WRONG MARRIAGE

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Immediately Zalfa infiltrated the car when he saw Arkhan's car had come out of the parking area with a flickering turn signal.

“Udah long wait?” ask Zalfa. He was suddenly confused because Arkhan was staring at him from the moment he got into the car with a different look.

The man didn't answer Zalfa's question, he just kept quiet and then turned his eyes forward, driving with concentration. The car slowly moves out of the clinic area.

“Mas Arkhan, you are angry, yes?” Zalfa tried to make peace.

“So... Is that so if a woman has met her chatting friend?” Arkhan turned to Tanya.

“So how does that mean?”

“Forget.” Arkhan's concentration drives.

“Yes sorry, lady is so if you fit again dapet temen chat.” Zalfa grunting.

Yes, to the extent that the husband is also confused. Zalfa thought to himself.

The car stops in front of the minimarket. Arkhan turned to Zalfa and said, “I'm thirsty. Can you buy me a cold drink?”

“Sure.” Zalfa immediately took off the seal belt and got off the car. she carried out the husband's request with great enthusiasm, itung-itung as a form of his apology that had made Arkhan feel disturbed and even waited for him for too long.

Zalfa bought two bottles of cold drink, one bottle of cold mineral water, and the other bottle was cold tea. Zalfa's back in the car.

“This!” Zalfa handed Arkhan a bottle of cold tea with the condition of the bottle whose lid had been opened.

Arkhan took a sip then placed it on the side of the car door.

Zalfa felt her breathing ache and tightness as she smelled an unpleasant scent.

“Mas Arkhan, please turn off the cigarette!” pinta Zalfa as she smelled painful cigarette smoke in her breathing. Both windows open, and the AC does not turn on. Arkhan also seemed to be smoking cigarettes.

Arkhan turned his head towards Zalfa, he did not say anything, only staring at some parts of Zalfa's body, such as the hands, abdomen, hijab and ending in the face. After that, he returned to smoking his cigarette quietly.

There was no response from Arkhan, the man just took out his right hand which was holding a cigarette stick out the window.

“While you also remove the cigarette, the smoke still comes in the wind. I can't breathe cigarette smoke. If you don't want to smoke, stop here. I'm going down,” threatened Zalfa with a bent facial expression.

Arkhan stepped on the gas and increased the speed of the car.

“I'm pregnant again, I can't smell cigarette smoke, it's dangerous to my womb.”

Arkhan released the cigarette butt in his hand. Then raise the window glass both and close it tightly. Ac is back on.

“You think I don't dare to go down if the speed of the car is increased?” Zalfa holds the door hendle.

Tics.

There was a sound of the door being locked through the driver's door. Arkhan moved quickly pressing the button on his side to lock the entire door so that Zalfa could not open the door on his side.

“Stop!” decreed Zalfa.

Arkhan placed both his hands on the steering wheel. “I've already thrown away the cigarette.” Arkhan showed both his empty hands. He turned to Zalfa's face, he found a look of annoyance and frown.

Zalfa turned his face to the window. “You know I don't like cigarette smoke. At the beginning of our meeting, we also had a debate about this. why is it repeated again?”

Arkhan was silent listening to his wife's grumbling. His eyes focused forward.

TB

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