High School, But Married

Episode 25's

At 19:02 PM. The Azahra residence. Haikal was introgated Asna in the rented garage–about the woman who this morning was piggybacked by Haikal. Haikal smiled at Asna's question. Exotic-skinned beautiful woman is so blak blakan. If he was angry, he did not hesitate to ask directly.

"So look at a lie!" Asna glared at Haikal, the lover who actually chuckled.

"I'm not lying, Asna ..."Haikal held two fingers in the air. And do not forget the sweet smile that often adorns the face of his face.

"Yes, let's go inside" Asna pulled the lover's hand.

In the contract, there are already Irwan, Gea, Geovani and tenants, beautiful Azahra. They waited for Faisal, Assagaf and Qonita, who had no news. While waiting for the three, they spent time joking around. Until their conversation is halted when they witness Zulfikar's wordless departure. I don't know where the guy is going, but looks rushed.

"Zah, why did Brother Zul leave anyway? Is he mad we're party here!" gea said after Zul left

"Yes, most go weekly nights. Uda, don't think about it" Azahra replied indifferently.

Drt ... Drt ... Drt ... Haikal's phone vibrated. Soon Haikal reached into his cell phone from the pocket of the pants he was wearing at the moment. Seeing the name of the caller's contact, Haikal answered immediately.

"Tell Zahra, Brother and sister Qonita are having some business outside so they can't come" Assagaf said.

"Oh yes, Brother. It's a speaker so Zahra knows" Haikal said.

"alright. Good night Sunday" Assagaf said.

"Yes, Brother" replied Haikal. Say hello, then disconnect the call.

Haikal looked at Azahra. "Have heard for yourself right, Brother Asgaf and Kak Qof can not come" he explained to the woman who was now staring at him.

"You know them?" ask Azahra. The silly question that came out of Azahra's mouth invited Haikal laughter.

"If I don't know, then there's no way I'll have their contacts or they'll call me, Azahra .." Haikal said.

"Haikal and Asgaf's sister are Brother's sisters" Asna explained. "But you know Asgaf. How's story?" connect Asna wonder. .

Azahra who took a long breath. "Sir Asgaf and Kak Qonita often do campus work here. They're good friends of Kak Zul" he explained.

They all nodded in understanding. Since Gea is hungry, they intend to start dinner together. But what about Faisal? He was the man Azahra was waiting for. Even her favorite food was on the table.

Ting!! One message came in on Azahra's phone. Soon the woman checked her phone and read the incoming message from the man who had been waiting for her presence.

"Guys, Brother Faisal can't come either. He said he wanted to go to Palu again, there was a family affair that could not be left behind" said Azahra. Honestly, he was sad to read it but he could not show that sadness.

"Yes, let's eat. I'm hungry" said Irwan, getting off the couch.

After dinner and cleaning the dirty dishes, they returned to the living room. Back to knit the story that will be the most beautiful memories of tomorrow. The song called true friends, the most beautiful gift I have, and there are still some songs they sang with– became silent witnesses that night.

In another place, the residents of Pondok Mega out of their respective rooms. Not a few of them stared in horror at Hadi's attitude which mercilessly hit Zulfikar. Those who also just found out who Kulsum really is, stared at the woman's hate. Therefore, because of his lies, the well-known and compassionate Zulfikar had to accept the consequences of the lie. If Kulsum hadn't lied, Zukfikar wouldn't have made her a lover either. It even financed the woman's life for two more years.

Bugh!!

Bugh!!

Bugh!!

"Basic pebinor! Are there no other women in the world to the point that you're courting someone's wife? Huh! Answer me fucking!!"

He never thought he would be the third person in someone else's household. Really am! He regretted it so much. Regret having fought for a woman who capitalized on her sincere love. Two more years he was with Kulsum, having a wonderful day together. And all that, just a story that is knitted neatly into bitter memories in life.

The pain of being beaten to a bloody extent was not worth the pain of being beaten by reality. Lying and being used, really! Two of the most painful and difficult to forget actions.

Feeling wrong, Zul did not fight even though he was repeatedly beaten by the husband of his lover. Hadi, without asking first, the man repeatedly rained fists on Zulfikar's face.

"Darling stop! You can kill him, baby. I beg you, stop baby ...!" Kulsum shouted, awakening Hadi to his indiscriminate actions.

Zulfikar held his battered face, a little sore to the point of making him grimace in pain.

"Quick get out of here!!" Hadi pointed his hand at the door.

....

Everyone had gone home, leaving Azahra at home. Glancing at the clock on his wrist, time has shown at one night. Even though it was late, Azahra did not sleep immediately. The woman rushed to the room to pick up the package that she had picked up at J&T Puri Kencana Sari in front of MTOS. Then bring the package back to the living room with scissors, brown and clear duct tape, as well as pens and notebooks.

Carefully and deftly, he separated each order from a different address. Until two o'clock in the evening, he was still struggling with the package.

"Zahra, spirit!! After packing new you sleep. Zahra spirit!!" he said to himself.

Uww.uaaaaahhh ... "O Allah, I am sleepy" he murmured, opening his eyes wide.

A few dozen minutes later, Zulfikar came in with a battered-looking face. Entering the house, the man found Azahra fast asleep on the floor.

Slowly, Zul approached. He looked at that pretty face for quite a while. Even while sleeping, Azahra still looks beautiful. When compared to Kulsum, Azahra was still in the first place.

"He and Faisal are very suitable" inner Zulfikar.

Although his body ached to be beaten, so did his smashed face. Didn't stop Zulfikar's intentions. With the pain in check, Zulfikar picked Azahra up and took her to his room.

"Basic fucking Zul! He left when my friends came!" Azahra cursed in her sleep. Sticking her legs, the woman began to curl up.

"Is that sleeping or what?" muttered Zul wondered as he covered Azahra's body with a blanket.