PASUTRI (On Love & Happiness)

CHAPTER 35

When Faza got to the front of the store, Zahra immediately told Tina to go home first.

“Tumben really copy.”

Zahra remained silent and refused to reply to her husband. An annoyance still controlled his heart because Faza did not understand his feelings.

“Ah yes dear, I have bought you something. But I put it in a bag. I hope you like yah.”

Zahra. It was not usual for Faza to buy her something without first asking.

“I want diet.”

“Oh this is not food dear.”

Zahra frowned confusedly.

“Terus?”

“Later you also tau.” Faza Smile.

Zahra clucked in annoyance. Zahra then rode into Faza's arms after Faza put on his helmet.

“Already?”

“Ya..” Answer Zahra.

“OK, we go home now.”

Faza began to advance his bike with Zahra hugging her waist tightly. Despite being angry Zahra is always hugging the waist of Faza if on the bike.

About 25 minutes drive to their home. Zahra immediately came down and stepped towards the door to open it. Not a word came out of Zahra's lips as long as they were on their way home, even at home.

“Mas want to eat what?” Zahra asked as Faza was about to enter the bathroom.

Faza smiled. His wife still paid attention to him despite being angry.

“You don't have to cook, baby. We eat out how?”

Zahra turned to look at Faza who was smiling at him. Zahra sighed in annoyance then closed the refrigerator door she opened.

“We should be able to save. Besides I have bought a lot of food. I can still cook.” Said Zahra staring at Faza flat.

“Ya already then.” Faza still smiled even though Zahra refused indirectly his invitation to dinner outside.

“Ah yes.. I put the parcel I meant earlier on the mattress.”

Faza walked into the bathroom after saying so. Faza tau Zahra will definitely not like it. Faza just wants to make sure that his wife is much more everything than Anita who looks sexy today.

Zahra frowned curiously. But Zahra then thought her curiosity should be put aside. The most important thing now was that he cooked first for Faza's dinner as well as himself.

Zahra clucked softly then opened the refrigerator door and started grabbing some groceries for her to process.

In silence Zahra cooked dinner for him and Faza who was still in the bathroom. When he finished, Zahra immediately arranged it on the dining table and sat quietly waiting for Faza to finish.

“Eemmm.. The money is so good.”

Faza smiled looking at the simple dishes on the dining table. There are only capcay vegetables and spicy milk fish. But behind that simplicity there is a privilege because Zahra himself cooks for him.

Faza pulled out a chair and sat down on it. Zahra still didn't want to talk to him.

“Have you seen the contents of that parcel?”

Faza just asked. Faza himself knew Zahra had not opened it. Even Faza was sure Zahra had not seen it either.

“Not yet. Later aja.” Answer Zahra quietly while taking Faza's rice dishes.

Faza sighed. Somehow he must be addressing Zahra's residence now. Faza thought the way Zahra addressed Faza who was always in contact with his female friends was excessive. Though Zahra herself knew Faza only loved her.

“Passionate..”.

“Hem.”

“Zahra..”.

Feeling uncomfortable with his wife's residence, Faza decided to abandon his intention to eat his dinner.

Zahra remained silent but raised her gaze at Faza who seemed like he wanted to say something.

“I beg you please understand me.”

Zahra.

“What do you mean mas?” Zahra did not understand.

“About my friend's friend. We're just trying to keep up a good friendship. No other meaning. As for Anita, she's the deputy manager, she's my co-worker who must always be connected. But it is only for the sake of work.”

“Then what about Rosa?” Ask Zahra later.

“He was just my old classmate when I was in High School. You know him too, right?”

“There is the same interest Rosa to have lunch together continue to joke around so happily without me knowing.”

Faza.

“Lunch with Rosa? When?”

Zahra twirled her eyes. Anita sends photos of Faza and Rosa laughing happily while having lunch with a restaurant near the company where Faza works.

Zahra pulls out her phone from her pants pocket and shows what Anita sent her to Faza.

“Still don't remember this?” Ask Zahra.

Faza smiled at him. Anita may have sent the photo to Zahra to get them into a fight.

“I just opened it this afternoon. I think this is just an unimportant message from a prankster's number. But this message is important to me to know. You and Rosa had a very happy lunch without me knowing.”

Faza could not help but laugh. This time Zahra really showed his jealousy.

“So you are angry because you are jealous?”

Zahra shook her head not understanding the way her husband thought.

“Which wife is not jealous to see her husband together with his old friend who is beautiful and sexy in public with a happy laugh as if showing the world that your relationship is so beautiful.”

Faza sighed then grabbed Zahra's hand.

“You doubt the same me?” Ask Faza slowly.

Zahra silence. Zahra herself could not tell the difference between her doubts on Faza as well as her jealousy.

“Zahra hear me. I was avoiding Anita. I'm not stupid Zahra. I knew Anita was trying to get my attention. And then there happened to be Rosa. I samperin him and ignore Anita so Anita stops nurturing her feelings for me. Maybe Anita gets angry and takes a silent photo of me with Rosa then sends it to you.”

Zahra stared right at the two eyeballs of Faza trying to find a lie through the gaze of Faza. But it was only honesty that Zahra saw.

“But why go with Rosa? Why not just with a boy friend? I don't like mas.”

Zahra wanted to cry. Faza dodges from Anita but approaches Rosa. He is like a fool who cannot think.

“I have no other choice. At that time Rosa waved at me dear.”

Zahra let go of Faza's hand.

“You know I don't mean mas? I want you to keep your distance from them. I don't like. I'm jealous.”

Zahra's voice began to tremble with her two glassy eyes. His nose began to turn red as he held back the crying.

Faza looked at Zahra softly. He means close to his friend's friend both male and female friends are good. Faza had not the slightest intention of hurting his wife's feelings.

Faza got up from his seat then approached Zahra and hugged her very gently and occasionally kissed Zahra's head.

“I'm sorry.”