I'M MY MOTHER'S HONEY

Love letter

Mak's.... Umak....!

Ezra awakens, hearing the heart-wrenching voice of his wife's delirium. His wife even cried and kept calling her mother. Ezra was very surprised to see the expression on his wife's sad face. Which is now very close to his face. Even his wife was hugging him.

"God.... Wa.. Halwa.....!" the man shook his wife's body slowly and gently to wake up from her nightmare. I also did not get a response from my wife. Ezra moved Zahra's arms around him. Keep trying to wake the wife, to get out of the nightmare.

Umak..... Mak .... mak....!

Zahra seemed so frightened in her dream. She even cried with sadness.

"It's....!" Ezra was so worried about his wife. Forced to shake his wife's body. Zahra also woke up. The two stared in confusion.

"Iihhhh.... " Ezra, who was so worried about his wife, quickly embraced her. Of course Ezra's behavior makes Zahra panic. She didn't want to get close to her perverted husband. And now even play hug everything.

"Take off...!" Zahra was in a strong fight. Ezra's embrace finally came off. The woman immediately turned her face away. Zahra had not calmed down, her dream was very bad.

"Cheeled consciously angry. But, while sleeping, I snuggled tightly "

Haaaah....

Zahra again twisted her neck in a careless manner, looking at her husband in disbelief. Cook him while he sleeps.

"Father, don't make it up, I can't hurt you!" ketus Zahra, holding his chest still rumbling because of the nightmare. Plus Ezra's statement that surprised him.

"Don't call me father, I'm not your father. When did I marry your mother, haaaahh?" The two looked at each other sharply. Sometimes his wife needs to be warned, to know the limits. "And never again, I hear you calling me old man. Hate it, be upset. But, there was no need to put out words that made people upset to hear them." Ezra sighed, after speaking firmly of the wife's pepper, he felt sorry to see his now pathetic wife. The expression on the wife's face really looked sad.

"What dream? why did you cry ?" Ezra tidied up Zahra's hair covering part of her face. But quickly Zahra brushed off that hand.

"You don't need to know where you might want to help me!" Zahra is really temperament. His way of speaking has also been me and you. His wife's attitude cannot be allowed.

"I am your husband. A place for you to pour out your heart. It's broad shoulders, ready as a backrest. I will listen to all the uneg-unegs in your heart. We're looking for a solution." Ezra smiled faintly at Zahra. Trying to melt the mood

"The solution divorced me! give me a place to stay and a little capital to open a business with grandma. You and your son Rara have ruined my life. Ok, ok I admit, I wanted revenge on you, old man, and your crazy son. That's why I want to marry my father. But it turns out that the decision I made was wrong. I have no criminal soul, I can't take revenge and this heartache on your family, because I don't want to dirty my heart. And I don't want to be a mistress sir!" she was squeezing with a wet flat in front of her husband. Of course his wife's words made Ezra stunned. As soon as his wife was destroyed, the result of Rara's actions.

"For now, I can't let you go Wa. I'll help you, I know you're a smart and nice boy. You must have high ambitions. I'll help you be a successful person. Which will make your mother proud of you." The words that came out of the husband's mouth sounded so sincere. Zahra was silent to hear it. His heart was a little touched. His eyes glanced sharply, the hand of Esra holding both of his shoulders. Ezra quickly moved his hand away from his wife's shoulder.

Ezra can't let Zahra go. I don't know why he wanted to protect his wife. He was sure he could make his little wife happy. Releasing Zahra, for now is not the right solution.

"SELFIE....!" Zahra got out of bed in frustration.

"Is he depressed?" Ezra monologues while thinking hard. "There are women like him. The girls are scrambling to be my next door. Even the 20th wife is willing."

Huutttff.....

Ezra again laid his body on the soft bed. Watch the clock perched on the wall of his room. It turned out to be 04. 45 Wibb. Shahuhu's time has come.

Ezra again took a long breath repeatedly. He must be calm and must not be provoked by the attitude of his wife whose work is angry constantly. It seems like giving his wife space and time to think is the right solution.

Ezra finally chose to leave the room. He'll just take a shower in the study.

Zahra is in the bathroom. Sitting in the corner of the room. He remembered his terrible dream. In the dream, the mother had an accident. And he ran over to the mother covered in blood.

Calling - calling the mother, to wake the mother who was lying in the middle of the road. While the people at the scene were also seen, lifting up the body of a man, which Zahra seemed to know the man whose face was covered in blood. In that dream. The man was said to be his mother's husband.

"Have you married, and you don't care about me and Grandma anymore? in the dream, it seems like mom is already a rich man. Has she forgotten me?" Zahra cried, remembering the nightmare. And imagine the possibility of his conjecture.

If only her mother had married a rich man. And her mother had forgotten about it. That feels really painful.

Satisfied crying in the bathroom. Spilling all the tightness in the chest the woman finally cleansed herself, ablution. Because he will perform the prayer. It didn't take long, just 10 minutes. Zahra has finished her shower. Get out of that bathroom, feeling unsettled. I don't know why it feels uncomfortable to be in a room with Ezra. Besides he felt guilty towards the man, because of his arrogant attitude. She still hated her husband. That's why it's so hard to be sweet. Because Zahra is the kind of woman who can't be sweet on the lips. He's still innocent and not good at theatrics.

"Where is the old man? he said confused, paying attention to every corner of the room, looking for the figure of a handsome man who likes unwanted.

"What's this?" Zahra grabbed a piece of paper lying on top of a pile of faces and school clothes.

"I'm sorry your husband, if my presence in your life makes you suffer. Allow me to make amends for all the mistakes Rara made on you. Reply to this letter, write down your wishes, today. And I will fulfill it. Don't ever ask me to divorce you. 😍🙂😘"

Zahra shook her head. He was surprised that the attitude of the old man, who was like a high school boy who liked to send letters while studying took place.

A faint smile was finally created on Zahra's face. Finally he felt funny with the contents of the letter and emoticons at the end of the letter without the envelope.

"Why is it funny?" Zahra put her letter Ezra on the dresser. He better pray first, and get ready to go to school. He would make another calculation with the student who bullied him. If the school cannot do justice.

TB

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