She's Maduku

Chapter 52

"Master, you've been calling me a long time, how are you?" Ask the secretary while shaking hands with Zahfran.

"I'm fine." Answer's short.

"Please sit down, sir."

They both sat in a cafe located not far from the Azky residence.

"Hows it? what made you ask me to come here?" Ask Mr. Burhan as his personal lawyer first.

"I'll make a power of attorney and some other important letters." Zahfran.

"Letter of power?" Wonder wonder.

"Yes, I will give a will to my second wife."

"Why sir?"

"I'm going to leave my homeland, and maybe I'll settle down in Sidney with my extended family."

"Then your second wife?"

Hearing Mr. Nurhan's question made Zahfran think again, he buried his face in both hands while bowing down.

"Master?"

Zahfran raised his face again. "Hurry to start recording the will I will give to my second wife."

"Good sir."

Soon he issued a recorder to start recording the will to be delivered.

After meeting Mr. Burhan, Zahfran returned to meet Azky at his home for the last time.

"Assalamualaik." Greet Zahfran at Azky's doorstep.

"Getishalight." Azky Saut.

"Jglek.. Mas." Welcome the arrival of the husband with a sweet smile on his lips. Azky kissed the back of her husband's hand.

"Where are you going?" Zahfran asked when he saw Azky looking a little different.

"Not going anywhere, I would welcome your arrival." Saut Azky with a smile.

"***Azky.Why was it that when I last met you, did you act like this? you don't know if this is the last time I've come to see you. Don't do this, honey, it makes it hard for me to let you go***." Inner Zahfran muttered while staring intensely at the beautiful face of the wife.

"Bag.."

Quiescent.

"Mas Zahfran?" Back calling.

"Yes baby?"

"Co was dumb? come on in." He held Zahfran's hand and took him into the house and sat on the living room sofa which was not far from the entrance.

"Want me to make coffee or tea? or.want milk?" Azky asked who was sitting next to him.

"Bawakn is warm water, dear."

"Warm water only?"

"Yes, the water is warm."

"Wait a minute, ma'am." She got up from her seat and went to the kitchen to get warm water for her husband.

"***Yes Allah, how do I tell him***?" he scratched his hair in frustration.

Soon Azky returned from the kitchen with a glass of warm water. "It's her warm water mas." handed it directly to her husband's hand.

"Look at me dear." He said with a smile, then he downed his drink until it ran out and kept the empty glass on the table.

Tired of all today's events, Zahfran leaned his body on the couch, many things running through his mind, especially ahead of his departure with the Shafiah to Sidney.

"Mas, why the hell are you? a lot of dumb." Azky asked felt that there was something strange about her husband's silence.

"Hmmm.." Saut Zahfran without saying a word, he still closed his eyes leaning his body on the sofa.

"Mas already eaten?"

"It." Answer's short.

"Want to take a shower here? if you want me to get his shirt ready."

"No need for Azky."

"***Mas Zahfran seems to be in no mood today***." Inner Azky muttered.

"Mas, if you want to rest better inside. I'm cleaning up the bed." He said while standing.

However, very quickly Zahfran held his hand. "Prepare clothes for me baby, I'll take a shower."

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"Yes" Azky replied with a smile.

Then he went into the room to get Zahfran's towel in the closet.

He came out with a towel shortly. "This is my towel."

"Look at me dear." Zahfran grabbed the towel Azky gave him.

Zahfran got up from his seat and put his face close to his wife's face and kissed her lips briefly. "Wait for me in my room, baby." Zahfran whispered in Azky's ear after kissing her lips.

After finishing the bath, Zahfran again met Azky in his room, he seemed to be sitting in front of the dressing table while combing his long black hair.

"Bag.." Call Azky to Zahfran who just entered the room still wearing a towel just to his waist.

"Have you prayed?" Zahfran asked as he went inside and picked up the clothes on the bed that Azky had prepared for him to wear.

"Yes, did you pray?" Back asking.

"Here you go, stop by the mosque before we get here." He answered while wearing his shirt.

When she finished, she got on the bed and asked Azky to sit next to her on the bed. "Come Azky." Zahfran patted the empty side next to him.

Following the husband's request, Azky climbed into the bed and sat next to him leaning on his chest.

"Darling, how are you doing?" Zahfran asked as he hugged her from the side.

"Alhamdulillah smoothly mas."

"Everyone there is good, aren't you?"

"Good." Answer's short.

"Thank God." He rubs the shoulder of the wife who is still leaning on her body.

"If you go to college?" Zahfran asked again.

"Lecture is also good mas, soon I graduate.after graduation I want to find a better job. " She said with a smile she looked up her head looking at Zahfran's face very close, then gave a short kiss on his cheek.

Zahfran looked at Azky's face with a pushy look. "***I'm sorry Azky, maybe this is our last meeting, after this, tomorrow, maybe forever we won't meet again***.***And even if we meet, you will definitely suspect*****************hate me***." Inner Zahfran muttered. Without realizing it, tears flowed from the corner of his eye.

"Mas, why? why are you crying?" Azky asked astonished at the sight of her husband's flowing tears. He changed his sitting position, so faced each other.

"It's okay, I just miss you" Zahfran said, putting a soft touch on his cheek.

"Mas hiding something from me?"

"No dear."

"Mas must be hiding something, I can see it from your eyes mas."he stared intensely at the husband's face.

"Nothing."

"It must have something to do with your papah, right?"

"Dear."

"Jawab mas."

"We're talking good?" Zahfran held Azky's hands together.

"What does this have to do with our relationship also mas." back he asked with a sharp eye highlight.

"Dear, listen to me."

"Jawab I'm a mas..." Azky firmly shouted and got out of bed and stood away from her husband.

"I'm sorry, baby." Zahfran got up from the bed and walked up to Azky, but Azky stepped back further and further away.

"Are you going to leave me a mas?"

"I have no other choice dear.I cannot leave my son Shafiah and my extended family"

"Then me? I'm a nobody to you? what do I mean to you?"

"Open so Azky, you mean so much to me. But I have no other choice, if I don't go with them, the Papah will take care of my divorce with the Shafiah, he said,and he will marry Shafiah to another man Azky. Please, understand. It's only temporary, I'll be back, baby."

"Then divorce me mas, karna until whenever your parents will not approve of our relationship.give me talak right now."

"Don't love, I'll try any way to see you later.it's just a matter of time."

"I don't want to. Divorce me mas." Azky said with a shout.

"Darling...

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