Love Zainab

Mood

"Why are you Zainab?" Ask Risa. Risa is Zainab's sister-in-law. Wife of Brother Zainab.

"Is today any more trouble at school"

"That frown"

"Entar cepet old loh". Still full of questions.

"Mba Risa, same as children. A day I've been in the same place that I don't, that's a pussy."

"Oohhh, so the manyun ny just because of that. Isn't that normal, Zai? He poured tea from the teapot into Zainab's cup.

"Yes, but today is not just a matter of children alone but there is a new teacher who is cute, cool, even if you see a little handsome." suddenly smiled but immediately manyun again.

"Eehh abis ko manyun smile again anyway?". Surveillance Risa saw the strangeness of her sister-in-law's expression.

"There's nothing mba." which is for sure she's a bummer".

"I mean the hot-button of nyebelin." nudging Zainab's shoulder teased him.

Zainab did not respond. He immediately sipped a warm tea in front of him. No longer want to discuss the issue of Joseph who upset him. Fortunately, he was covered by his handsome face.

Astarghfirullah's. The pecker is in the heart.

"Mas Fikri hasn't come home yet?" Zainab's question shifted the conversation.

"There's a meeting he said, with a new client who wants to establish cooperation, maybe tonight will go home a little late."

Zainab rounded her lips to form the letter O without sound.

***

Sofia: Zai, who is the new Teacher? saucy ga? what's-her-name?. A short message from Sofia.

Zainab: Ask Mr Agus!!!

Sofia: Yes Allah, Zai. stingy info really you. it is cheating with your own friends.everything you are, really strong, tehanya, tehanya. Following the lyrics of a song.

Zainab: Tomorrow my own acquaintance, I also accidentally pass the time to go to the room of Mr. Agus. Wrong yourself didn't get in." Tukas Zainab is lazy.

Sofia: "It's Ok."

Zainab did not expect that the news of the new Master would spread quickly. I don't know, he felt what magnet the man had. Her again, her best friend Sofia who is also a Teacher, who teaches at the same school is also interested in curious.

"Zainab, you got a call from Dad?" Risa's call disperse her daydream.

"Yes, just a minute." Run down and get the phone from Risa's hand.

"Assalamualaikum, hello Dad. When do you come home?".

"Walaikumsalam, God willing the day after Dad came home son." A voice across there that misses her youngest daughter.

"Dad is well. Don't forget to eat and get enough rest." His message.

"Yes Dear. You're always as chatty as your mother. Here Daddy's gonna pinch your nose."

The father and son laughed together. Mujayasa, Zainab's father. The biggest bakery entrepreneur in XX. If they are far apart, they miss each other. And if they were close together, they were always arguing.

After exchanging the votes. Zainab wants to go back to her room. But Risa precedes by pulling her arm.

"Zainab, let's eat first." Bring Risa.

"Aren't we eating already?

"But Ma'am hungry again." While holding his stomach.

"She eats, let me accompany." Bargainly.

"All right." Risa agrees.

***

While at Joseph's residence.

"How was the interview today Suf."

"Hamdulillah, smoothly ma'am."

"Thank God, I'm glad to hear that."

"Since Father's departure, you must be the backbone of the family to support Mother, Rere and yourself." It opens up memories then.

"Mother, it is Joseph's duty. And Joseph was happy to do all that. None of this compares to what I have given and done for Joseph." Joseph sat bowing before his mother, grabbing her kissed hand.

"Thank you son." kissed Joseph on the forehead and let go of the smile.

"But you forget that you also have to find a life partner. Is there not a single woman who draws your heart?."

"The "priorities in Joseph's life today are Mother and Rere. Our savings have begun to run out after Father. Rere also still need a fee to continue school, not to mention Rere later would want to go to college. At least, Yusuf can save for Rere to go to college later. Joseph didn't want to get married in a hurry."

"Well, your age is about to enter the head of three, son."

"Stupid ain't going nowhere, ma'am." The denial.

