
Drtts....
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Mamah is calling..
With a whisper, Smiling though invisible, Trying to be okay, several times doing voice tests, Zahra just did not want her mother-in-law to worry.
" *Hallo, assalamualaikum."
" Waalikumsalam, my beautiful daughter-in-law, how are you ?."
" Alhmdulillah, good neng aja mah, mamah how are you ? I'm sorry I haven't played at home in a long time."
" Thank God be good, what's okay baby, Oh yes, busy again ?."
" Hmm not so much."
" You go to the restaurant, there's something to be obrolin about."
" Hhmmm .. How about mah, Neng again outside the city."
" Well, what's the matter ?."
" Alhmdulillah there is sustenance, Neng open the mah branch."
" Alhamdulillaah, Mamah was horrified, then when can dong to all ?."
" god willing two more days to go home, and then go home huh mah."
" Dear, my mother's house door is always open to my daughter-in-law."
" Thank God."
" Yes, you close first, Assalamualaikum."
" Waalikumsalam."
There is an important thing yes, like mamah urgently*. Ask without an answer to yourself.
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In Arkhan's office experienced a lot of obstacles, from starting activities that are not well scheduled, some things that used to rely on Rama now he lived alone.
Rama follows in the footsteps of his father who is also the trust of Arnold Arkhan's father who has passed away.
" Mrs .." Call the Goddess, Yes the woman is still working as her secretary, He just entered without knocking on the door, He was struggling spoiled in the arm of Arkhan who was sitting opposite the file that was mounting.
" Dad.." Whine Goddess.
" .... "
" Mommy, Ih..." Getting upset.
" .... " Arkhan did not comment he preferred to read the details of his project.
" IS THE WRITING MORE INTERESTING THAN ME?" while seizing the document that Arkhan was looking at.
Arkhan looked at the Goddess sharply, he did not like being snapped at by others, Arkhan stood up from his seat and..
Plaque..
The face of the Goddess turned to the side by narrating a scratch wound on the corner of her lips that released blood.
" I DON'T LIKE BEING SNAPPED, YOU SHOULD BE SELF-CONSCIOUS, REMEMBER YOUR POSITION." Arkhan lantang.
The Goddess trembled with fear, her tears just came out, After Zahra left is she now the one who will be mistreated by her husband ?.
" Hiks... hiks.."
" OUT."
The sexy woman immediately ran out of Arkhan's room while holding next to her flushed cheeks.
This state of arrears torments Arkhan, all his schedules are too far apart, Although the Goddess secretary is still not as component as Rama.
After Zahra left, the house that was like a palace was suddenly deserted, No one was lost when he came home from work, no one prepared bath water and clothes for him.
Even ornamental plants are also vegetables that Zahra planted as if longing for old age, the plant does not look good, not his meids do not take care of it just the form of a gloomy pepper.
Right now, Arkhan the unlucky handsome dakjal's husband was leaning his back on the chair while looking at the sky of his room, Sighing in his mind in the shadow of the smiling Zahra, Zahra laughed, Zahra, who was indulging in him, Zahra who always patiently responded to his attitude.
In addition to the mama who can not be contacted, even to visit the guards standby one refused raw his own master.
Gifts, there were already countless as many as what he sent as apologies for his mama, but the middle-aged woman instead sent him back to the office even to the Arkhan residence.