The Crack of a Glass

The Crack of a Glass
Chapter 6: Self-consciousness ...



Bend day ...


At dawn, Azzura woke up early. After the morning prayer he made a warm tea for his mother then put it on the nightstand closet and grabbed his cell phone on the table.


"Hopefully momy is awake" he murmured and called the number of the in-laws.


On the third ring, his call was answered.


"Hallo ... What's up, son? How did you get up so early?" ask momy.


"It's okay, Mom. I just wanted to ask Mommy for permission. Allow Nanda to take two days off. Yes, Mom," she asked.


"Yes, Honey. Be able. Are you still at the hotel with Close?" his pedicab.


"No Mom, yesterday I had her permission" replied Zu.


"It's okay, son. Momy and Daddy are going to swipe at your mom later," she explained.


"Yes, Mom, thank you" said Zu. After that, he decided to call the phone.


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Laura's Apartment ....


When Close opened his eyes, he grabbed his phone at the nightstand and stared at the flat screen.


"5.30?!" He glanced at Laura who seemed to still be sound asleep beside him. Slowly she pulled out her blanket and went to the bathroom to clean herself from the remnants of her romance last night.


A few minutes later, he went to walk in closet to wear a change of clothes. After that, he left the room and went back to the hotel.


When he was on his way, he thought that Azzura must have been in a hotel room. He also grinned.


"I want to see where the limits of your patience are facing me. I will hurt you as freely and freely as I want. Because you have dared to disturb my relationship with Laura," he growled.


Shortly after, he arrived at the hotel. In a hurry he stepped quickly towards the elevator to take her to his room.


After attaching the access card, he opened the door and hoped Azzura would be in the room. But his expectations were not up to expectations.


The room was quiet and had been cleaned. Even Azzura's paper bag was still on the sofa of the room.


"Where is that barista girl?!" he nodded while clenching both of his hands. He put his body back on the soft bed and continued his sleep.


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9.00 AM ....


Mrs Liodra and Mr Kheil visited the J city hospital to visit the besan.


Tok ... tok ...


Azzura who had just tidied up my mother's skull set his gaze towards the door. He smiled when he knew who was coming.


"Mom, Daddy, you two?''


"Yes, son," said Momy and then approached Ms. Isma. "Bu Isma sorry, yesterday we did not have time to come to visit you," he regretted.


"Nothing, Ma'am," said Ms. Isma.


"How is Mom doing now?" ask Mr. Kheil.


"Alhamdulillah, I feel much better," replied Ms. Isma with a faint smile.


"Honey, take this, use it to meet all your mother's care needs" Momy said, giving her black card.


"Mom," said Zu. He hugged his father-in-law and cried. "I don't dare use it Mom. It's enough every month Momy pays for my mother's care" Zu said in a choked voice.


"But Honey ..." his words were cut because Zu interrupted immediately.


"Mom, thank you. Momy was kind enough to bear all the expenses of my mother's surgery. I don't expect more from Momy, just every month Momy pays for the mother's care" whispered Zu in her in-laws' arms.


Momy stroked his back then nodded.


"Zu .. If you need help from Daddy, don't hesitate to say it" said daddy.


"Thank you Dad," said Zu and broke his arms from Momy.


"But Mom ..."


"It's okay Honey, Momy's already hired two nurses to take care of your mother here" Momy explained.


Azzura approached his mother and grabbed her fingers. He felt it was hard to leave his mother even though there would be nurses who would take care of his mother.


Seeing the doubt on the princess's face, Ms. Isma rebuked him.


"Darling, go back to the hotel. Kasian. She must be worried waiting for you" said the mother.


"He won't worry about me mom and won't care at all" Zu said.


"All right, Mom, Dad. I'm going home now" she said.


After that, he grabbed his paper bag and left his mother's nursery.


While walking, his eyes looked empty. I don't know why he shuddered when he remembered Close.


"Either what would happen to me if the house was with that arrogant man. I have to be strong, have to hold on for mom's sake" he murmured.


He continued walking until his footsteps stopped in the parking lot. Lazily he put on his helmet, turned on the motor and started to drive it towards the hotel.


Twenty minutes later, he arrived at the hotel. Shortly after being in the doorway of the room with a bitter feeling he knocked on the object.


Tok ... tok ....


Close who seemed to be sipping his cigarette immediately approached the door and opened it.


"Where have you been, huh!!!!" he then pulled Azzura's hair covered with her hijab.


"You said, permission to go home, but last night I was from there and you weren't there" he growled and pushed Azzura to the side of the bed.


"Ssssttt ..." ringisnya while wiping the jidat.


Feeling unsatisfied, Close clutched his cheek again. "Say!!! Where were you yesterday, huh!!!" he snapped again while tightening his jaw.


"Le-lepasin," pinta Zu stammered while holding Close's hand.


Close grinned and then took off his grip on Azzura's cheek and pushed back.


"Prepare. We'll live in the house I bought. Never expect anything from me, for I will never regard you as a wife but only a stranger. Remember ... I married you not because of my will but because of Mommy's desire. Don't worry, I'll never touch you not even lusting after a village woman like you. We'll sleep in different rooms" he asserted with complete confidence.


Azzura simply commented a smile cynically.


Miris ...


That's what he felt. Even he did not want a single room with such an arrogant man. Azzura just nodded in silence and slowly stood up and walked over to the sofa.


"It is good that we will sleep in different rooms" he murmured inwardly.


Close looked in wonder at Azzura who looked relaxed even a single drop of her tears did not


fall over.


"Hurry and pack your things!" resounding.


"I only carry paper bags. Just give me the address of the house. I'll be there on my bike. I'm self-conscious, I don't deserve a car with you and it's going to embarrass you" Zu said, lowering his face.


Close was stunned and did not dwell on hearing Azzura's words. Exasperated, he wrote down the address of the house and gave it to Azzura.


After grabbing the paper, Azzura grabbed both of his paper bags.


"All right, I go first" he said, leaving the hotel room.


He wanted to cry when he heard all of Close's words, but he didn't because he had promised himself.


"Do you know Close? your words earlier, have indirectly dropped one talaq on me," murmured Zu.


Azzura returns to his home to pack his clothes and will continue to the home address Close gave him.


While Close who was still in the hotel room looked pensive at the thought of Azzura's usual attitude.


One thing he only realized was, the clothes that Azzura was wearing yesterday still remained the same.


"Where exactly was that barista girl last night?"


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