"Or Mother just introduce you to her daughter's mother." His proposal was hopeful.

"Already Ma. Joseph had not thought about it before. And don't force Joseph again."

"Yes already. I won't force you anymore." Wake up to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

***

Oh Allah...

I have no right to my life

I need the cool water of your bounty

Strangely hostile

Apparently not wanting to run

It's getting closer

I am powerless

I want to free myself

Until I found a soul that made me no longer alone

At 22:30, Zainab was not awake. I don't know where his mind is looking. Still in front of his laptop, pour out the heart in the form of poetry. Yes, it is his habit.

"Huh." he sighed.

"It can stress me." she lamented

"Preparation of children LKS race, in a moment. Why am I not focused like this. Even busy thinking about something else I shouldn't have thought of." Zainab hit her own head.

Tok, tock, tock

Chequek. Door opens. Someone went into Zainab's room. And Zainab knows who that guy is.

"Not slept?." He asked while stroking Zainab's head.

"Mas Fikri, already home." looked up his head.

"Yes. I see your room lights are still on. You haven't slept."

"Oh yes Mas, Risa's mother was vomiting."

Fikri who heard that was astonished. Spontan immediately ran without warning to his room to find out the state of his wife.

Zainab who was confused to see her brother's attitude could only frown. Then raise his shoulders.

***

"Dear wake up."

"I'm home."

"Said Zainab, you threw up again huh?" stroked his wife's head and was filled with worry.

Risa started to squirm, slowly opening her eyes. Looking towards the sura who was building up and touching her with gentleness.

"Mas Fikri." Her smile expanded and sat herself leaning against the bed.

"Are you vomiting again?." Resell ask.

"Yes, but I'm okay now, baby."

"Tomorrow we should go to the doctor. I don't want to happen to you." The look in her eyes implied excessive worry and Risa could see that.

"What is not too excessive if you have to see a doctor. I'm just vomiting, maybe just catching wind. I also took medicine."

"But you've been vomiting twice in a day." held Risa's hand tightly.

"I know you're worried. God willing, I'm okay." Her smile convinced her husband to worry about her falling.

Fikri's smile expands. His heart began to improve upon his wife's condition. Or indeed he who is too excessive in looking after his wife, is not it should be done to a partner.

Just as Fikri was about to kiss his wife's forehead, suddenly Risa..

"What do you want?." While distancing himself.

"Yes, kissing your own wife can't be." He said he was surprised by his wife's attitude that changed for a moment.

"Better Mas cepet shower gih, the smell of his body." Closing nose.

"Ohh Ok." Fikri rushed into the bath.

Tumben, I usually want to keep him from kissing, but why not this time. Or my body really stinks. He murmured in his heart.

Try me kissing my armpits. Arghhh is right yes, it turns out to be smelly and sticky. I was alone because of the smell. Risa must have complained earlier. Still mumbled to himself.

Not long after Fikri came out of the bathroom, covered in a white towel limited to the waist that showed his pure white chest.

"Mas, these are her clothes I'm ready for."

"Thank you, my wife."

"Mas, I think I smell suspicious of Zainab."

"So I was the smelly one, now Zainab is too. Is there a problem with your smell. It seems like tomorrow we have to go to the doctor."

Risa laughed when she heard her husband's words.

"Not Mas. You're just there."

"So Zainab said, If there was a new teacher at school."

"What does this have to do with smell?

"I'm not done talking, don't cut it off first."

"There seems to be an interest in Zainab as well as the man. As long as I'm married to Mas and living here, Zainab is very close to me even she doesn't hesitate to pour out her heart."

"Just pray. If a soul mate must meet."

"Let's go to sleep, it's late at night." Bring along.

"But I still want to talk to you." Risa Whine.

"Tomorrow we continue. It's the night, dear." Pulling the waist Risa carried into her arms.

Risa also did not comment. She knew her husband must be tired of working till night. Shouldn't whine like that. But either there was any encouragement inside him, so he had subconsciously behaved outside of his habit.

Risa finally closed her eyes.

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