Girl To Zain [Married a Widower]

Peace Call

Nina's face flushed red against the horrifying face that looked angry before her. He clingak-clinguk looking for a car Zain who was parked in front of his house. Then, it was Nina who did not see it.

"Assalamu'alaikum, when did you get here?" tanya Nina was a bit scared. He knew that Zain must have seen him delivered by a man.

"Walaikumsalam, I arrived 1 hour ago so I saw you being ushered in by a guy. That guy looks good and compared to your ex, he looks good" Zain said, who is actually holding back emotions.

Nina scrunched her forehead with a confused feeling. His face turned to look at the man who had been delivering was no longer there.

'What's wrong with him? Why I don't think it's a compliment but a satire for me. Was he mad when I was delivered to a guy? But why is he angry? So far he has been indifferent to me. Strange' Nina's monologue with a puzzling response from her husband.

"I was out shopping and that guy----"

"Shutt" cut off Zain not hearing Nina's false reasoning by sticking one finger in front of the girl's lips. "No need to explain! As long as my eyes have seen any reason I won't hear"

Then Zain walked in. The confused Nina could only silence with a thousand questions.

After that Nina went into the kitchen, but she was still confused by Zain's anger.

"And I want to say that the guy is my cousin who just came from Bandung" said Nina took out all her groceries. "Here you go, why do I think about it when he's angry like this? I was also angry when she was afraid of a rash on my skin. But he's normal"

Nina tried not to think about it by making tea for Marta's mother who was still in the room.

Apparently when he brought the tea, there was already that angry man. The man sat on a chair and Martha sat on the bed.

"Here, Madam's tea" Nina put a cup of tea on the nightstand. "Where did Nina look at the wound" she noticed the watery bumps started to erupt. "Hem, this has already erupted, ma'am. continue to dry and heal" deh"

"Yes Nina really" Marta replied as her daughter gave a happy smile.

Unlike Zain who still looks angry, even he repeatedly breathed from his mouth.

"I, excuse me first" Zain said briefly without waiting for an immediate reply to come out.

Nina just let.

"Nin, I think I saw that Zain was colder than ever. Wh why? Is he mad at you?" marta asked quite astonished.

Nina fell silent.

"So, Mr. Zain saw Nina being rammed with Mas Ilham" Nina told Marta.

"That!!! because it is the most. Zain's son is angry and doesn't want to talk to you"

"Well, because I was rammed by a cousin and kept him angry? Like a child" denied Nina is not so trusting. 'Eh, but the same car Mas Alzam who was obviously his sister was made a problem, and now I was piggybacked by Mas Ilham, my own cousin. That's a problem too?' he denied it continued in his heart.

"Nin, son Zain doesn't know that he's your cousin. So there, persuade Zain to not be angry again" said Marta gave a little encouragement.

"No need ma'am.. later also common again" whine Nina refused to go just to persuade Zain who was usually angry. "Mr Zain is that guy"

"Mom don't want to see Zain angry with you. Kasian Nin, he's in a car all the way until dirty comes here just to bring your stuff. You keep saying he misunderstood"

Nina went back to silence and threw out a breath.

"Yes already. Nina meet Mr. Zain first huh" Nina said out of the room.

Akhirnya setelah berpikir panjang, Nina menemui Zain yang duduk diatas sofa dengan pandangan ke layar kaca ponselnya.

"I--make coffee" Nina briefly put the coffee she had previously made to frill.

Zain, who had been expecting coffee from the morning, immediately wanted to grab and drink it, but he realized that he was in angry mode.

"OK"

"Ck" Nina clucked in annoyance as this man just glanced at her, adding to his sense of malaise. Lucky to have made coffee, but this man has no gratitude at all. "What's wrong with you, sir. Why are you mad when I'm being escorted by a guy?"

Zain thumped his eyes as Nina bluntly accused him.

This man said not angry but his tone jolted and sounded loud.

"Cowok it--"

"Originally not in front of me" Zain added before Nina continued her words.

Blush, Nina's eyes widened to hear her husband's confession. He was again faced with thousands of confusing questions.

"What if I get hit by a guy in front of you?" nina asked Zain who was still busy with her phone.

"Do I need to clarify? We are husband and wife and you are not worthy of a conversation with a man who is not a muhrim!! The sins!!"

"Huh"

Is it currently Nina misheard or is this man who mispronounced. Why did Zain suddenly confess and bring up their status.

Of course it made Nina blush.

"Then I have to piggyback on who if not with him?" tanya Nina held back the flowers that wanted to crack in her heart.

"Usually you ride the angkot or you can ask me to drive you. Don't think of me like a useless husband by taking people's rides" Zain and Nina nodded.

"He is my cousin, Mas Ilham who just came from Bandung" said Nina chose honestly so as not to cause new problems again.

"Stay still!! Isn't it in your village that it's already spread if you're married? What if a lot of people ask 'Where is her husband? Why didn't he drive her? Where is the husband's responsibility?' where do I put my face? Don't embarrass me" Zain's nagging made Nina's smile widen.

"So can I ask you to take me away?"

"Sure!!! I'm going to deliver" Zain said in a tone that still sounded angry but successfully painted a laugh on his wife's face.

Nina's attention changed through Zain's face. Her face was clean with no fine hair in the chin area.

"Did you just shave?"

"Yes" Zain replied briefly still unwilling to see Nina's face.

Nina thought for a moment, "Good"

"What good?" zain's forehead flinched towards the girl who was still as comfortable as a sweet-smoking smug.

"Look clean"

"That's all?"

'Then he expects me to judge what?' muttered Nina confused how to. His eyes were right and left like he was thinking.

He was afraid that Zain would get angry again. Time is better to be angry again.

"I've shaved! Something must have looked different and it wasn't just clean. Besides clean?" zain asked with a demanding tone accompanied by his body sliding towards Nina.

'Does he expect me to say handsome? Yes he is handsome but does it need a confession from me?' agitated Nina moved away as the man's face approached.

"Look, what looks different?"

"Handsome" Nina replied feeling nervous if Zain's gaze was like that.

"And?"

"Kok and? Handsome is handsome. You want me to judge how else?" tanya Nina seemed to have lost her embarrassment for acknowledging Zain's good looks, but this man still did not accept it.

"Young?"