I'M MY MOTHER'S HONEY

We need to talk

"Bimo, today's events should not be known to my wife, and should not be exposed to the media." Ezra said, massaging his temple with his frustration. The man's head was currently very dizzy, it felt like it was about to break. He had to take responsibility, the problem made by the princess. Because of the princess, he had to deal with a girl named Zahra. Where one company floated again.

"Yes the boss." Bimo sitting on the sofa was still busy with many files in front of him.

"Boss, is this Non Zahra dowry really Boss?" Bimo shook his head in wonder. The mines of mas raib have been into the hands of the concubine.

Yes indeed everywhere the mistress, always get more material than the legitimate wife.

"Yes." Yeah." Ezra answered, rising from his seat, walking to his bedroom which was separated only by a wall with his study.

Bimo finally fell silent, the Boss's short answer, indicating that the Boss was actually very heavy to remove the gold mine.

***

The wind at dawn has a secret to tell you. Don't go back to sleep.

Before dawn, Zahra awoke from her sleep. The girl always wakes up on time, even though she sleeps only three hours tonight.

Zahra could not sleep in the new room. Plus she thought of the grandmother's words, which advised her about her attitude toward her husband. Actually Zahra felt heavy-hearted to be rude like that. But he did it intentionally. She wanted to assess the character of her husband. Her husband was a good and patient character. He was confused by his intention to take revenge.

Should evil be repaid by evil?

Zahra became dizzy herself thinking about that ill-intentioned intention. Because it is contrary to his personality.

"Come on, baby, take a shower. We pray in mushollah." The grandmother was seen unpacking their suitcase. The grandmother was taking her face from the suitcase.

Yes, Zahra and Grandma Ifah have the habit of praying in the mosque while in the village. Moreover, the mosque was very close to their home.

"Yes Nek." Reply Zahra lazily while yawning. Get out of bed still with a messed up mind. Zahra felt her head slightly dizzy, as she had only been asleep for three hours, and she was currently still very sleepy.

Finish bathing and getting dressed. There was the sound of a loud and sweet Adhan. Anyone who hears the call of prayer will immediately rush to fulfill it.

"O Allah, how sweet is the voice of his adage." Said the grandmother, now they were walking towards the mushollah who was in the yard of Ezra's house.

"Yes Grandma, sweet." Answer Zahra. He still felt a little confused being in this magnificent mansion. The home is very large.

Arriving at Mushollah, it turns out that many people will pray in Mushollah. And just as they were about to perfect the sap, all eyes looked at them with a friendly smile.

The prayer is finished solemnly and closed by the prayer, which the priest brings.

"If Mr. Ezra comes to this house, it feels so happy huh?" said a woman next to Zahra. The woman was talking to a friend next to her. And Zahra, who was told to Ezra, finally eavesdropped.

"Yes very right. Where Mr. Ezra is very good, we are always given a tip." said the woman, while cleaning up to get away from the musholla.

"Yes, let's go fast. The butler said, there is a new member of the Ezra master family who will stay in this house."

Zahra finally looked at the grandmother who was still reading the Qur'an. Yes it is the habit of Nek Ifah, after finishing praying, will take the time to read the Qur'an.

Seeing my grandmother could not be disturbed. Zahra finally came out of the musholla, still wearing a mukena. And as he walked leisurely in the courtyard of the mushollah. The barithon's voice surprised him.

Zahra turned to the origin of the voice, holding her chest that was still rumbling in surprise.

"We need to talk, follow me." Ezra said seriously looking at Zahra who was still surprised.

TB