
After the conversation with Mr. Warsi was finished, Ustad Zaki was also allowed to go to the room. He had to help Zahra to pack, Actually he had prepared all the needs of Zahra in his new contract but still he did not want to forbid Zahra to bring the goods he wanted to bring. Shirt included.
Actually, this contract is not new, because Zaki had previously lived there. Feeling uncomfortable living alone, Zaki finally chose to stay with Amir in a halfway house.
"Assalamualaikum, Zahra deck!?" greeting Ustad Zaki softly as soon as entering the room, but can still be heard by Zahra who was pretending to sleep.
"Are you asleep?!" ask ustad Zaki who has begun to approach, ustad Zaki glanced at the clock attached to the wall and it was almost three in the afternoon, soon entered ashar time.
Why is he sitting on the bed? the slow movements made by Ustad Zaki were able to be felt by Zahra who closed his eyes, he was sure that right now Ostad Zaki was sitting behind him.
"Dek Zahra, be bold again ashar. Though I've asked Amir to bring a pick-up car here, make bring the goods that Zahra wanted to bring deck to the contract. If Zahra's deck sleeps, let it pack!?"
Whahuh? He wants to pack my things, does that mean anything? Included in the interior too?
"Sleep, let me get Zahra's deck stuff from the closet!"
Zahra could feel movement if Zaki stood up from his seat.
No, no, the pokonya can't be banned. ...
Zahra quickly woke up and jumped up to hug Zaki from behind making the man who was his status as her husband was glued in place, especially when he felt something stuck on his back, something that feels soft.
"Astaghfirullah azim thing!?" ustad Zaki's murmur immediately distracted him from the taste, "Dek Zahra, what is Zahra's dek doing?"
"You can't pack my things!?"
"Trus?"
"Well, can't you!?" Zahra still wrapped her arms around Zaki's chest making Zaki's feelings of urgency even more unnerving.
"Then?"
"If you want to move, move on your own. I want to be here!?"
"So he agreed, right?"
"No, I changed my mind."
"Well, what if this isn't an option. But this is an order from the husband to his wife?"
"Or did Zahra's deck really want it? No pa pa, I'd be happy to let Zahra's deck touch anything I have, anything, face, chest, back, or anything else?"
Hearing Zaki's words, Zahra gave a goosebump and reflexively let go of her embrace.
O God of Zahra, what are you doing? Looks like you've been fishing for a sleeping lion, stupid, stupid ..., Zahra cursed her own stupidity.
Ustad Zaki stood up and turned to look at Zahra, he also leaned his body to make Zahra rewind his body, he also leaned back,
"You what?" zahra asked as she crossed her hands in front of her chest.
"Just want to tell my spoiled wife, I'm going to the mosque so when the mas come back and the goods are not ready. Then there's no other choice but to pack everything."
He threatened again ....
"It's not a threat, Zahra deck. But orders! The command of the husband must be carried out especially this in terms of goodness. Understood?"
And the zahra could only nod its head quickly.
"Smart boy!?" utad Zaki said as he patted Zahra's head gently, "Assalamualaikum!"
Because Zahra did not answer, Zaki's oustad brought his body closer to Zahra again crossed his arms in front of his chest,
"Greetings waalaikum!?"
Zahra answered, making Zaki smile and leaving Zahra alone. He must immediately go to the mosque to perform congregational ashar prayers while borrowing a pick-up car owned by RT to carry Zahra goods because it is impossible to use a motorbike, women's goods must be very much different from men's property.
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