She's Maduku

Chapter 10 In the REVISION process

Because Azky was an orphan, and he lived with his foster om, it was easy for Zahfran to find a guardian for him.

That marriage must happen.

Penghulu: I married and I married Zahfran malik bin Herlambang malik with Azky khairani bint Prasetio with dowry a set of prayer tools paid in cash.

Zahfran: I received Azki Khairina bint Prasetio's marriage with a dowry a set of tools of prayer in cash.

Penghulu: How? Legitimate?

"Well.. " Reply answer them simultaneously.

Because Ancama a Zahfran who will kill om and his aunt, forced Azky must marry him.

Tears just flow when Ijab kabul said from the mouth of the person he hated the most. "Why did this have to happen to me?" His mind was crying out.

Shafi'iah? what the hell happened to him? it was already inconceivable how devastated her feelings were at this moment, a thousand arrows were stuck right at the bottom of her heart, she spilled all her tears on the prayer mat. "aa...O Allah, my heart aches, I am broken.I am devastated to have to divide my husband with another woman.hiks..hikss."

Before meeting Azky in the room, he chose to meet his first wife first in the room, what would he do, sorry, or..the words are listened because it has allowed him polygamy?

In his dhikr, there were no tears flowing without permission, every prayer offered, there was not one bad prayer for them, Shafiah prayed the best for the happiness of our three neighbors.0 O Allah, if this is one of the paths to heaven that you promised, then a sincere servant, even though it is very painful. Give the servant strength, O Allah, guide the servant so that his istikomah is always on your path. Aamiin's."

He saw the Shafiah still sitting teaching on top of his peace.wanted to approach but hesitated. He preferred to stay behind and wait for his wife to finish her Quran recitation.

Realizing the existence of Zahfran who had been waiting while sitting on the sofa, Shafiah ended his teaching and closed the Koran and folded up his peace and faith. "What's wrong?" Ask Shafiah while sitting on the edge of the bed and store the Quran in a drawer.

"What do you ask God for? you cursed me? or did you curse me?" Zahfran asked with that extremely shallow thought.

"I'm sure you've been sitting there for a long time, and I think you've been around long enough to hear every prayer I've said. Did you hear me curse you?" he hugged the face and face that he had folded earlier.

"Are you angry?" Ask Zahfran lightly.

"No, this is the path God has set for me, I will try to be sincere."

"Sheafy." Zahfran called his wife's name very heavily. He stood up from his seat and approached the Shafi'ah who was still sitting there. "forgive me for sharing my heart with another woman." Zahfran said, clutching his wife's hand tightly.

"I appreciate your honesty mas, rather than you having to fornicate outside, I'd rather you marry again."

Zahfran gathered in front of the Shafiah with his legs resting, placing his hands on the lap of the wife.He looked at the face of the Shafiah with a pushy gaze, no sangup looked at those eyes, Zahfran bowed his gaze. "Do you want something from me?" Zahfran asked with his head up.

"There is" he answered briefly.

"Fair.I want you to be fair."

"I'll try." he kissed the wife's forehead full of affection, then kissed her lips briefly. "Can I see Azki now?"

"go, meet him, give him gentle treatment, and don't hurt his physique."

"As promised, I'll treat Azky well." Zahfran said as he stood and kissed the top of his wife's hair. "I go first." and just nod in response from Shafiah.

After Zahfran left, he shed tears again withstanding such great pain. "Relax Shafiah, calm down.You must help your husband to turn into a just and responsible husband." Shafiah said to herself trying to calm her heart which was covered in jealousy.

While out there, Zahfran approached Azky's room, he saw Azky was still tied up on the bed, why after the kabul hijab took place, Zahfran's heart and body became weak, emotions that had peaked, so that the,just melt away.

Initially he intended to touch Azky's body after being legally husband and wife, but his desire disappeared shortly after hearing all the statements of the Shafiah who tried to sincerely accept the situation.

Zahfran now stood beside the bed, staring at Azky's body which was still tied to the rope, Azky muttered, he moved his body trying to remove the rope that tied his hands, but it was useless, the rope was so strong, so strong,until he himself gave in to the situation.he shed tears, fear, anger all into one.

Zahfran, aware of the fear of his second wife, approached her and sat on the edge of the bed "Don't cry baby, I won't hurt you, as long as you obey me." With a pushy look, Zahfran wiped away Azky's tears that kept flowing.

Azky was silent, as if in disbelief with the gentle demeanor of an old Zahfran bangaka whom he considered to have no heart. "Aware Azky, he's tricking you." Inner Azky.

"Hmm.khhmm.." Azky wanted to say something but his mouth was still covered with duct tape.Zahfran who realized it immediately opened the duct tape covering Azky's mouth.

"Breek.. "Aawws.. Sakiiit.." cried Azky whimpering in pain as Zahfran opened the duct tape on his mouth. "If you don't want to hurt me, then take this rope off..." He said with a red face restraining emotions.

"Well, I'll open it, and remember, don't try to escape from this house, it's a very easy color I'll find you." Zahfran said.

Azky was silent, she continued to look at Zahfran with sharp eyes really showing her dislike of her husband.

Once the rope was open, Azky immediately got off the bed away from Zahfran and grabbed the vase on the dresser and he was ready to float the vase, which he had been waiting for,just in case Zahfran would really pay him. "Don't come any closer, I won't stay silent until you dare touch me." Azky firmly with a sharp eye highlight.

"I'll touch you, I'll even marry you my wife, now I'm your legal husband." Zahfran said with a grinning smile.

"I don't want to marry an old man who doesn't feel like you."

"Whatever, but now we're officially husband and wife." Zahfran laid his body on the bed with ease.

"Why is he lying there? even he didn't come near me, what does Shafiah say that she loves me." Inner Azky.