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At Hika's request, he had to leave while Zahira came. But when he was on a journey without a destination, suddenly Qiya thought of something.

"No, Qiya! You must not leave Mas Hika with a woman who is not his muhrim. Although Zahira is Hika's lover, still I can't let them continue to disperse. I am his wife, I am entitled to mas Hika, my husband," he murmured.

Then Qiya asked the taxi driver to turn back to his house. The taxi driver said.

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"Assalamu'aikum .."

Greetings from someone who had been waiting for Hika finally came.

"Walaikumussalam .." replied Hika as she walked to open the front door.

Zahira appeared behind the door with her distinctive smile. The shuffled teeth possessed by the woman add to her beauty charm. It was one of the things that made Hika fall in love with him even more.

"Hika, this is me bringing you breakfast."

Zahira gave Hika a two-stacking abstinence, and was received with thanks.

"Thank you a lot, Za. Don't bother either."

"It's okay, Ka."

"Well, let's go in!" take Hika later.

Zahira nodded then followed Hika's steps inside.

"Sit, Za!"

"Thank you, Ka."

Zahira sat on the long sofa, while Hika sat on the single sofa. The man opened the two-stacking bushel given by Zahira just now. Once opened, it contains vegetables.

"Is this you cooking?" ask Hika and get a nod from Zahira.

"Yes. For almost two years we've been in a relationship, I've never been a masakin for you. Now, it's learning for us to be married later."

Hika's smile faded a little, because Zahira's dream could not be granted for now. But, he tries not to show anything that would make Zahira suspicious.

"Eat, Ka!" pinta Zahira broke Hika's daydreams instantly.

"Yes, Za."

Hika grabbed the spoon available there. Although his stomach was still full because he had breakfast with Qiya, but he had to eat the food given by the beloved woman. He did not want to upset Zahira.

Hika started scooping her vegetables, then she put them in her mouth. Once inside, he was silent for a moment.

"Where, Ka? Delicious, right?" zahira asked impatiently to hear Hika's opinion regarding her cooking.

Honestly, the vegetables are a little salty, but Hika will not tell the truth. He didn't want to hurt Zahira's hard-earned heart making it for him.

"Enak, Web. So yummy. I like it," he said.

"Aalhamdulillaah .. Thank goodness you like it."

"Hehehe ..."

Hika back scooping her vegetables. He endured the salty taste along with his stomach that was full.

"Repourished, Ka. Honey, it's redundant."

Hika nodded her head while continuing to eat the vegetables. Until finally, the lontong vegetable was exhausted, leaving a little sauce.

Maybe it's time Zahira said her intention and purpose came there.

"Ka, I want to talk seriously with you again" said Zahira.

"Yes, Za. Speak what?"

"It's about the same question, Ka. Abi asked me to ask you the same decision immediately."

Hika quiet. Indeed he did not give a decision to Zahira about the seriousness of his relationship. It was not because she was not serious, but her marriage to Qiya was the problem.

"So what, Ka?"

From a distance, bi Iyam who was about to clean the living room floor stopped his steps and then hid behind the wall as soon as he saw Hika with Zahira.

"Well, that's not non Zahira?"

"So Den Hika is still related to non Zahira?"

"Pantesan, non Qiya was wondering about non Zahira earlier. Does non Qiya know about this?"

"Oh Allah, pity on non Qiya. Poor non Zahira too."

Bi Iyam did not want to linger standing there, fearing that Hika or Zahira would see his existence.

"Assalamu'alaikum .." Greetings from someone made bi Iyam undo his intention to leave the place of his establishment.

And as soon as he saw who came, bi Iyam immediately rounded his eyes.

"Walaikumussalaam .." replied Hika and Zahira simultaneously.

Qiya stepped inside, and Hika got up from her seat and walked over to Qiya.

"Well, you're coming home? I told you not to go home before Zahira left!" exclaiming Hika, without him realizing his words actually makes Zahira made to wonder.

Zahira got up from her seat, approached Hika and also the woman she did not know.

"Ka, what do you mean?" ask Zahira.

Hika looked over, she looked confused now.

"Why can't he come home before I go, Ka? What's 'home' here? Who is he, Ka?"

Hika's mouth feels in the key, wants to talk but difficult. He was confused as to what to explain to Zahira.

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