The Step Sister of Tiri

23. Contract house

One week Ayman has been living at her in-laws' house. Today he will take his wife away and live in a rented house that Mama Aisyah has prepared. Houses that are far from the word luxury, the roof there are some that are hollow, as well as the walls. The floor is just ground. It's really sad.

Ayman's birth mother really intended for Zayna not to feel at home. However, the woman was wrong because the son-in-law was a strong person. Zayna won't be so easily bullied.

Ayman nodded heavily. Her mother was absolutely outrageous this time. It's fair that the woman is very insistent if Zayna is not at home. Let alone his wife, everyone will not feel at home living here.

"I'm sorry, yes, the house is like this" said Ayman, who felt guilty.

"It's okay, as long as you can be with you, anywhere will feel comfortable" Zayna said with a smile.

Ayman was touched by what his wife said. If only his mother could see the goodness that was in Zayna, they certainly did not need to experience the ridiculous thing that is now. There will be a time when they meet and the man hopes his mother and wife can get along.

"Come, comein!" bring Ayman.

They entered the room closest to the living room. In this house there are two rooms and one bathroom located near the kitchen. There are no electronic devices at all, not even televisions. The two clean the house together. Zayna was so deft in this job that it was all done quickly.

"Mas, I'm out for a while, yeah.At home there's nothing. I want to buy vegetables for a while, just like other spices," said Zayna.

"Oh yeah, come on, I'll take it with me."

"What's the place far away, ma'am?"

Ayman is confused to answer what because he himself does not know the environment around here. He should have asked Uncle Doni first.

"I'm .. I don't know because I haven't been shopping. All this time I've been buying outside" Ayman told a lie.

"Yes, come on, let's find it!" They both left the house.

When a neighbor passed by, Zayna asked where the nearest vegetable seller was. The woman explained that the place was not far away. Both decided to walk. In the middle of the road suddenly there was a greeting.

"Assalamualaikum, new neighbor, yes, ma'am," said a woman whose hands were filled with gold bracelets and a neck adorned with a long necklace. Said people usually called the walking gold shop.

"Waalaikumsalam, yes, ma'am," Zayna said with a smile.

"New bride, huh? Sticky, until forgot the same around. Others also have husbands, not just that" said the woman cynically as she glanced at Ayman's hand holding Zayna.

Zayna briefly frowned, but then normalized her expression. He was used to dealing with women like this, always bothered with other people's affairs to the point of forgetting his family.

"Yes, Mom, but we're normal, not very friendly. I was looking for a vegetable seller and my husband to drop me off because I didn't know where to shop" Zayna said calmly. The woman looked furious hearing that.

"You live in the house that was about to collapse? Do you want to live in a house like that? Better to find people who can make our lives fulfilled, rich is better. Nothing if it is aged, the important thing is to live a good and secure life," he said at length because he wanted to poison Zayna's mind.

Ayman could hear the mother's words. It seems like it is not appreciated at all. How not, here she is, but it poisons Zayna's mind in search of a rich husband. However, he was relieved to hear the reply from his wife.

"Alhamdulillah even though I live with all the shortcomings, as long as I am with my husband, I am happy. Moreover, having a sholeh husband can lead me to a better path. Of course anyone will be happy because we are not only together in the world. God will definitely unite us later in the afterlife" replied Zayna who actually made the woman grow furious.

"Oh, your holy-sucker. You're just gonna spit it out, right? Let's say nice lady. Now it's all expensive, where there are women who want to be difficult today."

"Excuse me, yes, ma'am. It's almost noon, we have to go shopping. Assalamualaikum." Zayna and Ayman left immediately before the woman spoke any longer.

"Waalaikumsalam," answered the woman. "But really, that woman. Poor is arrogant" the mother grumbled that Ayman and Zayna could still hear.

The husband and wife could only shake his head. Who is really arrogant here? Zayna's feelings are ordinary. It was precisely the woman who felt the most righteous and knew everything.

Once at the place of the vegetable seller, Zayna chose one tie of spinach and one kilo of chicken. There are no refrigerators at home so they can't keep anything for longer. Everything you buy is for one cook only.

"It's over, Mom. Let's go home!"

Ayman who nodded without taking out a word. The man held his wife's hand on the way home. It just made her feel so happy. The more days, their relationship grew closer. Ayman hopes that in Zayna's heart, feelings for her grow even if only a little.

"Assalamualaikum," said a man when the two were almost at home.

"Getishalight."

"Father and Mother, who occupy the house on the other end?" asked the man while pointing towards Ayman's house.

"Yes, Sir. What's up?"

"Look, I'm the head of RT here. Father, have not yet reported to me and your relationship. We just don't want our territory to have a forbidden relationship" RT said.

"oh, yes, sir. Sorry for my delay. Later I will come at once to bring some files for the report," said Ayman who felt bad.

"Yes, Sir. I wait at home. My house over there is painted blue."

Ayman nodded and said, "I'll come after this.

"I'll excuse you then. Assalamualaikum."

"Getishalight."

Ayman and Zayna continue their journey. "You're home by yourself is okay, right? I'm going to RT's first."

"It's okay, Mom. I'll cook too, we'll eat together."

Ayman nodded with a smile. It's great to have a wife like Zayna, who always keeps her feelings at ease.

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