Exchange Myself for Justice

Exchange Myself for Justice
Zahira's Plan



Sorry to raeder all for his confusion in reading the previous chapter. Actually there is still a long episode to get there. But due to an update error it was too fast. You see author nabung bab. so the author is wrong update.


So in this chapter will continue the author again yes, only later to those who have grown up. Again the author apologizes for the inconvenience of hisπŸ™πŸ€—


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After the shower, Zico headed to the dining table. He saw his wife was busy arranging the dishes he had prepared for her.


"A lot, sweetie?" tanya Zi while pulling a chair for her to sit on.


"Yes, I haven't eaten either, Mas" replied Zahira still focused on her work.


"You really haven't eaten at this hour?" ask the man not to believe.


"The truth is, I was deliberately waiting for you, because I wanted to eat with you. It usually does, too" explained the woman.


"Astaghfirullah, I completely forgot, Dek. Sorry yeah. You must be really hungry. Next time I come home late you won't have to wait for me. You're breastfeeding, so you have to eat a lot" said Zico, who forgot his wife's habits.


"It's okay, Mom. I understand that. What matters is that you explained it to me. Come now eat, there is no need to feel guilty like that. I understand my husband's profession very well" Zahira replied as she filled her husband's dinner plate.


"Thank you, baby." Zico smiled happily at the wife's understanding.


After eating, the couple sat down for a while in the family room while watching the drama on one of the TV channels.


"Mama and Papa don't come home, Deck?" ask Zi.


"No, Mas, they will attend your family's wedding on the island" Zahira explained.


"Oh yes, it's a pity that we can't come huh," Zi replied as she carried the wife's body to lean against her chest.


"Well, how else, Mom, you I told you to go together with Papa and Mama did not want me to come" Zahira said.


"Indeed, I don't want my heavenly angel to come with me" she replied with a sweet smile.


The couple was silent for a moment while observing the drama they were watching. Don't forget how the judge's hand that can't be silent, the man's hand is broken so that it makes Zahira growled.


"Mas, don't do this. I'm not comfortable," the interruption.


"Haha... Why, Honey? Enjoy it" he replied lightly.


"Mas!" she exclaimed the woman from her husband's embrace.


"Haha... Yes, that promise no more. Come here!" Zico again brought Zahira into his arms. This time the man actually kept his promise, his hand just gently rubbed the crown of the wife.


"Mass?" Call Zahira slowly.


"Yes, honey?" zi replied, peeping the top of his head.


"I want to talk to you."


"What is it, honey, say it?"


"Mas, can I go back to college?" zahira asked looking up at the handsome face of her husband.


"Of course, are you ready?" asked the man, who didn't seem to mind.


"Yes, God willing, I am ready. Besides, I will only repeat six months to re-compose my script again" explained Zahira.


"OK, later after you run out, we will find the best university for you" Zi replied.


"Why should I look for a university again? I'll continue my education at the university."


"But your university is out of town, honey? So, what about Zhera?" tanya Zi did not understand.


"Mas, just six months. Meanwhile, Zhera time we can leave with Mama. And we've already discussed it. Mama didn't mind at all, at first I wanted to find a baby sitter for Zhera, but Mama wouldn't allow it" explained the woman making Zi speechless.


"There's no harm, right, Mom? Every holiday I can come home."


"But, Deck?" tanya Zi was still unwilling.


"Mas, come on, I need your support. Because it's a pity that my education is a little more finished," said the woman pleading the understanding of the husband.


Zico tries to understand his wife's wishes. He does not want to be a barrier for women in studying.


"Well, every time I have a holiday, I will visit you" replied Zi who finally agreed to Zahira's wishes.


Zahira smiled happily back into the arms of her husband. "Thank you, Mom. You don't have to worry, I just want to finish my education that has been hampered by the responsibility," said Zahira kissed both cheeks of her husband.


"All right, now let's take a break. It's late enough." Zico ended their conversation. He brought Zahira to rest.


The couple got into bed, of course they checked the tiny baby first. It seems like the baby is still very sound asleep.


Zahira who was already very sleepy, then in an instant was already in the dream realm. However, in contrast to Zico it was already two in the morning, but the man still could not meet his dream.


Zico looked at the beautiful face of the wife who was asleep. Somehow it feels so hard to let go of his wife to finish his education.


"Why are you so influential in my life, Dek. Even when I heard we were going apart it made me have insomnia," Zi muttered as she stroked her female hair, occasionally tucking her forehead softly.


Satisfied struggling with his own thoughts, finally the judge fell asleep also by himself. Maybe the effects of tired all day busy taking care of the cases he handled.


This morning Zahira woke up first. As usual, he woke up the husband to perform the obligatory worship of two rakaats.


Actually a little heartless, but because he did not want Zico to spend his dawn time then he woke up as well.


"Mas, let's get up, pray early morning. Later after the prayer you can sleep again," said Zahira slightly shook her husband's shoulder.


"What time is this, Dek?" tanya Zi still refused to open her eyes.


"It's past five."


Zico immediately sat down while reading Do'a so that his eyes were not as tight as they were. With a giant step the man headed to the bathroom to clean.


This morning Zico was tidy with his work stellan. His agenda this morning was very tight. Many cases that he had to hear, then he had to leave sooner than usual hours.


"Honey, later Abang Zaf delivered Mr. Iwan only yes, because Abi did not have time," Zi told the wife while occupying her seat at the dining table.


"Good, Mas. Let's have breakfast first." Zahira deftly filled her husband's plate. He will not let the man go on an empty stomach.


Zico ate a little hasty because he was in pursuit of time. In just a few minutes he finished his breakfast.


"Just go ahead, baby." Zico reached out his hand, and was greeted quickly by Zahira.


"Be careful, my friend. Later if it's late to come home do not forget to give me news," her message while walking to deliver her husband's departure in picking up sustenance.


"Okay, honey." Zico left a trace of affection on his wife's forehead.


"Pig!" call Zaf who just finished wearing his school clothes.


"Hi, Honey. For today, Abang was escorted by Mr. Iwan, because Abi was in a hurry, son," said Zi while peeping his son's cheeks.


"Good, Abi. Be careful, Abi" replied the boy.


"Ready commander!" zico smiled happily as he got into his car.


Seriate.....


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