High School, But Married

Episode 45's

On campus, Azahra has a new friend, her name is Dina Aprilia G. G is from South Kalimantan. In South Sulawesi, the beautiful woman lives in Pioneer KM 9, precisely Pondok MB 2, a luxury lodging that costs 1 million bills per month. After receiving the material in the first hour, Azahra invites G to the Shop and will introduce him to Asna.

"This is your shop?" tanya G stared at the two-story shophouse with a size that is quite wide.

"Yes. Come on in, Din. There is my best friend inside" said Azahra who was immediately asserted by G.

Azahra and G said hello before entering. Asna who while watching the television broadcast, spontaneously turned to the source of the voice while answering greetings.

"Beb, know this is my new friend on Campus" Azahra told Asna.

Asna reviewed the smile, then reached out to G. "Asna Ariana, you can call me Asna"

G welcomes Asna's hand. "Dina Aprilia G, you can call me Diana or G"

Just a few minutes into meeting, Asna and G begin to look familiar. The three women watched a television broadcast together. In the midst of the seriousness of Azahra, the woman's phone rang. And yet another call from Mama Aira. Azahra immediately pressed the green icon and placed the cheek object on her ear.

"Honey, try opening your Instagram account. Zul DM Mama keeps this, she wants you. Said you didn't take DM back from him"

Azahra just remembered, this morning when he was hit by jealous fire, with annoyance he deleted his Instagram application. "Aalhamdulilah ... Thanks for the info, Mah. Love you"

Mama Aira breathed a sigh of relief. The woman was upset, upset at the terror of the son. How not, Zul ceaselessly sent a message to the Mama.

Back in the Store, Azahra immediately downloaded the Instagram app. Hearing the story from Mama Aira, Azahra was very happy. In fact, Zul did not forget about it. Once downloaded, Azahra starts logging into his account. A sweet smile on that perfectly sculpted beautiful face.

"O Allah, it turns out that Brother Zul DM me since last night" muttered Azahra softly.

Reading her husband's hand, Azahra was made to smile by him. Seriously, Zulfikar was worried about him. That sweet smile invited the curiosity of Asna and also G.

"Your husband?" tanya G looked at Azahra.

Azahra. His expression this time was no longer like last night as well this morning. Now, he seems so happy.

"Your son, in contact with the husband. He was me, my husband was in Paris for a month, but he never called me. In fact, he uploaded a photo of his message with another woman, she said it was his cousin's sister. Honestly, I'm jealous and want to be angry. But I'm self-aware, she doesn't love me, she loves her cousin" G told her little story.

"As, you should be grateful. Even a lot of gratitude. You marry the man who loves you, who makes you queen in the league of the household you build" he added.

"G, you're patient. I pray, may your husband soon realize his mistake" said Asna stroked G's shoulder gently.

"Yes, G. My husband also used to have a lover, thanks to my patience, God kept him away from his lover and brought him closer to me. Allah is heart-pushing, G" said Azahra.

G nodded in understanding. But her eyes began to glaze over. Recalling that she found her husband making love with her affair, G's heart was sliced, sick but not bleeding.

Days change nights, nights change weeks, even months. Now, the time has shown at 8 p.m. In the room, precisely on the second floor of the Shop, Azahra stared at the calendar she now held.

"Now it's 4 months, and last I had my 2nd month. O Allah, may I be pregnant" murmured Azahra.

Azahra put down the calendar and opened the Instagram application. She wanted to send a message to her husband, but she was embarrassed. Yes, shame. Although Zul is her husband, Azahra still felt ashamed when she had to start sending messages. Besides being embarrassed, she was also afraid of interrupting her husband's time.

Trying to close his eyes but those beautiful eyes were reluctant to be friendly. Upset, bored, Azahra opens Facebook app. Of the many uploads, there was one upload that captured the attention of Azahra. In the post, Zulfikar was seen with a woman and two men in a fancy restaurant.

"Together with SMP friends" muttered Azahra read the caption in the upload Zulfikar.

"Yes Allah Zahra ... Remember the word Papa, do not think negatively" said Azahra a little upset.

"But wait, what if I'm pregnant? Is Brother Zul coming home?" he asked himself.

Love, makes Azahra try to dismiss all her ugly thoughts. However, longing made him want to cry as hard as he could. Crying over the man who made her anchor her love.

Time keeps rolling. Azahra glanced at the clock on her phone, not felt, it was 12 p.m. A few hours wait, but Zul never sends a message. Azahra started the conversation. Hope Zul returns it. Accompany him with a message until Azahra fell asleep. Starting from greetings, to questions. Back to waiting but again Zul has not responded, it may be on his Instagram word active.

"Maybe Brother Zul on Campus" Azahra convinced herself.

Drowsiness, Azahra chose sleep. Early in the morning, Azahra prepared for the campus after Asna arrived at the Shop. After getting ready, Azahra rushed to the campus. In front of the Shop, he meets G who happens to be going to campus. The two went together.

In the Shop, there was Asna. The young Mama candidate often stroked her stomach that was no longer flat. A small ruckus sounded out from his mouth, as the fetus he was carrying incessantly moved inside. Asna had thought about her fetus, the article, the fetus that she was carrying was so active.

Drtc ... Drtc ... Drtc ...

Asna's phone rings. The owner of the mobile phone immediately answered a call that was none other than her husband, Haikal.

"Assalamualaikum, dear" Haikal said across the phone.

"Waalaikumsalam" replied Asna.

"What do you want to eat? I'll order it" asked Haikal.

Asna drew a smile. "No need, honey. I have eaten here, Zahra cooked my favorite soup and vegetables, soy sauce mix chickpeas" explained Asna.

"Yes, if you want to eat something later, you call me. I happen to have a promo. Hehehehehe" said Haikal chuckling at the end of his sentence.

Elsewhere, Azahra was pulled over his bike in front of the 24-hour Pharmacy. Then rush into buying the testpek. Then he went back to the store. Upon arrival at the Shop, she found Asna was serving customers who bought hijab in large quantities.

"Let me help you" Azahra said, putting her bag on the table.

"No need, Baby. This is my job. Mending you rest, I know you're tired" Asna said pulling a smile at both corners of her lips.

Azahra. Immediately he pulled a step into the room. Upon arrival in the room, Azahra issued a test that she bought, then went to the bathroom. Not long after, Azahra came out.

"Oh Allah, may I positively become pregnant" Azahra prayed.

"Beb, please look at the results for me" Azahra handed the test to the friend.