taming his puffed lizard, then the man's face seemed so emitting an aura of good looks.

Smile sumringah real engraved lips Pak Hakim. Zahira was just a mesmerizing smile under the thick blanket that wrapped her innocent body.

Seriate....

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