
Upon arrival at the Shop, Zulfikar recounts the events that occurred at the Campus in Azahra as well as Mama Aira. Yes, Mama Aira. That woman has been in the store since. And Mama Aira also asked Azahra to contact Zul, asking him to go home immediately if there are no more teaching hours. In addition, Mama Aira saw what Zul did while in his room, of course through Azahra's phone. Yes, in Zul's room there's a television circuit closet. Azahra could see her husband while he was in his room.
"It could've trapped my son!" Mama Aira clenched her hands.
"Let them take the legal route, we have strong evidence" said Azahra, who was also angry.
The name Zulfikar became famous through a case that he did not do at all. Even though many people were berating in the comment column, the Zulfikar family was not the least bit afraid. They have real evidence. Not proof of cans.
Zulfikar and his wife and son were playing in the second-floor living room. While playing, Azahra's phone rang, soon the owner of the phone grabbed his device located on the sofa.
"New number?" muttered Azahra hesitated to answer.
"You try to lift up darling, who knows Asna" said Zul. Azahra immediately pressed the green icon and then pressed the speaker. I heard someone across the phone saying hello. Azahra answered his greeting.
"Where areyou? How are you doing now?" tanya Azahra sobbed.
"Beb, kok nangis sih ... Quickly remove your tears, I'm fine here. I'm at home. Wh why? I'm kangen?"
Azahra was still sobbing. "Yes, I miss you. You where?" his tanned tears.
"I'm at home. This again accompanies Taufik to sleep"
Elsewhere, Haikal has just returned from looking for Asna and her son. He went to the stall that Asna managed but did not find Asna there. Even Haikal contacted Asna's parents but there was no response.
Before opening the door, Haikal's cell phone rang, in fact Dea contacted him. Haikal answered the call from his girlfriend. Not even giving a greeting, the woman who contacted him immediately said rudely. Even talking about the stupid Haikal and all sorts of things.
"Try to understand me, Dea. My son and wife are gone, I don't know where they are. Please, don't make me stress more. You can ride the motorcycle first, it's only 8 p.m"
"Stupid time! I want you to pick me up. The point!
"Can you tell me I don't?" Haikal is patient. "I still want to find my wife and child" he added.
"Ngapain must be sought after anyway?! Nice dong they're gone. I don't have to bother taking care of your son from that stupid woman"
"You talk, Dea! Once again you call Asna stupid I broke you" Haikal threatened.
"Who's afraid? Let's break up! Remember that! From this moment on we both have nothing to do!!"
The woman across the phone disconnects the call. Haikal could only stare at the screen of his phone. He just realized, Dea is not as sincere as Asna. Haikal remembers one place, Grandma's house. Soon the man rushed to Grandma Asna's house. Just a few dozen minutes, Haikal arrived at Grandma Asna's house. In front of the house looks dark, the living room is also dark. Even in the kitchen it was dark.
"Where are you, honey? I miss you both" Haikal muttered looking up at the sky displaying the stars.
Inside the room, Asna peeked through the window. He deliberately turned off the lights, fearing that Haikal would come to take Taufik away from him. Asna's eyes began to dew, there was a longing that she had pined for. Between longing and disappointment, disappointment is more dominant. At first she blames herself for failing to make her husband comfortable. But after thinking about it, he shouldn't blame himself.
"I'm sorry, maybe separation is the best way for us" Asna said.
"Honey, wherever you are, I hope you're okay" Haikal said.
Asna in the room still did not sleep. The woman was awake during Haikal outside the house. He hoped Taufik would not cry.
Elsewhere, Zulfikar replied to a message in the Lecturer's group. The contents of the message in the group urged her to marry Siti. But Zul tries to control his emotions. He had contacted Kaprodi personally without having to be included in the group but Ibu Kaprodi did not respond to a message from Zul, instead the old woman was quoing in the group.
"Darling, isn't the problem solved yet?" Azahra asked. She slept on her husband's thigh pillow in bed.
"Not Dear. Nonik's mother still kekeh asked me to marry her daughter" said Zul.
Azahra. The woman pulled herself up to a sitting position. "Here let me respond" Azahra took the phone from her husband's hand.
"Darling .. help me .." whining Zul hugged his wife. Azahra laughs. His fingers started typing something.
"I'm Azahra, Mr. Zul's wife. I have evidence of Mother's daughter's disrespectful actions. If you want to see, I can send you the proof now. Hows it? Do you want me to send you to this group?"
Azahra's message was only read by a fellow lecturer, no sign of someone typing. Before long, Nonic Mother's Name was seen typing.
"Tomorrow at 10 am I wait for you and your husband in my room"
"Good, Buk. Bring Mom's daughter too, I want to teach her a lesson"
After sending his last message, Azahra turned off the data. Then she took her husband to bed.
Azahra and Zul have been in the front campus of Kaprodi's room door. The couple arrived an hour earlier than the meeting. There were some Lecturers who also came early, they looked at Azahra who was not the least bit smiling. Azahra deliberately put on a judes expression so that no one approached.
Samar is heard they talk about Azahra's attitude which is said to be disrespectful. Azahra did not care. In the group they put their hands on Zul, and in an hour, Azahra would silence their mouths.
"Honey, it's kaprodi and his son" whispered Zul staring at two women who had just got out of the car.
"Oh, so that's the cheap woman who trapped you" muttered Azahra not one bit admiring the beauty of the Primadona Campus.
Azahra dipersilahkan masuk begitu juga dengan Zulfikar. Kedatangan Zulfikar dan istrinya membuat Fakultas heboh. Banyak mahasiswa juga mahasiswi yang memasang telinga di luar.
"Now I ask you to admit your mistake" Azahra told Siti.
Siti looked down, as if she was still traumatized. Seeing the attitude of the siti who is increasingly deep in his role, Azahra can no longer bear to hit the son of Ms. Nonik.
"Cubine you chance one more time, please admit what you did" Azahra said.
"Stop Azahra's mother!" Mother Nonik hit the table. "You've gone too far!!" yells.
Azahra started to get emotional. The woman pulled out her phone and played a video in which Zul checked Siti's thesis until she rudely sighed when Zul received the call.