High School, But Married

Episode 6

After Azahra's death, there was a heated debate between Zulfiqar and Kulsum. Starting from the commemoration of Azahra to become a boomerang between Zulfikar and the lover. Zulfikar rebuked Kulsum about the girl's appearance. But Kulsum did not accept Zulfikar's reprimand. Until the argument made Zul angry.

Tired of arguing with Kulsum, Zul chooses to leave aimlessly. Kulsum always wins when arguing with Zul, the man blinded by love. Passing through the streets of the city, Zul sees Azahra with a woman. Zul's heart was touched to see Azahra's persistence in seeking sustenance.

"And Kulsum can be like Azahra" Zul's inner. The man's gaze was distracted at Asna who was wearing the same veil that Azahra was wearing.

"Maybe it's called Asna" murmured Zul reduced the speed of the motor he was driving.

On the bike, Azahra focuses on driving. While Asna focused on replying to messages with customers who were in Jln Pampang two. To get to that address, Azahra does not need to use geogle maps, two years more plunged in the world of online business, making him memorize the names of the streets in his city. Even the little hallway girl knew.

"Na, ask the mother out. About 50 meters away we arrive" said Azahra.

"The mother said she was in front of the house" Asna replied. And sure enough, a customer named Yonna is in front of the house.

Azahra took out the package belonging to Yonna's mother, handed it to her best friend. "The total bill is 95 thousand" Azahra said.

Asna nodded. Immediately approach the buyer. "Good morning by noon" Asna said hello.

"Morning, Deck" Mother Yonna replied with a smile. Judging from the necklace she was wearing, Yonna's mother was not a Muslim.

"Mom, here's the package. Total's 95 grand" Asna told me.

Yonna's mother picked up Asna's recommended package. And do not forget to give a piece of paper money with a nominal one hundred thousand. "Take the change, Dek"

"No need, Buk. Here I have five thousand money" Asna is not happy to accept even if only five thousand.

"No papa" said Yonna's mother.

"Thank you, Buk. Excuse me first"

Asna approached Azahra. "Za, the mother who gave 100 thousand and did not want to take change" Asna told.

Azahra attracts a smile. She often meets custamer who happens to be like Yonna's mother. Either they pity Azahra or the 5 thousand money is worthless to them. "Please say they're almsgiving" said Zahra.

Azahra and Asna continued on. From one address to another. From one complex to another. When the dzuhur adhan was heard echoing from the direction of Makassar Grand Mosque, Azahra who was temporarily driving, entered the perkiran area. After the two performed the Dzuhur prayer together, they resumed the journey.

At 3 pm, all packages are delivered on custamer. It was Asna's turn to drive home. On the way home, Azahra hugged her best friend. She wanted to share her story but she realized the burden she bore on her husband's dignity and worth.

"O Allah, strengthen me in the gracious test of this ladder" said Azahra.

When he arrived at Asna's house, Azahra entered. Tired, the woman threw herself on the family couch where Grandma Leli was watching the television broadcast.

"Sana rest in the room" said Grandma Leli.

"Here you are, Grandma. I like to hear people chattering on television, so sleep fast" Azahra said.

Grandma Leli chuckled, as well as Asna. "Zah, eat first yuk. Later just rest" Asna invites.

Elsewhere, Zul is working at Caffe Pioneer beside the STIMIK Dipanepon campus. And soon, he'll be home. Make an order, then drop it off at table 9.

"Please enjoy" said Zul.

The buyer cofee capucino, just pulled a smile followed by a nod of the head. And don't forget to thank the handsome Zul.

Zul returned to the kitchen, reached into his cell phone, the pris was intending to contact the lover. Reminds him to cook. First call, the lover's number is out of reach.

"Where the hell is this kid. Why is the number not active!!" Zul cursed in his heart.

When the time came home, Zul was ready to go home. Out of the caffe door, Zul sees Azahra alone. He was sure Azahra would return home. Immediately Zul got on his motorcycle, driving carefully as he was against the current.

Taking a shortcut, Zul meets Azahra in the entrance hall of the complex. Azahra drew a smile as Zul looked at her.

"Stop bentar" pinta Zul's. Azahra heeded, immediately the woman stopped in front of Rumah Makan Mas Eki, a seller of various foods originating from East Java.

"What's up, brother?" ask Zahra.

"Have you eaten?" ask Zul.

"Yet. Why the hell?" ask Azahra again.

"Yes, we just eat outside" said Zul turned off the engine. Azahra said, immediately the woman got off the bike. Both take place at the front.

A servant came. "What did you and Mom want to order?"

"Daddy, what do you want?" ask Zul to his wife.

"Chicken lalapan, drink iced tea" replied Azahra.

Zul looked at the servant. "Did two, Mas. The drinks are the same"

"Okay, Mas" the waiter left.

Azahra wanted to be silent, but she was ashamed. Embarrassed if others think he and Zul are fighting until there is no conversation between the two. Inevitably, Azahra was looking for a topic that was discussed right now.

"So Mama called while I was still delivering packages. Mama nanyain Sister. I replied Brother well" said Azahra.

"You didn't tell Mama about that, did you?" Zul asked seriously.

Azahra attracts a smile. "No. Why I report. There's no benefit to me"

The waiter ended the conversation. Azahra immediately ate because she had not eaten since. At Asna's house, Azahra did not eat. Not that she didn't want to, but she had to arrive home before 5 p.m.