
Glancing at the clock on his wrist, Azahra stopped his activities in the room. In fact, it was time for him to pray Ashar. Taking ablution, the woman began to pray. After praying, Azahra went to the kitchen to cook.
"Oh Allah, I forgot to buy fish" Azahra murmured while looking at the contents of the refrigerator. "Yes, later tonight eat eggs with vegetables" he muttered.
With painstaking care, Azahra took out the vegetables that wanted to be cooked, washed and cut them as they should.
In the living room, Qonita glanced at Kulsum who was relaxing on the sofa. Since this afternoon, Kulsum had only played his phone. He did not even play a role in group work. Assagaf is busy compiling material to be presented tomorrow in front of the class.
"Kul, why don't you help Zahra cook" assagaf said.
"Must be?" Kulsum asked back without looking at the interlocutor.
Assagaf speaks istighfar in the heart. While Zul is busy printing out papers, staring at Kulsum who is busy with his device.
"Yes must be, Kul. You've been given a ride, you have to eat it" Qonita replied.
"Kul, you help Zahrah" Zul said.
Kulsum grunted in annoyance. But reluctant to move from its most comfortable place. Looking at Kulsum's behavior, Qonita only shook her head. And so is Assagaf.
....
Because the task has not been done while dinner time is in sight. Azahra invited Zul, Kulsum and her husband's two friends. Qonita and Assagaf had refused but because Azahra forced, the two human beings finally agreed.
At the dinner table, Azahra joked with Zul, Assagaf and Qonita. No exception with Kulsum who does not like to talk while eating.
"I go first" Kulsum said after finishing the meal. Without lifting the plate, without even hearing the response, the woman moved from the chair to the sofa.
"Zul, how come you haven't broken him yet" said Qonita annoyed.
Zul drew a smile. "I know he's lazy, but how else, my heart has been anchored to him"
"Ck! You idiot!" Qonita was getting upset.
Assagaf was silent. Honestly, the man had liked Azahra since the meeting yesterday. If Azahra had not been married, Assagaf would have invited her to the taaruf. When he sees Zul acting as he is today, Assagaf is upset but he should not interfere in other people's domestic affairs.
After everything was eaten, Azahra helped Qonita clean the table as well as dirty dishes. Both look familiar even though they have only known each other for two days. When the work was done, Qonita rejoined the others while Azahra went into the room packing orders that would be delivered tomorrow morning.
At 10 pm, some customer orders have not been packed by Azahra. While the girl was heavily sleepy. Tired, the woman lay down on the floor fur carpet.
Outside the room, Assagaf and Qonita return home. The two of them leave the house escorted by Zul. While Kulsum is still busy with his device.
"Zul, your actions are wrong" Qonita reminded before riding on the bike.
"Yes, I know. I will think again" said Zul.
"Don't be so sorry for your cousin" Assagaf said, so Kulsum doesn't suspect anything.
"Yes, bro. Thanks ... You often remember me. But for now, I still can't leave Kulsum"
Zul took his place beside Kulsum. Honestly, he was confused too. On one hand, she loves Kulsum, on the other, she's the husband of people. Not thinking, Kulsum began to spoil.
Casually, the girl covered in Zul's thigh. Looking at the man she loved, she was happy to be close to him. Rarely can he sleep on the thigh of the lover. "Dear, thank you. You want to know me" he said.
Zul drew a smile, stroking the lover's hair slowly. "Either. Later, you and Azahra for duty. In the morning, you prepare breakfast. For dinner, let Azahra prepare it"
Kulsum pursed her lips. "But I'm lazy to get up early" he whined.
"Yes, you cook for dinner only" said Zul.
Again Kulsum pouted. "And you know for yourself, our friends like to take me out"
Zul doesn't know what else to do. There was no way he would let Azahra serve Kulsum. Zul does not know what Azahra is like. Can the woman be angry? Or she is the patient type of woman who is like the great women in Indosiar.
At 11 p.m., Kulsum entered the room as well as Zul. Zul entered the room near Azahra's room. While Kulsum in the room near the living room. Inside the room, Zul is agitated. She wanted to sleep in the next room with Azahra but .. what if Kulsum found out about it.
Grunting in annoyance, Zul got up from the bed. The man opened the door slowly, glanced left then right. Feeling safe, he immediately came out and did not forget to lock the door again. Quickly but without making a sound, he opened the door to Azahra's room which happened to be unlocked. Pulling a smile, Zul approached Azahra who was sleeping without removing her hijab.
"His work is not done yet and he is asleep" murmured Zul looking at Azahra on the carpet. Carefully, Zulfikar moved his wife in bed.
"Looks thin but heavy" said Zul, drawing a smile.
Bad hands, which used to stroke Kulsum's hair. Now, that hand was stroking Azahra's smooth face. Until the owner of the name squirms repeatedly.
"Sister, let's go to sleep" said Zahra. Zul nodded. Immediately lay down beside his wife.
...
Early morning greeting, Azahra was ready with his non-formal clothes. On the table, there is breakfast there. In the glass cabinet, there is food that the intention is for lunch later.
Filling the package you want to deliver to the customer in a big red crackle, Azahra so excited. How not, the profit received today is close to seven hundred thousand. Some were sent to Asna, some for her allowance.
"Dec, where are you going?" tanya Zul stood in the doorway.
"You delivered the package, brother. Oh yes, the breakfast menu is here. Food for lunch will be stored in the glass cabinet. Brother can ask Mbak Kul to heat if it does not want to eat cold food" explained Azahra staring at Zul at a glance.
"What if you don't have lunch at home?" ask Zul.
All the packages are already filled inside the big red crackle. Azahra looked at Zul who asked. "God willing, if my job is fast, I eat at home. But if not, I eat out with my friend, Asna" explained Zahra.
"Honey, breakfast yuk" Kulsum suddenly hugged Zul's arm.
"Astaghfirullah" Azahra said istighfar when he saw the sleeping clothes worn by Kulsum. Sexy, one word for that nightgown.
"Sir Zul, make a decision immediately before I report Mama and Papa" Azahra warned.