
“Thank you for your defense of me in front of Ms. Fatima and Faisal. I feel so flattered, proud, and happy for your attitude,”, Zalfa said despite the fact that his heart was still upset over the effects of the emotions Arkhan felt to make him feel almost dead sitting in the car.
Arkhan remained silent, staring at Zalfa with an unchanging look from now on.
“But not all your problems should be solved with anger,” continued Zalfa again. “You may be angry at Ms. Fatima, even I am very angry at her actions. But does your anger still have to continue to be nurtured until the effect ends badly on me, the person you defend?”
“Then I have to what?” Arkhan flat.
“I completely understand your anger, Arkhan. And I'm grateful for that, but it's not like this, is it? Enough, no longer continue your anger that can-can all be targeted. After I felt almost dead in the next car glass, what else?”
“Is this a problem for you?”
“Sure. Can you understand me? I really don't like indiscriminate anger. I don't like roughness. I've even asked you many times to keep the car down, but you don't care. Aren't you defending me in front of Faisal? Then what's the point if you can't understand the person you're defending? Can you understand women a little? Women are easily frightened by arrogance. Because forever there will be no point in your sacrifice if without understanding in women.”
“I hate the old woman who has made your condition worse, Zalfa. That's it.”
“Not a problem for me. Humanely if we feel very angry because the actions of Bu Fatima are indeed very despicable and lowly, but does your anger have to affect our harmony? You care about me, or just care about your emotions?”
“Enough! Don't talk anymore!” arkhan cold reply.
Zalfa gasped at Arkhan's words. “Yes already, I'm back at Mas Ismail's house aja.” Zalfa turned around. Ugh... Somehow Zalfa felt very upset over Arkhan's treatment that did not care about his fear.
“How can I survive here, in the place of an actual man only concerned with his own ego?” Zalfa stepped away.
“Stop! Don't step foot in the door!”
Zalfa who was already in the doorway, fell silent and no longer continued his steps. For one more step, he had crossed the door. Her husband would not let her out of the house, so he would not step foot through the door. There would be no good without the pleasure of the husband.
Suddenly Zalfa's body spun for a moment after being pulled by Arkhan's hand. Zalfa's body hit Arkhan's chest and ended up in the man's arms. Yes, Zalfa felt the circle of Arkhan's arms on his back. His neck that was stuck to Arkhan's chest, made him feel a strong throb in the man's chest.
For a moment both of them remained silent.
Zalfa closed her eyes enjoying a warm embrace that was able to calm her down in just a moment. Indeed, Arkhan ngeselin. His emotions cannot be broken. Yet the man had a myriad of surprises that he could suddenly reveal through his attitude. Even to this day Zalfa still could not understand her husband. Honestly speaking, Zalfa felt very serene to be in Arkhan's arms. The hug gave him calm. He felt a stain on his back.
“Sorry, if my attitude in the car scared you. Yes, I may not understand women.”
Nyesss.. Inner Zalfa feels cold like snow watered. Arkhan's voice was very soft. And this was the first time Zalfa had heard Arkhan's soft voice.
TB