PASUTRI (On Love & Happiness)

CHAPTER 18

Again what before marriage Zahra imagined was really not in accordance with reality. Shadow doing everything together turned out to be just delusion. In reality now Zahra is doing everything herself. Sweeping, mopping, wiping even to wash clothes. Faza, her husband went somewhere.

“Hhh.” Zahra rubbed the sweat that soaked her forehead while sitting herself on the living room sofa.

Zahra stared at the round wall clock with a picture of a butterfly.

“It's almost afternoon. I went to the nearest super market.”

Zahra got up from her seat and stepped into the room to pick up her wallet.

When Zahra opened the closet door to pick up the wallet, her phone rang a sign of a message coming in. Curious Zahra immediately grabbed his phone lying on the bed with green sheets of moss.

Zahra clucked as she opened the message that turned out to be from Faza. Faza said for Zahra to use the money in her briefcase if she wants to go shopping.

“What I need is not just your money for shopping. But your presence also makes anterin me now mas.” Zahra muttered sadly.

Zahra sighed. Life after marriage was not as beautiful as she had imagined.

The sound of knocking on the door made Zahra frown. Zahra got up from her seat on the bed and slowly stepped out of her room to open the door.

“Tina?”

Zahra frowned when she found Tina standing in front of the main door of her house.

“You don't papa Ra?”

Zahra smile. Tina must be worried about him because Zahra did ask for a work holiday permit on the grounds of illness. It could not be felt if Zahra said that she was off work because she wanted to accompany Faza who now had nowhere.

“Yuk in.”

Zahra pulled Tina's hand and told her to enter her house.

“You're clocking up this time back?” Zahra asked Tina to sit down.

“Yes. Mr. Santo who told me to make it here looks at you.”

Zahra.

“Pak saint?”

Tina nodded her head.

“Sounds like he's worried about you. He even gave me money to buy these fruits.”

Tina placed two plastic bags of fruits on the table in front of her and Zahra.

Zahra whimpering. Zahra was really sorry for lying about her work holiday permit.

“You've been listening?”

“I don't hurt Tin. I am healthy healthy. My pain is only an excuse for Mr. Santo to be allowed to have a holiday today.”

“What?!” Tina was really surprised.

“Why lie anyway Ra?”

Zahra lowered her head. Zahra was eager to pour out her heart to Tina right now. But Zahra knew telling others about her domestic problems was not good.

“I just want to take the day off.” Zahra's smile looked at Tina.

Tina looked at Zahra's two fixed eyes. Tina knew something was making her best friend's heart languish.

“Ah yes Tin, I happen to want to shop now. Anterin yeah?”

“Not the same as your husband?” Tina asked confusedly.

“No, he's gone again. You want my anterin?”

Tina nodded her head with a sweet smile engraved on her lips.

“But all of us have lunch outside well.”

“OK.. No problem.”

“But not papa, right? Your husband isn't angry are we both going?”

“Udah quiet.. long ago we did not walk together.” Zahra.

“Ya also sih.”

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Sinta opened the door of Faza's room very slowly. The woman with brownish curly hair sighed looking at her first son who from coming until now just kept sleeping soundly.

“Faza Faza's.. You must be very tired well every working day.”

Sinta stepped slowly closer to the bed where Faza lay. Sinta thought Faza would not come again after Fadly delivered his goods to his place of residence with Zahra.

“Please very much you son.. You are not happy living with him. He certainly can not take care of you well so you choose to come home here on holiday.” Mumbles Sinta.

“Let's wake him up. Pity if you sleep well builtin.”

Sinta got up from her seat then stepped out of Faza's room.

“Loh mah, said papah kak Faza here. Same Zahra huh?”

Sinta clucked as soon as she found Fadly in front of the door of Faza's room.

“If he goes with mamah there is no way to allow Faza to enter Fadly.” I answered Fadly's question.

Fadly sighed softly. His mother still did not want to accept the fact that Faza had officially married Zahra.

“But it's mah.”

“Fadly enough. Don't talk about him anymore. Now we better have lunch. Don't bother your sister. She's sleeping.” Sela Sinta does not want to be denied.

Fadly nodded slowly. Though Fadly was eager to chat with Faza about work.

“Ya mah.”

Fadly followed her mother's steps down the steps one by one towards the ground floor of the luxurious residence.

Fadly believes Faza must have had a reason to come without Zahra. Fadly guessed that maybe they were fighting so Faza chose to dodge temporarily.

Until late in the night Faza had not yet woken up. Faza even missed his lunch.

Fadly who was curious about what her brother in the room was settling into the sink without the knowledge of his mother who did not seem to deliberately wake Faza so that Faza stay.

Once inside Faza's room, Fadly clucked several times with his head shaking to see Faza still sound in his sleep.

“Basic kebo.”

Fadly stepped towards the bed where Faza lay. Fadly woke up the squirming Faza before finally opening his two eyes perfectly.

“Eh you.. Abis from where?” Tanya Faza got up from his recline and sat facing Fadly who was sitting next to him earlier lying down.

“Tuh brother who sleeps all day rich people die. No more lunch.”

Faza. Because of fatigue Faza to sleep kebablasan until all day.

“What time is it?” Ask Faza quickly.

“Look, this is it already want malem. Awaiting to wake up from earlier too.” Fadly replied annoyed.

“Ya Lord.”

Faza jumped out of bed. His consciousness was full. His body that was originally limp because he just woke up straight refreshed. Faza had left Zahra alone at home for so long. Though Faza himself asked Zahra for a work holiday and just at home accompanied him. But Faza himself went and slept all day at his parents' house.

“Loh brother.”

“I have to go home now.” Sela Faza while wearing her shoes in great hurry.

After finishing wearing his shoes, Faza grabbed his jacket and motorbike key and then ran out of his room leaving Fadly who could only sigh at the magical behavior of his only brother.

Faza ran down the stairs without thinking of saying goodbye to his parents. Faza even almost hit the housekeeper who was about to store the clothes that had been ironed.

“Zahra must be very angry with me.”

Faza came out of the magnificent house of his parents and immediately rode his motorcycle darted quickly from the spacious yard of his family residence.