High School, But Married

Episode 29's

The sound of vehicles passing by again sounded indicating the morning has greeted and delayed activity was resumed. Filling his stomach before going to Campus, Zul fell silent while eating food cooked by his wife before the woman went to school.

After eating, Zulfikar went into the room to pick up a bag before going to college. He had to go to campus to meet Ms. Cia about the title of the thesis that Ms. Cia gave him.

Not wanting to buy time, Zul immediately went to campus. Just a few minutes later, he arrived at the parking lot. On the first floor in front of the camp, Assagaf and his old friend were telling about the beating of Zul, Ardi and Bagas by Hadi, the husband of Kulsum Ummu.

"That's the face why is the cake bent? It's ugly, it's worse" Rais said, shaking in disarray.

"I'm sorry! People look at me, my cake is an artist!" ketus Zul explained.

"Well you're an artist, an impromptu artist!" timpal Aldi is upset. Because last night he and his friends wanted to be with Zul but when they came, the contract looked so dark and Zul could not be contacted.

Their conversation had to be postponed because the lecturer who taught at random hours past forty minutes had arrived. Soon they entered the room C203 located on the second floor.

In room C203, Kulsum was nowhere to be seen. The woman disappeared like the earth. Even the clothes he left behind in the contract had not been taken. Kulsum's absence makes Zul ask questions. The reason, Kulsum also shopping courses that will last a few minutes more.

"Zul, how does it feel to be deceived? Can you tell us?" Adelina, the prettiest student in class A whose love is rejected by Zul.

"Semester money of 1.5 million in one semester.1.5 million times 5 semesters. Total of 7.5 million. Plus costing 7.5 million in brackets over 2 years. Not yet the SP (Short semester) fee taken last, have not eaten and bought this money it. Wuaaahhhh .. pity nyokap you send money to remember his son but his son loves the wife of others" said Nandi who sat in the corner.

Who doesn't know their story? Almost one school knows. Wh why? Because Kulsum showed it off. He told me about Zul who financed him. Not a few women feel jealous of him.

Zulfikar doesn't want to get into trouble. He just kept quiet while listening to the ridicule of his friends. Seeing Zul, Qonita took her place beside the friend. "Don't mind them" he said with a smile.

"Take your shit" Assagaf chimed in.

Elsewhere, Azahra was receiving math subjects. He who is so fond of these subjects, is happy to answer the questions on the board.

The bell rang, ending the learning activity. The students and students moved out of their seats after Mother Teacher Nurdia returned to the teacher's room. In the classroom, leave Azahra and Asna while Gea, Geovani, Irwan and Haikal head to the canteen.

"Beb, here's the package money" Asna gave money as much as two million one hundred thousand.

Azahra. Then separate the capital as much as one million three hundred thousand. Eight hundred thousand left. Out of those eight hundred, he inserted three hundred.

"This is for you. Use this money well" Azahra put five hundred thousand dollars on the table of the friend.

"No need for Zahra. I'm sincerely helping you. Sumpa by Allah" the index finger as well as Asna's tenga finger raised together, forming for V in the air.

"And I'm sincere too, Beb. Please do not refuse sustenance" Azahra said.

Taking a deep breath, Asna finally received the money her best friend had given her. "Thank you" he said, putting money in his backpack.

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Time rolled so fast, the learning activity had ended a few tens of minutes ago. And now, Azahra is on her way home from school to the rented. Passing Carefour, he wanted to stop by the monthly shopping but the scorching sun made him undo the intention. Upon arriving at the rented, he looked at the question of several motorcycles parked in front.

"Surely Kak Zul's friends are inside" muttered Azahra immediately removing the helms. Not forgetting to say hello, Azahra went into the house. Inside, he found Kulsum with three men and two women.

Asking for an excuse, Azahra immediately pulled a step into the room. From inside, he heard Zul say. Says that he doesn't know about Kulsum's status. All he knows is, Kulsum is still single. Not only Zul, Ardi and Bagas also said the same thing.

"Sir, what time is it?" asked Azahra pulling herself up a little sitting.

"A hour and a half seven. Take a quick shower, accompany me to Top Mode" Zul said out of the room.

"Yes" Azahra replied immediately to the bathroom.

A few dozen minutes later, Azahra was ready. She wore a red hoodie and black training pants and a black headscarf. Looking at Azahra's appearance, Zul was silent. The woman who has the status of his wife is still beautiful even though she looks simple. Even without shame Azahra wore flip-flops to Top Mode.

"Zah, the pulanb of our Top Mode streets huh. Wouldn't you?" ask Zul.

"Come, but where are we going?" Azahra asked back.

"Where do you want it?" instead of answering, Zul asked.

"I don't know, because I rarely go out at night. Even in the afternoon, most go between packages" Azahra replied seriously.

"Sir Zul, I hug ya" Azahra asked permission before hugging her husband. In the rest of the time, she wanted to enjoy a harmonious household with Zul. Sleeping together, hugging, holding hands, cooking together and all the rest.

"Hmmm" reply Zul briefly.

Azhahra drew a smile, soon she hugged her husband tightly. Leaning his chin on Zulfikar's shoulder, made Azahra happy. "This is what it feels like to date people" Azahra's inner self.

A few minutes later, they arrived in Top Mode. Soon Azahra came down, and so did Zulfiqar. Enter Top Mode to the second floor.

"Zah, wait for me to grab a shopping trolley" Zul said before Azahra led a step into the kitchen ingredients section. Azahra.

"Come" Zul asked.

Azahra degrades kitchen spices commonly used when cooking. Do not forget sugar and wheat also gelatin. Continuing to the place of the toiletries, he lowered pepsodet, bath soap and other necessities.

"Sister, we're ready for noodles, biscuits and drinks too. Who knows if you have guests"

"It's up to you" Zul replied.

Azahra dribbled to the snack section, biskuat also wafer. Lower what she's interested in, then to the milk and coffee spot. As a husband, Zul could only follow from behind while pushing the trolley.

When it comes time to pay, the total grocery bill reaches five hundred thousand. Azahra took out her wallet from her small bag.

"Let me pay" said Zul, taking the money out of his wallet. Who is unhappy when their money is intact? All women with wife status must be happy. Especially Mothers who have a lot of this and that bill.

After shopping, they went down on the first floor. Zulfikar took the goods to the motor, while Azahra ran a small check on the price of the washing machine. After knowing the price, he returned to meet Zulfikar in the parking lot.

"Where from?" ask Zul.

"Seek something" Azahra replied then riding on the bike. Back hugging Zulfikar, Azahra made a smile of her own.