Love the Perfect Master

Season 2 ~ Where Are You From?

It was already evening when Medina drove Haura home. He did not stop by his daughter-in-law's house, because it was late. Afraid that Micah or Ray might worry about her.

"Mama's coming home, son. Next time just stop by. Fear papa and Micah need Mama at home."

"Yes Ma. Be careful on the road Ma. Greetings to my father and Micah. And thank you Ma for today" said Haura, bowing her head in a conversation with Medina from the car window. Haura grabbed her in-laws hand and kissed her. Before long Medina left the house of her son and daughter-in-law.

Haura entered the house with a happy feeling. Not because Medina bought him many things, but because her in-laws loved him so much. It felt like she had another mother. Haura so enjoyed the sightseeing session with her in-laws.

It's eight o'clock at night. He and Medina forgot to enjoy the paradise of the world of women who were so comfortable. Haura rushed in, afraid that Adam was worried about her.

"Let's, once in a while enjoy time with mama," inner Haura was happy.

Haura went straight into the house. He brought a spare key so there was no need to knock on the door. Once inside the house he found Adam sitting on the living room sofa with a face so wrathful. Haura stepped up in fear.

"Assalamualaikum Mas."

"Where have you been?" asked Adam in a high tone.

"Suami's home from work, wife's not home. Who am I tired of working for? But you're running around. Husband hungry, no food. What the hell are you? Ha?" Adam continued to get angry not giving Haura a chance to speak.

"Where are you?" Adam's gaze turned to the paper bag his wife was holding.

"Oh, so you're having fun while your husband's busy at work. Even on Sundays Mas overtime to meet our needs. You even run away. Which guy bought you all this. You have that kind of money to buy this much stuff. Say j*l*ng! You sold yourself, right? Looks like a fine woman. Polos, in fact ...." Adam grabbed all the paperbags that Haura was carrying and intended to slam her in annoyance.

"Enough Mas. Rara went with mom. And all this stuff mama bought," said Haura teary. I can't accept her husband talking so rudely. Adam was stunned, undoing his intention to throw away all of Haura's groceries.

"Rara's called Mas dozens of times. But Adam didn't pick it up. My mom also sent me a short message. Didn't Adam open it? " Haura tried to explain even though her heart was very painful.

"Hhhhh ...." Adam ruffled his hair.

"You didn't tell me anything, did you, Mom?"

"No. Haura doesn't say anything."

"Be careful if you dare to vilify me in front of mom" Adam threatened. Adam dumped Haura's belongings onto the sofa and immediately left Haura with a still irritated feeling. He was tired and hungry, so he was angry because his wife did not cook anything.

Adam grabbed the keys to the car on the table. He wanted to leave the house that felt so sick to him.

"Mas, where are you going?" ask Haura.

"It's none of your business."

"Oh yes Mas, Haura had a little money. Haura bought this gift for Mas Adam. May Adam like it." Haura handed him a simple tie that was not how expensive, with a fluffy smile. Without a word Adam brushed off the box containing the tie until it fell to the floor. Without guilt Adam left Haura just like that.

With tears in her eyes, Haura picked up the tie that was struck. He hugged her tightly, as if it was the most precious item of his life.

Nadzifa Haura. Just as a wife on paper. He was nothing more than a housekeeper to Adam. Adam never appreciated his wife. Never thought that woman existed. There is no love and affection from Adam. For Adam, Haura was not his haw, not part of his ribs.

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Emotionally, Adam drives his car to the house of Isabella, his lover. After marrying Haura, they rarely met. Just meet occasionally. All this was done to avoid Ray's suspicion.

"You still like to drink? "ask Adam after they met. Now Adam is sitting on Isabella's living room couch.

Right now, the girl was only wearing hotpants and a thin shirt. He put both of his feet in Adam's lap. He held a glass filled with champagne.

"Emm, as you can see," replied Isabella sipping her drink back.

"When are you going to convert to Islam, Issy?" adam asked seriously. Isabella laughs.

"I'm serious Issy. When will you enter Islam?"

"Darling, how about after we get married. You stay with your religion. And I also stick with my religion" said the woman without a second thought.

"Don't joke Issy. It's not a joke. It's a serious problem. Didn't we agree, if you're going to follow my religion?"

"Mas, I miss you. Can we not discuss this first. I want to have fun with you tonight." Isabella wants to switch the conversation. Isabella grabs Adam's nape and intends to clench his lover's lips. But unexpectedly, Adam looked away, Isabella's kiss only hit Adam's cheek. Unlike usual, Adam this time is not a creature with the charm of an Isabella.

"Come on darling. Let's forget our problems for a moment. Tonight I want you." Isabella drew Adam's hand until they both stood up. Isabella wanted to take Adam into her room. However, Adam swiftly brushed off Isabella's hand.

"Why are you rejecting me?" isabella did not take it.

"Because all this is wrong. I realize what we're doing is wrong."

"Then what do you think is right?" isabella asked with emotion.

"You entered my religion. We married siri. And I'll be your whole husband."

"You lied! You are not entirely mine. There's your first wife. So you want me to be second? I don't want to share affection with other women."

"You don't believe it? There is no love for him. I never even touched it once. I always have to be your man. Only your man" said Adam.

"No. You have changed. You are not the old Adam. This attitude of yours .. I want you to be the old Mas Adam. Who always loved me."

"That's Issy. I better go. I won't see you until you enter my religion." Adam left Isabella's house and ignored the woman's screams that called her name repeatedly.