The Crack of a Glass

Chapter 24: We are like strangers ...

Hearing the hanging answer from Nanda, Yoga simply shook his fist.

"Already ah, let's eat first," Zu bargained then took out the food box from the paper bag and gave it to Yoga and Nanda. He himself wanted to feed his mother.

While eating, they interspersed in small chats and occasionally seemed to be joking. Until finally Yoga again expressed his desire to vacation together to the top this weekend.

"Zu," call Yoga.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Do you want to go on holiday this weekend to the top?" ask Yoga. "So we talked about it with mom."

Azzura looked at mother for a moment while smiling.

"May deh, because I do have a plan to take the mother there, just the condition of the mother is not possible so I had time to postpone it," he explained and agreed.

"We went with Brother Farhan and Brother Aida as well. That is to ensure the health condition of the mother remains stable if something happens to her," explained Yoga.

"Yes you're right. Yes, it's our weekend to the top." Azzura looked back at his mother. "Hows it? Are you happy?" zu asked and went back to feed his mother.

Mom just nodded with a happy face.

"Yoga, we need to talk after this" Zu suggested.

As if understanding what Azzura was trying to say, Yoga nodded then smiled.

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Leaving Yoga, Azzura, Nanda and mom. At this time Close seemed still on his way to the Azzura residence.

His mind drifted back to thinking about his wife. All he had in mind now was to wish his wife was in his house.

A few minutes passed, finally he arrived at the minimalist two-story house. After parking his car in the yard, he got out of his vehicle and walked to the door.

"Sleeping?" he knocked on the door a few times.

His eyebrows clutched again when the door did not open. He knocked again on the door but the same thing made of wood remained unopened.

Not long after, someone rebuked him.

"Sorry son, Azzura isn't in that house."

Close immediately turned to look at the person who was reprimanding him.

"Can I know where he's going?" ask Close with curiosity.

"Lack of knowing too, son. Azzura only comes to this house once a week. It's just to clean the house, too" explained the middle-aged mother.

"Didn't her parents live here with her?" ask Close again.

The middle-aged mother commented a smile.

"They live together, it's just that Azzura's father has been dead for a long time and his mother is still in hospital" explained the middle-aged mother again.

Deg ....

So he doesn't have a papa? Is his mother sick and being treated?

His heart immediately slipped upon hearing an explanation from Azzura's neighbor.

"May I know where his mother is being treated?"

"Lack of knowing too, son. You see, we haven't had time to ask Azzura, either" explained the mother again.

Close just nodded and bowed lethargic.

His parents' asses were not seen on our wedding day. So that's what made him look uneasy during the reception? When he asked for permission, he went to the hospital to visit his mother?

Close could only wonder and guess in his inner self while rubbing his face violently. He again wanted to ask, Azzura's mother is sick what? But the middle-aged mother had already entered his house.

"What's her mother hurt?" muttered Close and looked at the house. A flash of his memory returned six months ago when he came to Azzura in the house.

Giving threats and not hesitate to hurt the hijab girl even though she has not been a wife. Even after legitimately being his wife he still did the same.

Disappointed he left the Azzura residence and decided to go to Mizan's apartment as well as his business partner.

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"Zu, do you want to say something," asked Yoga while looking at him.

"Yes, Yoga, if we're going to the top this weekend, I'm going to have to give up on Close and my in-laws" Zu said.

"Alright because that's your right" Yoga replied with a smile.

"Thank you, Yoga. You always take the time to come to visit your mother. Sorry for cutting your time with your friends, "sorry Zu.

"It's okay" said Yoga. A second later it sprang to his mind to ask about his marriage and Close.

"Zu."

"Hm." Azzura's gaze turned forward without looking.

"Can I ask you something? I'm sorry if I'm a little presumptuous and this is a little privacy" said Yoga, but he seemed hesitant.

Azzura knitted his brows then sighed for a moment and seemed to think.

"What do you want to ask?" azzura asked without turning his eyes forward.

"About your marriage and Mr. Close. But I'm not going to force you if you don't want to answer" Yoga added.

Azzura immediately bowed to the words Yoga. Between wanting to answer and not. But for the last six months only Yoga and Nanda is where he often complained despite only complaining properly.

With trembling hands, Azzura grasped Yoga hands tightly. Azzura's actions made him shocked and nervous.

"Yoga, even though we are new to it, I already consider you as my sister, just like Brother Farhan and doctor Aida," Zu said without directly answering questions from Yoga. "I feel like I really have a complete brother" Zu continued with teary eyes.

Azzura took off her hand from Yoga, closed her eyes for a moment and took a deep breath before answering the curiosity of her husband's assistant.

"Yoga, my marriage and Close are not what you think. We got married because we were both forced to. As his assistant you already know exactly if Close already has a lover," explained Zu.

"Then?"

"Yes, we got married without any love. Close accepted me for momy's coercion while I accepted her for needing money. We live in a house but we are like strangers. I actually got married on condition. At first I just wanted to borrow some money from Momy, but instead momy offered me to marry Close and momy promised to pay for all the surgery and medical expenses of the mother at that time on the condition that I would marry Close. Since I had no choice and I was desperate, I finally agreed to momy's terms," Zu explained with his head bowed.

"Zu" said Yoga, who was looking at him. "Is that why you're depressed?" continues asking.

"No," Zu lied. "I'm just worried about mom."

"So since you've been married up to this point, Mr. Close has never met a mother?" tanya Yoga and answered with just a nod of Azzura's head.

It turns out my guess is right.

"Have he ever been rude to you?" he asked because he was suspicious. Especially when several times he accidentally saw Azzura grimacing while holding his head and arms. There are often bruises on the head.

Azzura. "I can't possibly tell you about the KDRT problem in Yoga. It's just me, Nanda and Fahira's mother who know" he murmured inwardly.

Drttt .. drttt .. drttt ...

While still waiting for an answer from Azzura, Yoga's phone shook. He reached into his pants pocket and stared at the screen of his phone.

"Mother," she said. He glanced at Azzura then slightly moved away. After that he immediately answered the call from the mother.

"Yes hello, Bun?"

"Yoga, where are you, son?" ask mother.

"I'm in the hospital" he replied.

"Can you go to the hospital now? There are important things that you want to discuss with you," pinta mother.

"Yes, Bun, I can. I'll be there now."

"Mother wait yes," the mother's message and then disconnect the call.

As soon as the call ended, Yoga returned to Azzura.

"Zu, is it okay for me to stay? I have a little business. This is urgent" said Yoga, then chuckled.

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