LOVE OF ORDINARY MEN

The Words of Mamah Ros

That morning, Alzam drove Olivia back to her house. He also asked for his wife's college schedule, so that Alzam knew the girl's daily agenda.

From there, Alzam knew that today Olivia had three courses until three in the afternoon.

He asked his wife to go to the school and attend the lecture. At first, Olivia did not want to because she remembered the words of Alzam, who said she would go to the tavern and meet with Nurul.

However, after being persuaded several times, Olivia finally wants to go to college, on the condition that Alzam must take her every day.

The young man didn't mind, it was just that the only vehicle he could use was his matic motor and it would definitely make him a hassle. Alzam could not drive a car at all, because he had never owned a four-wheeled vehicle.

However, Oliv's stubborn and reckless nature, makes him indifferent to the hassles of the husband, and still asks Alzam to qualify he proposed or Olivia will stop coming to his campus.

Finally, Alzam agreed to these conditions, for the future of his wife. That morning, Alzam will start taking Olivia to campus. At this time, the young man was waiting for his wife to change clothes.

The young man sat in the living room, playing with his cell phone. Not long after, Olivia came down with already wearing the clothes she used to wear to campus.

A miniskirt made of jeans and a tanktop press body, wrapped in a jeans jacket that became out fit Olivia this morning.

Alzam who saw the appearance of his wife like that, beristighfar many times and massaged his forehead.

She felt uneasy seeing Olivia in such clothes.

Because the husband kept silent and turned his eyes away from her, Olivia who was still under the stairs approached Alzam and stood right in front of the young man.

“Why the hell? Why are his eyes closed?” ask Olivia.

Alzam grabbed a sitting pillow and pushed right into the wife's stomach, so that the bottom of Olivia so open a little blocked.

“What is every to your campus always like this?” ask Alzam.

“Iya, why?” ask Olivia back.

“Liv, you still can't believe I'm your husband?” ask Alzam again.

“Ya is still. Why anyway? To the point,” asked Olivia confused.

“Can I change the same more polite no? Like if you come with me to the store or to the mother's house,” cried Alzam.

“Hah?! Which really is? There is ntar I was supervised with my friends dong. Not ah. that I have another cupu,” reject Olivia

“So you said I'm still your husband, right? Why don't you listen to me now? Liv, you're a married woman. Haram for you to spread the aura and show it to other men out there. If I wanted to, I'd have you wear a hijab too. But I understand, there is still a lot you need to prepare for it. So, I'm just asking now, fix your clothes, Liv,”.

Olivia seemed annoyed, because the young man had dared to comment on her appearance. He doesn't seem to like it when Alzam asks him to change his appearance.

“Ck. Ribet is too? I also went to campus doang. After all, does not the guy like it if the girl looks beautiful and sexy in front of others? So no shame, right?” answer Olivia.

“What kind of mind is b*doh, Liv? Which man wants to share his wife with another man? Only bejad men can talk like that,” argued Alzam.

Instantly, Olivia's memory goes back several years. The period in which he was treated was not good just because of his calm and closed appearance.

A flash of that shadow made his heart ache again, and his heart beat fast. Her eyes turned red and her lips trembled, with her hands clenching strongly.

Seeing the change in his wife's expression, Alzam got up from his seat, and grabbed Olivia's shoulder. He tried to look inside the girl's black bead.

Olivia stared back at Alzam. Puddles had accumulated in the eye pellets, and it instantly escaped downwards with a single blink of an eye.

“Iya, I'm changing. Really onion!” sahut Olivia ketus.

The girl then turned around and went back upstairs. It was seen he wiped the melt on his cheek as he continued to step towards the room.

Just then, Mamah Ros suddenly appeared out of nowhere. He approached Alzam with both arms folded in front of his chest. His gaze was sharp and showed his dislike of the son-in-law.

“Dare you care about my son? Just two days you were her husband, already this comment is about the same Oliv. You know, since childhood, me and my father Oliv never wanted anything. In fact, at least I agree to accept you as a daughter-in-law, I still sell it for Oliv. I do not accept that Oliv's life becomes constrained because of having a dictator husband like you yes,” said Mamah Ros with great emphasis.

“Mah, I just told Oliv how to look good, according to his nature as a Muslimah. That's it,” says Alzam.

“No need to bring religion. I think you are the most real person. If it wasn't for Oliv sleeping with you, we wouldn't have agreed to this marriage either. No need to act your holy pretender here,” said Mamah Ros.

Alzam shut up for a moment. Her father-in-law's words were like a slap that hit her dead. He could not deny that his marriage to Olivia was a mistake, which he still considered to be the truth.

“Inget yes, there are still many men who want to be the same Oliv, even though she is already a widow. So, do not consider you the greatest because you have successfully married him, because your position at any time can be replaced by another man. Remember it well,” concluded Mamah Ros.

The woman went out from before Alzam, and left the young man still bowed, hearing all the words of the in-laws.

Alzam repeatedly tried to calm the anger in his heart after listening to the babbling of his mother-in-law, who had never liked him in the first place.

Give your servant strength in the face of every trial of life, O God. Allow the servant to be a good husband and priest to a small family of servants, lamenting nature in heart.

When Alzam was still feeling chaotic after hearing the words of Mamah Ros earlier, Olivia had finished changing clothes and came down to the husband.

Alzam, who was aware of Olivia's presence, turned his head and saw the appearance of the wife who was much better than before.

Olivia still chooses to wear jeans, and a long-sleeved shirt that covers up to her thighs.

“Where?” ask Olivia.

His face still looked pouted as he asked about his appearance. However, Alzam suddenly stretched out his hand and gently rubbed Olivia's dark brown mane, and made the girl widen her eyeballs to look at her husband.

“Begini is prettier. Let's go,” take Alzam.

The young man stepped ahead of Olivia who was still sculpting. The girl soon regained consciousness when her husband had closed the front door, and she soon caught up with Alzam before she was upset and left.

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