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Some time driving through the streets of the capital that jammed it has become commonplace, now both have arrived at the residence of Alham's parents.
Azalia jumped when one of her hands was held by Alham. "Both of my parents don't know why we got married. They know we love each other" whispered Alham flatly.
Azalia sighed harshly because back she had to do acting being a wife who loved her husband. Both entered the luxurious house.
"Bi, where's Mama and Papa?" tanya Alham when in the family room only found a housekeeper.
"Oh, it's in the backyard, sir," replied his housekeeper.
Without further ado, he headed straight for the backyard.
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"Pa, Mama's happy to finally get married. May their household be well."
"Hopefully, Ma. Papa also hopes so."
A couple who are no longer young are enjoying their time together. Just having a child makes both of them feel they are in old age.
Both of them looked up when someone called. "Well, why are you guys here? Instead of spending time together first," said Mama Tina while hugging her daughter-in-law.
"We plan to stay apart from Mama and Papa. Didn't Papa give us a house as a wedding present? Will lose if it's not occupied." Alham is straight to the point.
The atmosphere around him felt cold just one sentence from Alham. An awkward feeling enveloped them, but Mama Tina immediately tried to melt the atmosphere.
"Yes, that's right. You better sit down. Oh, yeah, how are you, honey? Well, thank you for not hurting you, right?" Mama Tina turned to her daughter-in-law who just quietly listened.
"I'm good, Ma. Mr. Alham, he .. he also treated me well," Azalia replied with a smile.
"Why does Mr Alham call him?" Mama Tina stared in wonder.
"He's my former student. Never mind, I want to clean up first. Mama just give me the key to her." After saying that, Alham went to the room leaving a million questions in the minds of his parents.
'They are not husband and wife in general. There must be something hidden by the boy, ' Inner Papa Bayu sat holding the newspaper.
"Darling, you're no longer marahan, are you?" ask Mama Tina.
"No, M–ma. Maybe Mr. Alham is just tired because of—"
"Oh, because last night. Mama Understand, newlyweds are. Mama pray that you guys are happy always, yes," said Mama Tina affectionately.
Azalia nodded despite hesitation. 'Forgive me, Ma. But this marriage is only a year. Hopefully after that day comes, Mama can get a good daughter-in-law who is also loved by her inner child, Mama.
***
"What were you talking about when I went to my room?" ask Alham.
Currently, the two had headed for the residence that would be the place where they returned home from the tiredness of the move.
"No. Just chatting normally," Azalia said as she stared outside. Look at the towering buildings.
"Stop, Sir. Stop jerking!" azalia exclaimed as soon as she passed her shop which was still in the process of developing.
"What's wrong?"
"I'll get down here. Mr. please go ahead. There's still something I need to finish. You take it easy, my home address is already cantongi." Azalia came out without waiting for her husband to speak.
He misses his efforts. He misses the talk of his employees. Let him be called a wicked wife or any other term. Wasn't her husband more cruel than anyone?
Alham was still observing his wife, but all he saw was Azalia standing in front of a small clothing store that read Azalia Shop.
Alham's forehead frowned when he saw the name of the store. "Is that his shop?" muttered.
Afterwards, he sees Azalia being hugged by two women and invites her in. "Maybe it's hers." He returned to his car without hesitation.
***
"Congratulations on her marriage, Ms. Lia. Sorry, we didn't get there yesterday because we were busy here. Many incoming orders continue to have to check the fabric material used the same factory as well. Anyway very busy, even though they want to attend," said Lala— Azalia employee.
"There must be a lot of good food" said Fitri who got a tab on his shoulder.
"Food is thought!" pissed Lala.
"Easy-after. I'll buy lunch later. Work spirit!" azalia clenched both her hands.
Azalia was happy, finally she could smile and laugh without burden. Perhaps, he would spend a lot of time in this place. It just so happened that the store was two floors up and the top floor was a house.
After lunch, Azalia took a break.
***
In the new residence of Alham, he was tidying his clothes in a closet. Meanwhile, the wife's suitcase he left in front of the door of the room next to him.
"Capek even if only arrange clothes. Order food first. Let's get some rest soon. Cook also must have no food supplies."
Quickly his finger surfed over the flat screen. Then, lay down on the bed while waiting.
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*What about Rafka now? Won't you wonder? Same author also curious hihihi ðŸ¤