Sholehah's Wife belongs to Mr. Angrily

Episode 161

Zee opened his eyes where Zee was still in the room who did not know what time it was. But the sun is so clear.

"What time is it," muttered Zee who tried to sit down and as Zee sat down. Zee immediately picked up the phone and saw it was 8.

"Good God I could wake up. I don't have a college. Mama why don't you wake me up, too" Zee said, rubbing her face, "mom did you forget Zee you didn't live with me. You're married" muttered Zee who just realized. If he is married and the habit is always in the wake of his mother. So today he woke up bad.

Zee also did not want to waste time and Zee immediately went down from the bed to the bathroom to get ready to clean up and go to college.

not long after Zee finished cleaning up. Just a simple dress. Wearing navy jeans with a light blue blouse inserted into his pants. Zee appears simple with her hair left in the booth.

Having felt enough about his appearance. Zee immediately came out of the room and went down the stairs and immediately found Abian who was having breakfast. Abian only looked at Zee for a moment and continued his breakfast without greeting Zee.

"I'm sorry Brother Abian if Zee woke up bad luck," said Zee felt bad when he stood in front of Abian. But Abian did not respond to what Zee said.

"Hmmm, next time Zee will wake up faster and will make breakfast" said Zee.

"no need. There is a house assistant here. So you don't have to waste energy doing things you never did, don't push yourself. Let's just say you're a guest in this house" Abian said. Abian's words sounded ordinary. But quite sick to listen to, seen from the look on Zee's face is so sad.

Abian did not say anything more and immediately stopped his breakfast which was not finished. Abian stood up and left who passed Zee.

"If guests. Why did you tell me to come to this house?" zee's question made Abian stop his steps without turning his body.

"You don't have a lecture. So leave later you are late," said Abian divert the discussion.

"There are some important files still living in the house. I'm going to pick him up and I don't think I'm going home" said Zee, who went straight past Abian and Abian, just keeping quiet to see Zee leave. Abian's facial expression was not legible at all.

"It's so annoying. His words in front of the crowd were very different. If it's just the two of me," said Zee in his heart who was upset by Abian's cold attitude towards him.

Zee continued to babble while walking towards the door and regrettably Zee opened the door. But Zee is surprised by a woman who wants to knock on the door who else if the woman is not Syira that makes her eyes widened and Syira is also shocked by Zee who is in Abian's house.

"Shya!" it wasn't Zee who said. But it was Abian who stood behind Zee and made Zee see his back. Not knowing how Zee felt when he saw Abian and Syira who looked at each other with meaningful eyes and he was in the middle of the 2 people.

Until a few minutes look at each other as if they do not think Zee is in the middle of them. Until finally Abian woke up.

"You, you..." Abian looked nervous.

"I want to talk to you" Syira said in a cold voice.

Abian looks confused. He looked towards Zee who might have just realized there was Zee there. However Zee who definitely felt pain in his heart sighed and chose to leave. In order for the 2 people to be satisfied with everything they want and prayer itself does not want to be a bully.

Syira only saw the departure of Zee who came out of the gate of the house that stopped the Taxi.

"What's the matter Syira?" ask Abian.

"You really continued your marriage with her. You even brought her to live with you instead of thinking how to talk to mom and dad. So that they can forgive you and our relationship continues with what we have planned. Your edge seems not to feel guilty by taking him to live with you," said Syira who apparently still expects a good relationship with Abian.

Abian sighed by closing his eyes that could not say anything more and just let Syira complain with all what she felt she wanted to reveal to Abian.

Asyifa, Rafa, Shofia, Shania, Ardian, xender were having breakfast as usual. The breakfast was a bit bad indeed. Even Aqela has gone to school.

"Ashypha. Is there some difficulty in your womb?" ask Shofia.

"No mah, even Asyifa was greatly facilitated by her baby" replied Asyifa.

"God, it seems like this mother's grandson is a very good son later. Not wanting to trouble others. Mama prayed that the baby would be healthy" said Shofia.

"Amin mah, we just pray for the best" said Asyifa.

"You too Rafa. Must help Asyifa in taking care of the fetus in her birth," said Shofia.

"That's definitely mah. Just ask Asyifa. I'm the most bothered" said Rafa.

"Yes, the most dear wife," said Shania to make others smile.

"Assynnya!" suddenly Zee came up with a greeting.

"Walaikum salam," said everything simultaneously.

"Zee what are you doing here?" ask Shania.

"Zee's House. Emang can not go home," said Zee who immediately sat making everyone wonder with Zee.

"It's not so Zee. You are surprised to come home suddenly. Just yesterday your husband's stuff, already playing home," said Ardi was surprised by his sister-in-law.

"You can't be like Zee's little boy who has nothing to play home with" Xander said.

"What the hell is pah. People want to go home a lot of questions. Zee just wants to go home. That's why ribet is very surprising, dehut" said Zee who even more upset.

"You are the one who makes people wonder all of a sudden. Go home. Why are you coming home?" ask Rafa.

"Ahhhhh come on, I'm going upstairs. Go to sleep. Still sleepy," said Zee who immediately stood up from the seat and immediately went and did not become breakfast when he had wanted breakfast.

"Dam!" call Shofia and Zee does not listen to the mother and continues in her footsteps.

"Why the child" said Shofia.

"He thinks he's not married at all times, who does everything he wants to do with pleasure" Shania said.

"Is Zee and Abian's brother no problem huh. That's why Zee just went home," inner Asyifa was full of confusion.

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