LOVE OF ORDINARY MEN

A shop customer

The next morning after breakfast, Olivia returned to her room to prepare to join her husband and went to the tavern as usual when he did not go to college.

This time, however, he stayed in the room for a long time and made Alzam look at the door several times.

Until finally, the young man also knocked on the wooden board to call the wife to come out.

“Liv, not yet? You need help?” ask Alzam.

“Nno, Mas. Hold on again,” said Olivia.

While inside, she appears to have been wearing something she bought yesterday afternoon, which she did not show to her husband and kept hidden in her backpack.

He seemed nervous to get out. Many times he looked at himself in the mirror and many times he let out a long sigh to reduce his nervousness.

“Bismillah, Live. Bismillah. You can start now. Bismilbornrahmanirrahim,” murmured to himself.

He grabbed his bag and walked to the door. Steadily, she opened the door and apparently the husband was still standing there, worried that Olivia, who had not opened the door for a long time.

“Mas, let's go,” take Olivia.

Alzam looked up and was surprised to see Olivia's performance. He watched from top to bottom, and back up again.

“Jelek well?” ask Olivia who came back again not confident.

Alzam. She remembers that Olivia from her mother's house until last night kept quiet. Only this morning the woman was back to normal and she did not want to ruin the mood of the wife.

“My wife is the most beautiful if you use a veil. Really,” praise Alzam.

“So if you don't wear a veil, not beautiful yah?” ask Olivia disappointed.

Alzam advanced and cupped Olivia's ears while fixing the location of the hijab that looks slightly tilted.

“Not that, Honey. You're the most beautiful woman for me after Mom. But if you use a veil, the beauty increases many times. But the cake I just saw this. Buy when?” ask Alzam.

“Yesterday at home with Nurul,” replied Olivia.

“Oh..,” murmured Alzam.

“Nice, Mas?” ask Olivia.

“Good. Perfect fit for nyante. This really want to use this to the store?” ask Alzam.

“Iya, why?” ask Olivia.

“Ngak papa's. I'm just asking. Yuk leaves,” take Alzam.

Both of them came out of the house and headed to the shop owned by Alzam. Along the way, Olivia continued to face to the side and made her waist ache a little.

He did not know that he had to wear leggings so that he did not need a tilted bonceng when wearing a robe. Alzam who felt the wife was a little uncomfortable because she kept moving, finally stopped by a clothing store.

“Lho, he said he wanted to go to the store. How come you're here?” ask Olivia.

“We buy something first yuk,” invite Alzam.

The young man took his wife's hand and entered the shop. He immediately asked what he meant to the shopkeeper.

“You what size, Brother?” ask the shopkeeper.

“Your size L what XL, Liv?” ask Alzam.

“I? XL aja Mas, let's not be too tight,” replied Olivia.

The shopkeeper also took leggings with XL sizes of various colors and some were patterned.

“Try you choose which one to dobelan,” exciting Alzam.

Olivia also chose three pieces, because according to the shopkeeper, fifty thousand can get three pieces. But if you buy one, it costs twenty thousand.

“This one, Mas,” Olivia said.

“You use one in dalem gih,” exciting Alzam.

“Kok is?” ask Olivia.

“Pake first time. I wait here,” cried Alzam again.

Olivia complied and went into the fitting room. While Alzam stays at the cashier and pays for his groceries.

When she was done, Olivia came out and Alzam asked her to continue the journey.

“The bells are ordinary. You already use leggings,” exciting Alzam.

Oh... So you buy me leggings so that the bonceng is not tilted anymore huh? inner Olivia.

The woman smiled at the husband who was so attentive. Even he did not complain of back pain due to the tilted bonceng, Alzam quickly acted and bought him leggings so that Olivia could ride the bike comfortably.

The two continued their journey until they arrived at the store.

No different from the reaction of Kanina, Zahra and Bu Aminah the other day, this time all the employees of the Alzam store were made dumbstruck to see the change in Olivia.

Not because of her more closed appearance, but the beauty and elegance of Olivia that is increasingly radiated after changing the way she looks.

“Wah... Today, ma'am, the boss is so pretty yah?” whispered one of the female officers in Alzam's shop.

“Iya. May he be Istiqomah well. Look at adem. Very fitting the same super alim boss,” said Amy who was also fascinated to see the appearance of Olivia today.

As usual, Olivia did not want to be bothered with all the whispers from people around her who commented on her, so she would pretend not to hear and tend to ignore, even if it was a compliment.

Olivia accompanied her husband at the store. Although there is not much he usually does, but enough together in one place with the husband, has made him very happy.

After the Ashar prayer, Olivia came out of the store to call Leon, because tonight they planned to invite the young man to study at the Hijrah Youth Center together with Alzam.

Olivia walks out and goes next to a more shady tavern, and starts contacting her best friend. He stood up while turning his back to the door of the tavern, because of the glare with the sunlight that was getting down towards the west there.

“Don't forget about malem meet me the same guy I in the store ye. I wait. Beware if not come,” threatened Olivia.

“Emang want what the hell? Malem week was the time to club, dugem, ajeb-ajeb, nyari chick, instead of meeting you,” replied Leon lazy.

“Elu who said it yourself if already n*fsu ama soan right? Mending. This time out, you can get my sports car,” said Olivia.

“Means you?” leon was confused.

“Wah, senile already son. It's tomato. After all, you must come by malem. Point,” exciting Olivia.

He just turned off his phone.

“Lupa tuh people if he still has the same bet I about the Nurul. Ah already. Bod* very, very importantly the child can be insaf,” muttered Olivia.

The woman then went back into the tavern and was about to report to her husband that she had contacted Leon and made sure the friend would come.

However, just one step into the tavern, Olivia froze looking at the person who was currently talking to Alzam.

Fuck me, Inner Olivia.

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