My husband's counting
Eps 19's
About Umi his Zahra who had visited the house and restaurant but never found the figure of the youngest daughter, it was finished.
Yes, even with so many lies to cover up another lie that Zahra spoke over the phone last time to her beloved mother, a piece of wound scratched her heart as she continued to lie to her mother, Quite simple and classic the reason is just not willing to make the mother think then worry about it is not all children will be like that ? looks always okay even though the sunami wave is crashing ?
Counted fourteen days of wound healing he received, Zahra reflected on the bathroom glass of his hospital room and smiled, smiling, yes he admired himself enough that he still looked strong with all the stamps he made, as now the wound did not cause a heavy trauma for him, Zahra considered it a wind then? that simple ? of course not, but does he still have a heart ? I don't know if his feelings are dead.
" Assalamualaikum." Said Zahra while carrying a large bag entering the house, today the beautiful woman in black hijab was declared healed and allowed to go home, only the remaining wounds that are difficult to disappear but calm are all covered by the gamis and hijab width.
The foot of the level slowly entered the house, while occasionally replying to the greetings of the workers in the house, however Arkhan remained her husband so she had to go home right ?
The pitch-black netra was momentarily jolted, he was shocked by the circumstances that were now being shown, The two different people of that type were kissing each other hot on the living room sofa without paying attention around.
the meids who also looked and glanced at Zahra who only displayed a flat look only grimaced thinly, because they never saw Zahra with such an expression.
" Echhem, Assalamualaikum."
they are hot even reflexes away and fix their clothes.
Zahra sat on the single sofa with so anguish while smiling.
" Assalamualaikum." Deuteronomy.
" Wa waalikumsalam." Say them compact while staggered.
" Is he home ?." Still smiling.
" Hmm." Answer's short.
The woman was wearing a less material dress according to Zahra that displays half of her chest even as small as two inches longer the shirt can display her twin boba and see the bottom only cover an inch from the base of her thigh.
" Hmmm hay, the wife of his betel sir Arkhan huh ?." Zahra asked while emphasizing the word SIRIH WIFE to the woman, as if she was clarifying her position.
" I am Mba, A I am a Goddess." He said nervously as he took off his embrace on that sturdy arm.
Nyutt
Some are sick but not bleeding, yes his heart despite having prepared itself in fact Zahra is still a woman, still a wife who does not want to share what it is about her husband.
But, Zahra with her thick fortress still still smiled despite the beautiful smile that she offered without breaking the power between her smile.
" You know me, right ?." Ask Zahra as friendly as possible.
The goddess simply nodded "Ok, then welcome to Mas Arkhan's house." Yes by very clear the name of her husband in possession of this unit, not without reason, Her husband did not like if Zahra admitted this magnificent house also belongs to him.
" Yes and let's just say this is your house too, baby." Arkhan added while gently swiping the Goddess' cleavage directly in front of Zahra. The woman's heart the legal wife immediately nenceos hurt like this yes and Zahra accidentally even chuckled while smiling obliquely.
" And you Az Zahra Fatimah from today you move rooms, your rooms are downstairs, I will one room with the Goddess."
again and again oh no, even the command succeeded in making Zahra's heart crumble as crumpled, by holding back the tears of Zahra pouting from her seat passed from that stifling room, he said, Entering his new room led by one of Arkhan's men.
And when Zahra opened the door, he was presented with all his goods that had been neatly arranged in his place, Arkhan the accuser's husband was really planning his expulsion far away.
Zahra took a breath and threw it rough "Alright Az Zahra enjoy your patience." He said monologue
