The Crack of a Glass

Chapter 4: Being a legal wife ...

After the completion of the qobul ijab, Close and Azzura are now in the pelaminan. Receiving congratulations and prayers from the invited guests.

Azzura kept a friendly smile to greet one by one the invited guests who congratulated him and said prayers. Occasionally Close glanced at him with a difficult-to-arthen look when he saw his true smile to the invited guests.

His heart immediately warmed and was eager to embrace the body of the hijab-wearing and beautiful-eyed girl.

"I miss your sincere smile so much, Zu."

But that sincere smile instantly faded as his eyes flashed with Close. In the midst of the festivities, Quin's mind continues to be covered with worry and anxiety about his mother who is now in the operating room.

Looking at her who looked agitated, Close wanted to embrace her slender waist to just calm her down but as fast as lightning Azzura brushed off that hand and kept a little distance.

Inevitably the aftermath of his rejection instantly made a direct close of emotion. But he covered it with his cool attitude.

Damnit damnit!! How dare he take my hand away!

During a photo session with his extended family, he was forced to smile as sweetly as possible to cover up his anxiety at the thought of his mother.

After finishing taking pictures, Momy Liodra invited her to sit at one of the tables and took her food.

"Darling, eat first, son. Momy noticed that you look worried and your face looks pale. Momy worried you were why."

"Mom, I'm fine. It's just, I'm worried about mom. Is this party still a long time Mom?" ask Zu.

"Dear, it's gonna be over soon" replied Momy.

"Mom, let me go to the hospital, yes, after this party is over," please Zu.

"Yes Dear. Hope your mother's operation goes well. Momy's just going to swipe in tomorrow" Momy said.

"It's okay, Mom and thank you." Zu breathed a sigh of relief and could smile a little.

While Close who was at another table occasionally glanced at Momy and his wife. Even his eyes seemed to not want to escape for a second. His mind wondered what they were discussing.

You are now my legal wife. You will not be able to wart and I am free to treat you in my own way.

"Close, congratulations. I didn't expect you and Azzura to be a match when you hated them so much" Mizan said.

"I didn't expect it either" said Sammy.

"You guys think I like it huh!!" his jolt, instead his heart said different things. "It's all because Momy forced me to marry him. You know, if I only love Laura and not that country girl!!" clearly with a feeling of annoyance.

Both Mizan and Sammy, both can only shake their heads to hear the words of their business friends and colleagues.

While Laura who was sitting beside him was also irritated. Not without reason because Momy and Dady even Gisel looks very fond of Azzura.

"Darling, don't look let it go. He seems to be a sneaky one too. It's smart to take Momy, Dady and Gisel's heart. Though Gisel is very difficult to be close to anyone," said Close to Laura.

"Darling, I want you to take me home later" whined Laura.

"Well," said Close.

"Oh yeah, Close, Laura. Me and Sammy said goodbye" Mizan stood up and shook Close's hand. "Whatever it is, congratulations to you, bro."

Close simply nodded and shook his friend's hand back. Afterwards Mizan and Sammy approached Azzura who was seen chatting with his coworkers.

"Zu," said Mizan and Sammy.

"G ... Sam, Zan ..." Zu reprimanded with a smile.

"Congratulations, Zu," said Sammy and Mizan alternately.

"Thank you for taking your time to attend my wedding and Close" he said.

"Together Zu. We're all good-bye."

Zu simply nodded and returned to his seat.

A few hours passed precisely at 13:00 finally the party was round as well. The party only lasts from morning until noon. With a slow step, Azzura immediately approached the elevator and pressed the number 5. Just as the elevator door was about to close, he was shocked when someone's hand held the iron door.

Closeup.

Azzura sighed and looked indifferent. Protest is also free. At the end of it, he will definitely receive words that are not pleasant to hear.

The two were both silent in the elevator. But still Close continued to look at him and was eager to hug Azzura.

Tingg ...

The elevator doors opened as well as resuscitated Close and immediately quickly set their eyes forward. After that, both of them headed to the same room.

Shortly after being in the room, Azzura immediately grabbed his bag and paper bag, because in a hurry, his legs tripped and almost fell but swiftly Close caught him and hugged him tightly.

Realizing that she was in a close embrace, she pushed her husband's chest softly. While Close he felt his chest back beating fast.

Close took it off. As soon as Close took it off, he picked up his bag and paper bag and headed to the bathroom and then locked the door tightly.

He immediately released the danger along with other accessories, then immediately clean the remnants of make that is still attached to his face.

After feeling completely clean, she immediately put on her clothes and put on her hijab.

When he wanted to check his phone, the bathroom door was knocked down by Close.

Dorrrr .. dorrr ... dorrr ...

Dorr ... dorrr ... dorrr ...

"Sasar has no morals" his grunts then put his phone back in his bag.

He hurriedly picked up his wedding dress and went to the door and opened it.

"A long time anyway?! Just saw a fancy bathroom, huh? Until it stays inside? You shack!!!" hina Close with a hostile look.

Azzura just kept quiet and chose to walk towards the sofa and re-fold the bride and groom and put all the accessories on top of the kebaya.

"Hopefully, mom's operation is going well," he murmured. He went to the balcony and called Nanda again. Only on the first ring did the call connect.

"Cumshall, Nanda. What about the operation? Is it going well?" tanyakanya.

"Alhamdulillah, Zu's running smoothly, now the mother has been transferred to the VIP nursery in ward 3 no 5," replied Nanda.

"Thank God, I'll be there soon. Sorry I didn't get to answer your call."

"It's okay, Zu. Yes, I'm waiting for you, yes" replied Nanda and then decided on a phone call.

Zu didn't realize, since Close was watching him and wondered whose wife he was talking to.

Instantly he felt his blood boiling and felt a little jealous.

Just as Zu turned around, he was very surprised as Close gave a sharp look at him. Without her husband's warning, she grabbed him by the cheek.

"Having talked to who you are, huh!!" snapped it.

"Close .. freelin," he wrote.

"Java!!! Who did you call?!!" snapped again. "What's with a man?!" the accusation.

"My coworker, Nanda," I'm his.

"Be careful if you lie!" her wrath then took her grip off Zu's cheek then snatched her phone and checked the outgoing call.

After checking out the list of outgoing calls, he smiled faintly and looked back at Azzura, then handed the flat object to her. He turned to want to go back to the room, but his steps were restrained when Azzura expressed his intention.

"Close .. I'd like to ask permission to go home for a moment. What can?" ask Zu.

"Whatever!" he said without looking at it.

Azzura shook her head and just smiled.

"All right, I'm saying goodbye" Zu said, grabbing his bag and paper bag on the table and leaving the presidential suite.

Shortly after being in the hotel lobby, he asked Yoga to drive him back to the hospital.

"Yoga ... please take me to the hospital, yes" he asked.

"Nor No ..."

"Zu or Zura only," cut Zu and then review the smile.

"Ah yes, Zu," continued Yoga and nodded.

While on the way to the hospital, Azzura was silent and occasionally stared at the car window.

In silence, Yoga opens its voice. "Zu, congratulations on your marriage and Mr. Close" said Yoga.

"Yes. Thank you, Yoga. Pray for me and Close. May our household in the future be well" he said with a smile.

"Aamiin .." continued Yoga and then glanced at him.

Somehow he felt pity as he looked at the face of his boss' wife. Although he smiled and looked fine, but still the look of his eyes and face held a deep sadness.

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