High School, But Married

Episode 48's

A few years later

America, Los Angeles

The smile of the sumringah was sculpted clearly on the handsome face of a man whose presence was later on by those who loved him. He's Zulfikar. Wearing a toga, the man drew a wide smile as he took the picture. Yes, Zulfikar graduated his S2 today. Not just Zulfikar, Kulsum too.

"Papa .." call the little girl who's about six years old.

Zulfikar drew a smile opening wide both of his hands. The little girl who called him Papa ran over to him.

"Congratulations, Papa finally graduated as well" said the little girl. Name's Garetta. His sweet smile made Zulfikar gemes.

"Zul, congratulations. Finally, you can go back to Indonesia. I'm sure Azahra will miss you" said Hadi, Garetta's father.

"Yes, Azahra must miss you" Kulsum chimed in.

Kulsum, yes the woman is Kulsum. Kulzum and his family live in America. About Garetta's call to Zulfikar, that call was just an affectionate call to Zul from Garetta.

Why Zul could meet Kulsum was also quite a long story. To be sure, Zulfikar did not intend to ignore his wife nor did he intend to disappear forever. To make amends, Zul will return to Indonesia in the coming week.

The appointed time arrived, Zulfikar got into the car driven by Hadi. On the way to the airport, Zul pulled out his cracked phone during an incident in the past, where the incident took two victims. He also nearly lost his life.

"I salute you, with your condition that is not possible, you still complete your study" said Hadi admitted how unyielding a Zulfikar. He who is almost a year more dependent on wheelchairs, did not give up his goal of coming in America.

"So, thank you. This success is not only my effort, but also thanks to your efforts in trusting Kulsum. All this time, you let Kulsum help me. Thanks again. You are also Kulsum, thank you very much" said Zulfikar seriously.

The car that Hadi was driving had entered within the airport area. Then stop at the parking lot. Hadi and Kulsum also get Zulfikar out of the car. Not forgetting to pick up his suitcase, Zul goes into the airport.

"Bro, be careful. Give our greetings to your family" Hadi hugged and patted softly on the shoulder of the man he called Bro. Both of them broke each other's arms.

"Hey! Are you not ashamed, weeping over the husbands of people" said Hadi, who was responded to by laughter by Zulfikar. Kulsum swung her lips forward before hugging her husband.

"Kul, Hadi, I'll go first. Take care of Garetta for me" said Zul, who was nodding his head by Hadi. Kulsum hugged her husband.

After Zulfikar died, Hadi laughed at his wife. "Oh my goodness, honey. Don't look at it too" ledek Hadi.

Kulsum grunted in annoyance. "Any thing, people I just feel sad" Kulsum said.

Kulsum's love for Zulfikar was indeed insincere, hence it was not difficult for him to forget the man. Hadi, meanwhile, often made fun of Kulsum when Zulfikar stayed with them. Honestly, Hadi was jealous but he was sure, Kulsum would not repeat his mistake. And Zul, he will not betray Azahra, the woman that Zul was able to walk back to.

Indonesia, Makassar

Zulfikar pulled his suitcase out of the airport. At night, he asked where the man was going. To Maros, BTP, or to Stores? I don't know, he's confused too. Want to contact one of them. But, he also wanted to surprise them.

Almost thirty minutes, the Airport Taxi pulled over in front of the Sustenance Shop. Zulfikar stared at the old shop which is now growing. Even Azahra rented two shophouses that were made into one so that the Rezeki Shop became spacious.

"Mas, is the address wrong?" ask the driver who was waiting for Zul to pay the bill before he got off.

"Ah? The address is correct" replied Zul immediately took the money out of his pants pocket. Then down.

Inside the Shop, Azahra was breastfeeding her daughter. His fingers were continuously moved stroking the princess's cubby cheeks. Zahira Fatimah, that's their daughter's name.

Azahra's phone rang, soon the woman grabbed it. On the phone screen, the name Zulfikar is clearly displayed there.

"Sir Zul" Azahra's eyes glazed over. She hoped that the one who contacted her was indeed Zulfikar, her husband. It is not someone else who happens to find a cell phone on the street and then contact the family of the cell phone owner.

"Mrs ... Mama ..." Call Baby Z.

"Yes, dear" Azahra answered her daughter's call.

"Mr ... Papa ..." Baby Z called his Papa back.

Azahra immediately pressed the green icon, then pressed the speaker. Azahra was silent, waiting for someone she was waiting for to say hello or call her name. For a long time, both of them did not speak.

"Assalamualaikum" Zul said hello.

Degh!! Azahra's cry broke out after hearing it. "Waalaikumsalam" replied Azahra.

Outside, the netra of Zulfikar's eyes was dewy shortly after hearing his wife's voice. "Where are you?"

"I'm at the Shop. Honey, I miss. You where? Can I catch up with you?"

"I'm outside" Zul replied.

"Papa Papa ..." Baby Z is back.

Degh!! Zul immediately approached the shop door. "Honey, please open the door, I'm in front of the store" Zul said.

Before long, Azahra opened the door. Her tears broke to see Zul in front of her. To confirm the reality, Azahra reached out to touch her husband's face.

"Mr ..." Baby Z is not far from Azahra.

Zul looked at Baby Z, then at Azahra. "Have you married again?" ask Zul.