She's Maduku

Chapter 46

Plak... full of emotion Azky slapped Adlan's cheek. "keep your attitude on me Mr. Adlan." Azky sternly stared in anger.

Adlan snorted in annoyance.High eyes glared at Azky. "Leave my brother, don't spoil their happiness."

"I..? I ruined their happiness? you're asking me to leave your sister? Smiling Azky grinned while staring in any direction. "It should have been your brother left me Adlan."

"How is it different from you leaving my sister?" Saut Adlan's.

"Your brother has dragged me too far into his life, I'm now happy Adlan, don't try to tear down the defenses I've been building." Azky said with a sharp eye.

Adlan clutched Azky's hand. "You love my sister?"

"Let go of my hand." His words are full of emphasis.

"My answer, do you love my sister?"

"That's none of your business, we've got nothing to do anymore, now let go of my hand." Azky Shouts.

"If you don't love her, why do you endure Azky."

"You wanna hear..?" Azky shouted back.

Adlan was silent, still clasping his hand firmly.

"You want to know how I feel about your sister? Alright. I love your brother so much, now that I'm happy living with your brother Adlan, I don't care about your brother's second wife status anymore, so don't disturb my life anymore."

Very strong Adlan threw Azky's hand so that it looks red on his wrist. "You cheap lady Azky."

"I don't care what you say about me, which I'm definitely happy to be living with your sister."

Not wanting to argue further with the song, Azky decided to leave Adlan. He just passed Adlan. Adlan continued to stare at Azky's back who stepped further and further staring in anger.

Before returning home, she chose to sit at the bus stop trying to relieve her emotions and cries first, several times she wiped the tears that were not ceaseless continued to flow.

Suddenly, someone called out to him from a distance. "Azky..?"

Azky turned to the direction of the sound source. "Mas Fatih?"

Seeing Azky's chaotic situation, Fatih got out of his car and approached Azky who was sitting at the bus stop.

"Assalamualaik."

"Getishalight."

Fatih sat down next to Azky. "you why?" Ask Fatih.

Azky shook his head." It's okay, man."

"If it's okay why are you crying?"

"I'm fine, please don't ask me again, this is my personal matter." Azky.

"Ok.Ok if you don't want to tell a story it's okay. But let me take you home, will you?"

"I can niak angkot."

"It's night, come with me."

"But..?"

"Azky, it's okay, I just want to take you home."

"All right."

"Did you like me buying a cell phone?" Shafiah's face turned sour.

"It's not so dear, I'm ashamed that you gave me such a luxury." Zahfran pulled the hand of Shafiah carrying her sitting on her lap. Shafiah also directly linked her hands on Zahfran's shoulders. "I'm sorry, don't get angry." Zahfran.

"Well, next time if I want to buy you something, I'll tell you first."

Zahfran's eyes continued to look at the lips of the Shafiah from a very close distance, he opened the veil and placed it on the table, the long hair of the Shafiah decomposed, and then put it on the table,he exposed it to the back until it appeared the nape of the Shafiah's neck is very white.

Shafiah wanted to say something, but Zahfran's lips quickly closed his lips, unable to do anything Shafiah let Zahfran menci\*nya until satisfied.

zahfran's burly hands began to go down the Shafiah's back, he tightened his arms, he slowly lowered the zipper located behind the shirt, after it opened, Shafiah could feel the cold wind touching the skin of his back, when Zahfran would open his shirt, Shafiah could feel the cold wind,shafiah's hand immediately held him.surprised that his hand was held by the Shafiah, Zahfran released his ci\*man. "Why baby?" Zahfran asked as he stared intensely at the wife's eyes that had a perfect black round.

"Not here, I promise you, we'll do it in our new home."

"I know, baby, but just leave it like this for a second."

"Well if Azky comes home how?" Ask Shafiah.

"So I have to wait again?"

"Till tomorrow, tomorrow we move to a new house."

"Hmmm.. All right, my dear." he pinched Shafiah's nose.

"Now put my shirt back in the right position." Shafiah still tied her hand to Zahfran's shoulder.

"All right." He raises the Shafiah shirt that was open only to the limit of the chest, then he re-attached his zipper.

Shafiah rose from the lap of her husband, but the hand was reluctant to allow the Shafiah to stand. "Mast, put me down."

"Give me one ci\*man."

"Cup..already?" On request, just a short kiss.

"Again."

"Again."

"Buck...!" feeling at work, she hit her husband's chest.

"All right." Zahfran let the Shafiah down from his lap.

"I made you some hot tea."

"May, but wear your veil again, my brother won't sleep if he sees you like that."

"Mas.what the heck.shame to know." Shafiah's face turned red withstanding embarrassment.

"Who's the same?it's just the two of us."

Shafiah returned wearing her veil quickly she went to the kitchen otherwise her husband would pounce on her again.

When Shafiah was in the kitchen, she heard Azky and Fatih saying their greetings. "Assalamualaik."

"Getishalight." Answer Zahfran who is still sitting on the sofa.

Not wanting to look sad face by her husband, Azky chose to go straight into the room, and Fatih sat in the living room with Zahfran.

"Why him?" Zahfran asked Fatih.

"I don't know, I met him at the bus stop, and I saw him crying."

"crying? why?" growing curious.

"Who is crying?" Tanya Shafiah while carrying a tray containing 3 glasses of warm tea.he put one by one the glasses on the table.

"Azky, I just found her crying at the bus stop." Fatih.

"He didn't tell me anything?" Tanya Shafiah was getting curious.

"No, all the way he didn't say anything."

"I saw Azky first."

"Yes." Yeah." Shafiah moved from her seat, approaching Azky in her room with a glass of warm tea.

"Toks.toks.. Azky, I'm in." Shafiah opened the door slowly, and Azky seemed to be sitting on the edge of the bed several times he shed tears.

"Sorry, I'm not feeling well, so I went straight into the room."

"It's okay, I'll bring you some warm tea, drink it." Shafiah placed the glass on the nightstand, then sat next to it.

"Don't want a story?" shafiah said as she looked at Azky's face from the side.

"Sorry mba." He put his face down.

"Who knows I can help, come on." Shafiah brought Azky's face to look at her face.

No longer able to stem the tears that continue to force him to fall, he ended up crying in the arms of Shafiah. "Mr...." Hiks...

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