High School, But Married

Episode 17's

Zulfikar pacing mandir in living room. Once peeked out the window of the house. It was ten o'clock but Azahra had not yet returned. He tried to call but the woman's cell phone was in the room. Anxious, Zulfikar went back into Azahra's room to retrieve the woman's mobile phone. Azahra's unlocked phone made it easy for Zulfikar to contact Azahra's friends. The first person Zulfikar contacted was Asna by the contact name, Asna my best friend.

"Assalamualaikum, Deck. Sorry to interrupt the time. I'm Azahra's sister. Is Zahra there?" ask Zul.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Nothing, Brother. Azahra had come home at one noon. He said his head hurt. So he's allowed to go home" Asna explained.

"Sister, yes, yes. I want my friends in the group. Zahra had been with them" Asna continued and then decided on a call.

Asna who was once sleepy was heavy, immediately her eyes were rounded. Opening the WhatsApp app, Asna started typing something in the group. In an instant, a reply from a classmate filled the phone screen.

"Zahra .. You where, Zah ..." Asna can't sleep. Soon he called Zulfikar.

"Sister, please open the WhatsApp group" said Asna who was immediately heeded by Zul.

"Yes, I've read chat replies from your friends. Yeah, I'm looking for Zahra first. If you have any info, please let me know"

After disconnecting the call, Zulfikar went into the room to retrieve his motor key. Soon the man came out looking in front but Azahra was not there. Not knowing where to go, Zulfikar pulled over the front motor of the Cargo expedition.

Until one o'clock, past thirteen minutes, Zulfikar's phone suddenly rang. Zulfikar immediately stared at the screen of his phone. Pressing the green icon, Zulfikar placed the cheek object in his ear.

"Hello, Brother. Not long ago a nurse from Wahidin Hospital contacted me, they said Azahra was being treated there" Asna explained.

Tut ... Tut ... Tut ...

Call suddenly disconnected. In fact, Zulfikar's phone ran out of power. Putting the device in his pants pocket, Zulfikar began to divide the streets of Tamalanrea District to Wahidin Hospital, as Asna said earlier.

On arrival at the hospital, Zul runs on IGD. There, Haikal was already in the hospital. Zul and Haikal, who do not know each other, do not greet each other. Haikal was busy making calls, while Zulfikar asked the medics.

"I don't know, which cake is his face?" haikal told Asna.

"I don't know which cake either. My people have never seen it either" replied Asna who was while at home. Earlier, the girl was waiting for the grab but Haikal told her to stay at home let her go to the Hospital.

"Yes, I accompanied Zahra inside first" said Haikal.

Behind Haikal, there was Zulfikar who accidentally heard the name Azahra mentioned. Soon the man turned around waiting for Haikal to finish calling.

"I'm sorry, Azahra I mean ..."

"Om, Azahra's brother?" Haikal asked back.

"I'm not Om Om" Zulfikar protested.

"And I'm also not Mas Mas" returned Haikal protested.

"Who will take care of Azahra or me? If it were me, brother could go home now. If you are older brother, yes I sleep in the role because I do not want to go home" Haikal said as he stepped into the IGD room.

"Let me take care" replied Zulfikar.

Haikal told me where Azahra was being treated. Immediately Zulfikar entered the IGD room after being given permission by the security guard. Seeing Azahra sleeping in a gurney with her hands infused, Zulfikar's little heart ached. What kind of husband he is, until he himself does not know his wife is sick.

"I should ask, why are you here?" asked Zulfikar expressionlessly. The ego lodged in her body, made her not want Zahra to know if she was anxious about the woman's condition.

Azahra. Not wanting to add to the burden of his mind, he chose to close his eyes. Zulfikar's expression made Azahra hurt. Can't the man act like he did before, when Azahra had a headache until Assagaf and Qonita were involved in taking care of him.

...

At ten the next day, Azahra was allowed to go home by a doctor. Not wanting to be a burden Zulfikar again, Azahra asked Asna for help to take care of the hospital bill. Thinking it was the best decision, Zul was angry when he found out. But his anger was not expressed directly.

Upon his arrival at home, Zulfikar got out of the car without helping Azahra. Seeing Zulfiqar's attitude, Azahra grew sadder. Immediately he got off the car following Zulfikar inside.

Bugh!!

Zulfikar closed the door of the room violently. Hearing that, Azahra immediately entered his room and did not forget to lock it from the inside. Piling up on the floor, Azahra cried right then and there.

"Akh ... Akh ... Akh ..." The crying became more and more so.

Outside, Zulfikar was already on the sofa. Angry at Azahra's decision while in the hospital, Zul reluctantly

comforting Azahra. I don't know who is to blame for that.

"I hate Papa I hate ...!!" azahra shouted in the room. Heartache cloaked in anger. The woman opened the door violently. Sobbing, he looked at Zulfikar who was temporarily staring at him.

"Let's get divorced" Azahra said, wiping away her tears. "Son't happy, is he? And so am I, I'm not happy at all. Do you think that only you are hurt? Wrong brother! I suffered the same with my brother. Kulsum's sister is not married yet, Brother still has a chance to be with her"

Zulfikar fell silent, even he was indifferent. Lazily responding, Zulfikar chose to go into his room. Zulfikar's attitude, made Azahra scream until he cried again.

"I hate Brother ...!!"

"I hate you guys ...!!"

After saying what he said, Azahra went back into the room. In a moment of silence, there were no more cries inside. Until 12 p.m., the room was still quiet, like a room without occupants.

Zulfikar intended to bring food to Azahra but he abandoned his intentions. A plate of food placed on a tray, again placed on the kitchen table.

At 1pm, Zul, who had been on the sofa, had not seen Azahra come out. Guilt, and anxiety enveloped him. Putting aside the ego, the man knocked on the door of Azahra's room.

"Dec, open the door ..."

"Zahra .. open the door ..."

"Do you want me to bring food in the room?"

There is no truth from within. Soon Zulfikar took the spare key but the door could not be opened.

"Zahra .. You're okay, right? Don't be upset, open the door!"

Again and again, there were no signs of movement of people inside the room. Zulfikar started to unsettle, he tried to break down the door.