Women At the End of the Dusk

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Jakarta city air is fairly bad due to pollution caused by motor vehicles, even as a result of the number of vehicles making the capital of the Indonesian state often jammed on almost every road.

Alham's four-wheeled vehicle drove through the streets of the capital. He who was sitting in the steering wheel kept looking to the side to see a face line that was so beautiful for him to look at.

"Why see me?" asked Azalia because she felt she was being noticed.

"You're beautiful" he said. "But you're the only one I see after we get married. I'm sorry, yeah. I promise after this you want to tell me and do not be harbored alone. Ok?" he grabbed the hand of his wife

Azalia smiled. "I'm sorry about you, though. I was dieting, intentionally" he said.

"I don't believe it. From now on, you can no longer diet. Eating should be regular and should not eat carelessly let alone instant noodles. I often see you in the middle of the night to the kitchen just to eat the noodles, even though at home there is no stock. Did you stall in the room?" ask Alham.

"Yes. It's nothing, really. I'm used to it."

"Although begi–"

"Yes, yeah. I won't eat instant noodles again unless you allow." The round-eyed woman immediately cut off her husband's words because she knew what was going to come from the lips of the man in black.

Alham felt anxious and scrambled his wife's hair. This infuriated Azalia and threw out her husband's hand. He who does not want to argue can only grumble and his lips are muttering, making Alham laugh out loud.

"The focus is not laughing, instead" Azalia upset.

"Yes, Honey. I'm focused on this, focused on you" Alham teased.

"Apaan, anyway." Azalia tried to cover her blushing face by staring out through the windshield of the car beside her. Alham smiled at that.

Today, it will be the most memorable day for the wife. Whatever his wife said, he would follow the important sweet smile Azalia kept plastered on her thin lips.

After a while through the streets are quite empty, finally the couple arrived in a minimalist shophouse building, because it has been renovated by someone who is not known by the owner.

Azalia stared in wonder at the building in front of her, even she was also observing around. "Why you?" ask Alham who was standing next to him.

"You didn't have the wrong address, did you? It's really my shop, isn't it?" Azalia was still astonished.

How not, the store building is not this good. Indeed, he rarely goes to the store because he prefers to go to the orphanage without anyone's knowledge, except Rafka because it is his former lover who often brought there.

"No, kok. Wh why? Is something wrong?" ask Alham again, then follow Azalia's point of view. "This is your store address, honey," he continued.

Azalia felt blushed by the call of Alham. He then cleared his throat to relieve the awkwardness. "Don't joke, deh. The address should be here. Why did the building change? Am I broke and my friends don't tell me?" He began to think of the non-existent.

"Azalia, look at me. This is your shop, your friends are inside. This store is now officially yours because Papa bought it. He said you rented this building because the owner didn't want to sell. But, Papa you have bought it and renovated this building," said Alham.

He felt that there were a million feelings that could not be expressed through words because he had a wife like Azalia. Her heart was very fragile despite Azalia trying to look strong. His heart was soft like cotton, the social soul of the woman in front of him was very high.

"But, last time I came here, take friends for a walk. That fast time it was renovated? We're even on Bunaken Island for three days. In that period of time Papa can solve everything?" cecar Azalea's.

"Ask it to Papa. I was also just told by my assistant that your store was renovated. He told you the day before we left."

"And you didn't tell me?! Wicked you!" Azalia immediately left Alham without listening to any explanation.

"Jeez, crave again? Are all women like this?" muttered Alham.

He who was still engrossed with his mind was shocked because of the screams of the wife. "Bawain!"

Alham sighed harshly, then scratched his non-itchy head. "Patience, patience. Another sensitive boy," he murmured again and immediately followed the orders given.

......to be continued ...........

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