High School, But Married

Episode 26's

In the morning about seven past twenty-one minutes, Azahra arrived at the rented after almost two hours he was exercising in Unhas. Before entering the house, the woman took the time to heat the motor. Just five minutes later, he turned off the engine and entered the house.

"Zahra .. I'm hungry ..."

Zulfikar complained. Azahra who temporarily passed through Zulfikar's room, automatically heard the complaint. He who was still angry, was still upset by the return of Kulsum in rented, making him lazy to respond.

"Zahra ... I'm hungry ..." back Zulfikar complained even sounding sobbing.

Twisting the lazy eyeball, the beautiful woman in black hijab again dribbled a step into the room. Opening the wardrobe, her beautiful eyes began to stare one by one the clothes neatly arranged there. A few seconds later, a smile appeared sweet on her beautiful face when her beautiful eyes littered on some clothes that she thought fit to support the style today.

Back eyes diverted on the watch which, there shows eight o'clock past three minutes. "There's still an hour" he murmured.

Immediately Azahra issued a light crem color interior, white short kous lengen and white toad pants, as well as a pasmina hijab of matching color with the interior of the shirt.

Not wanting to rush later, Azahra also chose to take a bath so that later she stayed dressed pretty but still looks natural. Because in addition to delivering packages, he also plans to go to the MTC, buy a new cell phone and go for a walk with Asna the friend.

A few tens of minutes later, Azahra finished the bath and even got dressed. Taking out a medium size sling bag, he immediately exited the room.

"Zahra .. help me .. I'm so hungry ..."

"Why isn't Kulsum Kak called! It would be more romantic if Kak Kul prepared food for Sister!" azahra protested while taking out one red paper containing the package she had packed.

"Zahra ... please make me some food ..." pinta Zul who refused to leave the room.

"Zahra .. I'm hungry ..." Zulfikar whined again.

Azahra who was temporarily putting the package on the motor, let out a long sigh. Upset, the woman met the Zulfikar in her room. Looking at Zulfikar's battered face, Azahra's eyes were perfectly rounded.

"ASTAGHAFIRULUS ... Brother why?" ask Azahra to panic. "K_we're going to the hospital now" he said reaching for a cell phone from inside his bag.

"I want to eat, Zahra ... not to go to the hospital" the voice shrank along with the owner of the voice looking down.

Looking at Zulfikar's bruised face, the woman's heart was filled. It is impossible to leave her husband at home alone. "Wait for me to get food" low, Azahra finally returned as usual.

About three minutes, Azahra brought Zulfikar's favorite food that Azahra deliberately cooked yesterday afternoon. Taking his place beside the bed, he began to feed Zulfikar.

Aaa ... Azahra opened his mouth when a spoonful of food was directed into Zulfikar's mouth. "Open your mouth!" he was accompanied by a sharp look.

"Let me eat by myself. Only my face was bruised and sore, not my hands" Zul said.

Azahra. "Open your mouth!" hissing threatened.

Shame, but still open your mouth. Zulfikar, the man regretted his attitude. He should not whine at Azahra who thought he was weak but in fact he was so forced. Behold, Azahra treated him like a sick child. If Zul was a child, Azahra would carry him.

One meal at a time, one plate of food was eaten by Zulfikar. Realizing there was no drinking water, Azahra immediately went to the kitchen to take a glass of water and did not forget to bring a dirty plate and spoon.

Returning to the room, Azahra found Zulfikar coughing. "Drink first" he said, pointing a glass at Zul's mouth.

"If I don't cook, you cook. Kan brother also has hands, why should resist hunger all. And again, isn't all the money in Brother? You can buy food for your sister to eat. Life is not difficult. Hungry to eat. No food to cook"

"Where is Kak Kul? From yesterday it was invisible" asked Azahra. Then back to glancing at the clock on his wrist.

"Don't call him anymore" Zul said then into the blanket. "Go away, don't forget the fence padlock" he reminded.

Azahra came out of the room. Taking her phone out of her bag, she starts looking for her best friend Asna's contact. Then start a voice call. A few tens of seconds later, Asna answered the call from him.

"Assalamualaikum" Asna said hello.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Asna, can you help me? Please chat Haikal, ask him to accompany you between packages. I can't right now, Brother Zul is sick I can't bear to leave him alone"

"Yes. I'll call him" Asna replied.

"Thank you. Assalamualaikum"

"Waalaikumsalam" replied Asna.

After the call ended, Azahra pulled a step into the kitchen without changing clothes first. Picking up a medium-sized pot–filling it with air–and last bursting it on a gas stove. Turning on the gas stove, he took out a large basin, bringing it into Zulfikar's room.

Seeing Azahra bringing in a large basin into his bathroom, Zulfikar just silently stared without asking. Until a pot of hot water that Azahra managed to bring, made Zulfikar ask.

"What's that for?"

"For Big Brother to take a bath" Azahra replied as she poured hot water into a basin of cold water.

"But I don't want to shower!!" zul protest.

"And I don't want to know, you still have to take a shower. Otherwise, I report Mama" Azahra threatened while shaking her waist.

"Sister, let's take a bath" call Azahra down. Then get out of the room.

Not wanting to argue, Zulfikar heeded. Soon the man took off his clothes, leaving cel*na d*lam.

While letting Zulfikar take off his clothes, Azahra picked up a small towel in her room. Just a few tens of seconds, he again found Zul only wearing dal*m pants.

"Zahra .. close your eyes ...!" titah Zul shouted.

Azahra paid no heed. "Follow me to the bathroom!" he passed Zul.

With a look of disbelief, Zulfikar looked at Azahra's back "It looks like you've gone mad!" pekik Zul is upset.

"I don't see. And if you look, I can't take it. So just relax. I will not perk* brother*" hiss Azahra did not accept.

Upset not followed by Zul, Azahra turned back to forcefully pull Zul's hand. "Fall down a bit anyway, brother! This is also for the sake of Brother!" resounding.

Sitting like a child, Zulfikar stared at the water in the basin. It was clear that the water was still visible emitting smoke. "Zah, add cold water again dong .. water is still hot .." protested Zul.

Azahra did not heed, he took a pile of water and began to flush Zul's body starting from the shoulder.

"Huuuu .. The water is hot Zahra .." cried Zulfikar.

"What heat, how cold" Azahra put some hands in the basin.

Wetting a small towel with warm water, Azahra began massaging Zulfikar's body. Starting from the shoulders, arms and other limbs. Except for the part covered with d*alam pants.