WRONG MARRIAGE
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“Your sister has a lot of treasures, do you know your brother's job?”
“Why don't you ask him directly?”
“I already know what your sister's job is. And I just asked if you knew it or not.”
Elijah turned to look toward Zalfa. “I don't know what my brother's job is. Looks like he's working with his friend, buying and selling cars, and. And it seems like he also works at a company. I don't understand either. He hasn't had a steady job all this time. He works as he pleases. This month he sells cars, next month it could be in the property field, and next month again I don't know what. I am tired of asking about his work. Obviously he has a lot of money. Uda, that's aja.”
Zalfa. Even Elijah was less aware of his own brother's work. “Ya. I'll stay first. It's malem. You rest.”
Elijah did not answer. His eyes returned to his painting. His smile broadened.
Zalfa smiled at Elijah who looked so proud of his painting. He walked out of the room, and now his destination was his room. But only a few steps left the stairs, he passed Arkhan. The man looked down at the screen of his phone.
“Where are you going?” zalfa asked, making Arkhan's steps stop right in front of him.
Arkhan raised his face, looking at the woman whose beauty was extraordinary. “Out.”
“Where?”
Arkhan. “Should I report to you wherever I go?”
“I'm your wife.”
Arkhan. It was always that sentence that became a weapon for Zalfa.
“I deserve to know where you're going. It's past midnight and you're still going out of the house? Where'd youd go? What are you going to do in the morning like this?” berondong Zalfa who wants to know all the activities of her husband. She wanted her husband to do only the positive things that God wanted.
“Do not think negatively. Do you think I'm going to run off to meet another woman? No, Zalfa. I'm not that kind of man,” Arkhan replied firmly.
“At least I never put negative thoughts about you, I just want to know. Yes, that's it. Am I wrong?” soft Zalfa.
Arkhan took a deep breath. He was intending to make a transaction, how could he possibly say that to Zalfa. The woman had a myriad of postulates that she kept in her head that she took through the scriptures, and the postulate she would mention to forbid her intentions if she told the truth.
“I'll meet Reza,” Arkhan replied finally.
Arkhan's expression started to be unfriendly. There are many questions from Zalfa. Is this how Zalfa would restrict activities unknown to him?
“For work,” replied Arkhan then stepped up but his steps stopped seeing Zalfa blocking in front.
“Besok. It's past midnight. There's no urgent stuff, right?”
“Zalfa, don't interfere too much in my affairs!”
“I'm your wife.”
Again Zalfa mentioned that phrase. And Arkhan seemed to budge every time the woman mentioned the same sentence.
“Your business is my business,” continued Zalfa. “I do not forbid you to know all my activities, and if necessary I will make a report for you whatever I do every day. Would you like to do the same?”
“What the fuck? Don't be like a child!”
“I care about you.”
Arkhan. Those words were like making his blood flow stop.
“Don't go, accompany me!” said Zalfa who somehow felt uncomfortable with Arkhan's departure at an unnatural time. There are no positive and beneficial activities done at such times outside the home except urgent work. And Arkhan doesn't have an urgent job.
Arkhan's flushed expression began to return to normal. “You want me to sleep?”
“Ya.”
Arkhan turned his footsteps back towards the room. Zalfa.
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