High School, But Married

Episode 34

Zulfikar sat on the side of the bed while watching Azahra who was almost ten minutes standing in front of the closet. The woman's eye beads scoured every fold of neatly arranged clothing.

"Zahra, my dear sister. What the hell were you looking for earlier? Wonderful, dress and pants a minute. This is not you! As far as I know Azahra is not the type of woman who likes to linger looking at the folds of clothes"

Azahra chuckled softly before replying. "I'm looking for good clothes. Let's not be ashamed of my path. Kan Brother said it would come with Sister's wife, right? And so, I have to look beautiful. Let Brother's best friend think Big Brother's taste is high" explained Azahra.

"You are beautiful Zahra ... You are not beautiful, either. Already, quickly change your uniform" said Zulfikar according to reality.

"Yes, I wear this robe" Azahra put out a black robe made from wolfis.

A few dozen minutes later, Zahra was ready to leave. Despite wearing only plain black robe and pasmina maron hijab that is modeled in such a way, without polishing, Azahra is still beautiful with a nude color lip cream.

"God willing .. The more I become aware of the reality, Azahra is the most beautiful of all my exes" Zulfikar said.

Azahra could only smile while shaking her head. Ever since the two got along like brothers, the nature of Zulfikar that Azahra did not know, was seen as well. That guy is good at seducing.

Upon arriving at beskem, Azahra hesitated to step up. Because, many of Zulfikar's friends inside even in front of the beskem there are who temporarily enjoy coffee while playing dominoes.

"Come" Zulfikar.

"Sister" Azahra held off Zulfikar's arm. "I'm ashamed" he looked at sayu Zulfikar.

"Why? There will be me. Let's go in" Zul convinced Azahra.

Although uncomfortable, Azahra still complies. He held Zulfikar's hand tightly and set his foot.

"Assalamualaikum" Zul said a greeting after being in front of beskem.

"Waalaikumsalam" those outside answered.

Micel who's inside soon finds Zulfikar. Without shame or thought of Azahra's feelings, the woman embraced Zulfikar. "Zul, I miss you. Why just came?" tanya was swaying on Zulfikar's left arm.

"You're the new one coming" said Zulfikar.

Azahra kept her hand away from Zul's. Not jealous, but he had to make room for Zulfikar.

"He's your wife?" ask Micel.

Without answering Micel's question, Zul first found a seat for Azahra. "Zahra, let's sit down, baby" he called as one of his friends in the house got out of the chair.

Although ashamed, Azahra went into beskem. Sitting in a chair with Zulfikar's friends, the woman was uncomfortable.

An hour later, Zulfikar returned home. Apart from her having to work, she also knew, Azahra was not comfortable sitting among her friends.

Arriving at AQILA Hut, Azahra got off the bike. "Non't you come in?" ask Azahra.

"No, I went straight to work. I'll go first yes, Assalamualaikum"

Evening greeting, Zulfikar still stayed at work. The responsibility he bears makes him have to be more active in seeking sustenance. In addition to paying the electricity bill, he also has other responsibilities, namely meeting Azahra's needs as well as his needs. Grateful Azahra also sells online.

While in Pondok AQILA, Azahra packing a package that was delivered by courier at six.

"The spirit of Zahra .. You must help Brother Zul. Pity he does not have time to relax like other people" said Azahra just encouraging himself.

"In Antang there are three, Abdesir there are two, Pettarani there are two, in the Toll section there are two, Maros three, Power two, BTP one, Top Mode section there are two" Azahra read the list of orders that must be delivered tomorrow after school.

"As tomorrow can't go between all. The distance from one address to one address is quite far. If it's like this, I'd better find someone who wants to be a courier" Azahra murmured thinking.

"Assynnnya ... Zahra, open the door, Dek"

Azahra immediately opened the door after hearing Zulfikar's voice in front of the room door. Asking his greetings, the woman opened the door. "Wouldn't you eat first or take a shower first? Or do you want to rest?" ask Azhra.

Zulfikar. "It turns out you're more chatty than Mama. But wait" Zul turned to look at Azahra. "It's not that when we live in a rented you're not kink gini" Zul tried to remember again. Who knows if he remembers wrongly.

"ASTAGHAFIRULUS ... Zahra, I forgot to take the light of the moon on the bike. Wait here, I take it first" said Zul again forgot about the word chatter. Withdrawing a quick step, Zulfikar returned to the parking lot. Returning with something, Zulfikar smiled a smile at Azahra.

"I love watching videos on Facebook. Most women who are married, they like if her husband brings something when he comes home from work. Whether it happens to you, I don't know, I just try it" Zulfikar explained.

"And it worked" said Azahra pulling the crackle from the hands of Zulfikar.

Zulfikar drew a smile at both corners of his lips. "It turns out to be true" he murmured.

After a warm bath that Azahra had prepared, Zulfikar came out with clothes that had been attached to his body. Asking Azahra to eat, they also had a potluck dinner.

After eating and washing dirty dishes, both go to the front booth. Azahra is busy separating the packages that can be delivered tomorrow. And packages that are far away, will be delivered the next day.

"Why separated?" ask Zulfikar.

"It's going to be delivered tomorrow" Azahra held the package in a red crackle. "And this will be delivered the next day. You see, the address is far away" he added holding some neatly arranged packages on the edge of the wall.

"Tomorrow let me drive. Coincidentally, tomorrow I only have two lecture schedules but the lecturer is again abroad" explained Zulfikar.

"But whose sister wants to go with whom?" tanya Azahra sat cross-legged.

"Yourself" replied Zulfikar. The man lay down on a carpet that stretched with Azahra's thigh. "Where was that at school?" added ask.

"So?" Azahra thought, remembering the activities this morning while at school. "So Gea nanya, I want to continue where. So I answered in Germany" explained Azahra.

"Did you miss Mama and Papa?" ask Zulfikar.

"Yes, I miss them both. Anyway, what am I gonna do here? After graduation, you will divorce me. And automatically I dowager dong. Rather than me cake a fool here I'd better go with Mama and Papa in Germany. There, I will start a new life" Azahra explained.

"You shall not be the widow of Azahra. You will remain my wife. So, throw away your dreams" Zulfikar explained.