My House At the Edge of the Cliff

Chapter 45 Worrying

"Dek.. mas go home. " cried Pras while walking in.

Trying to harden Zahira's heart, she smiled and welcomed her husband home, as she always carried a bag and helped him take off his suit.

"Purchase this for Anisa," Pras said, handing over the object.

"What is mas?" ask Zahira.

"Netting, lately more and more DHF disease. Mas inget Anisa's room has not installed mosquito nets so buy it," he said.

Instantly Zahira was silent, staring at Pras who immediately entered Anisa's room. From the door he saw how Pras who was still wearing a shirt and not yet dry sweat had done his duty as a father, when just this afternoon he spoke with Fariz about the object now Pras took him home.

It was his heart that Pras soon realized that Pras was a good father, the first love of his daughter who would continue to treat Anisa like a queen.

"Eat first, I'm sure for you. Anisa has also been waiting for you from earlier," asked Zahira.

Pras smiled and nodded, finished putting up the mosquito net he took Anisa to the dining room for dinner together.

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"I can't Sarah, he's a good father to Anisa. How can I tell our little daughter to choose between her mother and her father? I just returned to Indonesia and will never want to part with Anisa again, but Anisa also can't possibly live without her father."

Many times Zahira said this to Sarah, now her heart is dry without a sign will be drenched in rain.

"I get it, I told you it's up to you. If you want to survive then do it! but if you also want to part your heart!" sahut Sarah.

If Sarah has not met Pras then she will continue to urge Zahira to divorce, she quite understands how difficult it is for Zahira to release her perfect husband as Pras.

"Look, how about we take a walk in the mall? a little refreshing so you don't get too tense" Sarah asked.

"So, I'm not in the mood."

"Who would be in a good mood in a situation like this? at least Pras still treats you well so you have plenty of time to reflect."

Zahira nodded slowly, after much thought he finally wanted to leave. There's not much they do, just look around without being tempted to buy.

"Za!" call someone suddenly.

They looked, apparently it was Fariz.

"Hi" Zahira smiled.

"Again shopping?" ask Fariz.

"Ah no, just a walk. You alone?" reply Zahira.

"You're buying baby gear, but I'm confused where to start."

"Where is Kiki?" ask Zahira wonder.

"She's again putting mom in the hospital."

"Aunty sick?"

"No, just check up. You see, lately the blood pressure has gone up," replied Fariz.

Fariz uses them for help, as the mothers he believes Zahira can help him. Because they agreed, they first went to buy diapers.

"You need it for your child, right?" ask Zahira.

"No, it's for the baby in the parlor. It's about five months old" Fariz said.

Zahira nodded in understanding, despite leaving Anisa at a young age but she still knew the development of the child until she could choose the appropriate diaper.

Many took the time they finally finished shopping, as a thank you Fariz offered lunch. With their pleasure to accept it, the casual chat continued with a memory of their High School days.

"I don't think you still often meet with school friends," said Sarah after Fariz resigned because her presence was awaited at the orphanage.

"Actually the three of us were in office, me, Fariz and Kiki. Although already busy with their respective affairs but our friendship still continues to be well established," he said.

"really? but somehow I feel Fariz doesn't just think of you as a friend" Sarah said, recalling Fariz's treatment of Zahira.

"Actually Fariz has a heart for me, he once stated it but at that time I was married to mas Pras," he admitted.

"Then why don't you just divorce and marry Fariz? he looks like a good man."

"Don't be silly! Fariz is married to Kiki and they even have a son whose age is not far from Anisa" Zahira said.

Sarah was quite shocked to hear that, she had not expected that there would be such a thing.

"We should go home, the day has begun to afternoon and I am afraid that Pras will get home first" Zahira asked.

Sarah nodded in agreement, and they walked out. But not yet five steps Zahira stared at the sickening sight that sliced her heart, although a little far away but she could recognize the Pras clothes she helped wear this morning.

Walking slowly he followed Pras who was fond of Ayu entering the jewelry store, Sarah who also saw it was just silently anxiously staring at Zahira.

Now hiding behind the walls Zahira can see clearly Pras who is smiling and helps Ayu try some jewelry.

Sarah already thought Zahira would hit her husband considering the tight grip of Zahira's hand held back the emotion, but what she did instead came home without a word.

At home without aches he kept glancing at the wall clock, with every second carrying the shadow of Pras and Ayu's intimacy.

Chequelek

Finally the door opened, Pras entered without being as late as usual. Even his clothes are messy like those of the old days, indeed it makes Zahira praise Pras' cleverness in hiding his affair.

"You want to take a shower? I've prepared the water for you" asked Zahira with a slight smile.

"Later on deck, mas is still a prick. Can I have a coffee, please?" sahut Pras's.

Zahira nodded, immediately he made the drink and put it right in front of Pras.

"Mas has something for you" Pras said suddenly as he handed over a small paper bag.

Seeing the shop logo on the surface of the paperbag, Zahira realized Pras got it when he was with Ayu, and when he found it was a piece of jewelry it really made his heart float without knowing the direction.

Clearly he saw Pras choosing jewelry for Ayu, without him knowing Pras also bought the same for him.

The gift is now a ballast Zahira to release Pras, he did not expect even though cheating Pras can be fair.