
Since becoming a lecturer, Zulfikar has changed a lot. As this morning, after the dawn prayer, Zulfikar was drying the clothes his wife had washed. Not only that, he also tidied up Zahira's toys and cleaned the house.
"Hopefully this is a good start" Azahra hoped.
Long before he married, he dreamed of a husband who could guide him to be better. Husbands who want to help each other both in finances and homework. In addition, he was determined to build a house before he married. Wh why? Because he doesn't want to live with his parents or his parents. The first reason, he did not want his household problems to be known to the family. Second, he was embarrassed to wake up late. Third, the third reason as Zulfikar is currently working on. Helping take care of children also clean the house.
Unfortunately, before he built the house, he was married to Zulfikar. The man who made Azahra hate Papa Giman. And now, Papa Giman's choice was to act like Azahra's dream man long ago.
"Mrs ... Pops ..." Zahira. Zul who while sipping coffee he made himself, the man approached his daughter in the room.
"Papa's son is awake. How, how well don't you sleep?" Zahira nodded as she rubbed her eyes.
"Papa .." call him in a raucous voice. Both of his hands were wide open asking to be carried. Soon Zulfikar carried his daughter. Since he teaches at 9:40 AM, then Zul has time to pamper his daughter.
At 08:21 AM, Zulfikar drove his son and wife in the Providence Shop and he continued to the Campus. Upon arrival at the Campus, she was stopped by a beautiful student who was none other than the prima donna of the Faculty of Sospol, a final-level student who asked for Zul's help. Where Zul is asked to check the thesis that the woman made before she went to the consul in her Instructor. Zulfikar, who was kind and not arrogant, said that he had a teaching hour, after teaching he could meet him in the Lecturer's room.
"What you're doing in chapter one is good. The introduction was like this, concise and solid. The semicolon is also in place. I'm sure your reflection won't be much"
"What about Chapter two, sir?" tanya Siti, the prima donna of the Faculty. Siti often steals the view. Hopes are high if the teacher is interested in him. It is not why he became a second wife, became a mistress even he wanted to origin denied.
Zul opens Chapter two. He began to read while paying attention to his comma point. It was not felt, he had spent an hour with Siti.
"For Chapter two you add ingredients but from literature other than what you have entered" said Zul. Zul glanced at the clock on his wrist. "I have to teach now. If you want a consul now please find your supervisor. If you want to add literature, you can also" he added.
"Sir, can I go to my father's house?" ask Siti after thinking long.
"Have your thesis been?" Zul asked back.
"Yes, sir" he said. The real answer is not that.
"Later on campus. Tomorrow after Dzuhur" said Zul then went to teach.
At 3 pm, Zul prepared to go home after bringing the material in class B which is none other than the New Student class. Before picking up his wife and son, Zul rode his motorcycle to BTN Hamzi to buy fried breadfruit. Breadfruit was purchased as many as five thousand, five blue moles and know the contents of five thousand.
Amidst his spirit waiting, Zul accidentally sees Haikal on a motorcycle with a woman, and it is not Asna.
"Is Haikal a driver now? But ... Why did the woman hug Haikal? That must not be Haikal" Zulfikar murmured.
Zul took his groceries. And started riding his motorcycle towards the Shop. On the way, the man was still picking up what he had seen. That hope is not Haikal. But what if it's Haikal? Asna will be hurt. Think Zul. Zul pulled his bike over in front of the store, immediately the man went inside and did not forget to say hello.
"Mr ... Papa ... that ..?" Zahira to crackle filled fried earlier.
"It's a scarecrow, honey. Later Papa bribe yes, but wait for Papa to take the dishes Papa wash your hands first" explained Zul to the princess who now sparkles happily.
"Darling, is there a breadfruit?" tanya Azahra walked over. The woman kissed her husband's hand.
"There" said Zul pulling a smile.
"Let me take the plate, you wash your hands" Azahra took the crackle from her husband's hand.
Zul still remembered about Haikal, the man hesitated to tell Azahra. But, he also wanted to ascertain what he had just seen. If it is Haikal, then they must act. Especially Assagaf, he had to advise his sister.
"Can, even I can call Zul directly" Azahra said.
"Yes, it's up to you. But you ask me, where is Haikal now?"
Azahra frowned. "Darling, is there something you're hiding from me?" tanyanya while feeding Zahira.
"Later to tell me, but wait for Zahira to eat first" said Zul.
After enjoying the fritters, Zahira returned to play. Now it was Azahra's turn to explain. "Honey, quick story" he urged.
Zulfikar let out a long sigh, exhaling it slowly. Then he started telling stories. Hearing her husband's story, Azahra was also angry. As Azahra knew, Haikal loved Asna, so why was he cheating on me?
"Can he cheat?" azahra muttered in disbelief
"Love can come with time and love can also go away with time. Only certain people are able to maintain their eyes and maintain the feelings of their partner. And I hope that one of those people is us" Zul said.
"Aamiin" said Azahra.
Elsewhere, Irwan, who is also on the road after campus, also saw Haikal with the woman Zulfikar saw. The man held back the anger, not because he was jealous, but he could not accept Asna being betrayed.
Irwan drove his bike after Haikal. "Sniff!" Irwan.
The woman who temporarily hugged Haikal tightly, immediately distanced her two twin mountains from Haikal's body. "Darling, who is he?" ask the woman.
"Friend of me" Haikal replied. Haikal pulled his bike over in front of UMI Campus. He was sure, Irwan would beat him up.
Bugh!!
Bugh!!
Bugh!!
"How dare you betray our best friend!!" peekik Irwan does not care about people seeing them. "She's your wife!" he added a strong grip on the neck of the best friend's shirt.
"Deliver! Are you crazy!" dea, yes, the woman is called Dea.
"Yes, I'm crazy! And you" Irwan stared intently at Dea. "Did you know he was married?" tanyanya.
"I know why?!" Dea challenging.
Irwan's blood boiled. I want him to throw a Haikal affair on Pluto. Angry, Irwan took off the grip of his hand violently.
"Why don't you answer?!" peek Irwan at Haikal.
Haikal just kept quiet without retaliating. The man wiped a bit of blood that came out from the corner of his lips.
"Our business is not finished yet, I will give you a rider. Just wait for you, Haikal!" Irwan got on the bike, started the engine and left.