The Girl Who Shared Belongs to Mr. Zola

Towards Change

“Rahma back!” zola shouted in disbelief. When Arrahma left him. But when he wanted to pursue his wife, Hanza stopped him.

“Let's just! I'll be here for you!” she leaned back in Zola's hand.

Zola's anger added. The man immediately let go of Hanza's spoiled hand. “Lease!” The man ran after his wife. He had to wait for the elevator to open.

“Agrhhh!” he waited for the elevator to open again. The man decided to use the emergency stairs.

“Do not until Rahma goes!” he said while wiping the sweat that soaked his face.

Zola is confused to find the whereabouts of his wife. Because the hospital is large and large.

Be fat! He forgot that on his phone there was a tracking app. Which is connected to Arrahma's.

“Where is he? And I have to find him where?” Zola grabbed her hair rough. However, he tried to find his wife, from the hospital canteen. Until the last one in the park.

The vast garden was so quiet, at night. The man turned his eyes around her. Nothing, Zola stared at the clock in her hand.

“Jam ten,” he said with a heavy sigh. This guy didn't realize that— was a little far behind him. There was a figure of a girl sitting on a garden chair alone.

His ears faintly heard the sound of a prank. Making Zola turn her body around, along with that, the girl who was none other than Arrahma. Rise up from his seat and leave the garden.

Zola found no one, for some reason she felt that the prank had belonged to her wife.

“Rahma!” call him while stepping his feet into the chair that was made to sit Arrahma.

“Tongue what is you?” ask again with a louder voice.

Zola felt her screams no one heard. He decided to go back to his father's room. The man got into the elevator. “Maybe she's back in her in-laws' room,”.

Zola stuck his head in, he didn't find his wife. The man glanced at his father who was asleep the effects of the medicine. His feet stepped towards the hospital bathroom, apparently nonexistent. There was a worry for his wife.

His eyes stared at the gift box tied to a ribbon rope. It was his, which he got from his wife.

“Don't be angry and don't punish me! For a few days, if I make a mistake. Body feels crumpled because sleeping on the sofa continues.”

“And this is a gift for you, because it was this morning. His morning prayers without making me nag,” said Arrahma while putting the gift on his lap. With a big smile that made Zola's heart beat.

“I'm not a kid,” said Zola putting the box on the table.

Zola recalled the conversation with his wife. Before Hanza came. The burly hand picked up the gift box that he had not opened. One pull, the ribbon strap immediately fell on his sneakers. Zola opened slowly, covering the box. A set of prayer tools, prayer mats, sarongs, cocoa clothes and peci. And a book called Blink.

Zola was silent, knowing what she was feeling right now. “Where are you, Arrahma?” Zola threw her body onto the sofa.

In a dark room, this girl was crying in fear. How not! If he's, trapped in the morgue. Someone had planned something evil on him.

“Tolonggg! Please I'm hiks,” he shouted while banging on the door.

“Whoever is there, help me! Eject me!” he shouted back, glancing around. With a feeling of fear, the girl cried.

“Aa, what is this doing?” she said she remembered the threat Zola gave her before she decided to leave her husband.

“I'm disappointed with you hiks ..hiks ... hiks!”

This was the first time Arrahma had prejudiced against her husband.

TBC...