WRONG MARRIAGE

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“Or don't-don't.. You're revenge on me because you felt wronged by me?” guess Zalfa.

Arkhan raised an eyebrow. “Not like that.”

“Then why do you smoke when you are with me? Obviously I am pregnant, and cigarette smoke is certainly very dangerous for pregnant women, but you are doing it.”

“I forgot about it.”

“Hah?” Zalfa turned in shock. “Lupa? Did you forget I was pregnant? We even just came out of the doctor's clinic to check for pregnancy.”

“I mean.. I forgot that cigarette smoke is not good for pregnant women,” replied Arkhan calmly.

“You know that cigarettes are made of unhealthy ingredients. Even in the pack of cigarettes has explained all the losses that will be experienced if smoking. There is absolutely no benefit and benefit that comes from smoking. If indeed you want to continue smoking, then just mention one good thing about smoking! If you can mention it, then I'm sincerely you smoke again.”

Arkhan sighed. Still quiet.

“There is not a single benefit of smoking. Obviously make the bag dry, also create disease. Not only harm the smoker, even people around the smoker also get a much worse effect than the smoke he spread. Just one breath inhaled by passive smokers, it is the same way you do zolim to him because it has made him suffer by smoking your cigarette smoke. And just one breath inhaled will be accounted for in the afterlife, what if tens, hundreds, or thousands of breaths inhaled by people due to your cigarette smoke?” Zalfa bobbing head.

Arkhan pulled the corner of his lips slightly. “My life in prison is very harsh, Zalfa. And I need a cigarette for my peace. You won't know if I explain.”

“Mas Arkhan, peace is not obtained from smoking, but with remembrance, beristighfar and prayer.”

For that sentence, Arkhan could no longer comment. He's losing a landslide. He understood the meaning of Zalfa's words. And to head that way, Arkhan still needs a lot to learn and dig into self-awareness.

“Already?” Arkhan looked at Zalfa.

“What's up?”

“Ngomel-ngomelnya.”

“If you still want to continue again, I listen! And when it's done, I want to play music,” continued Arkhan.

Zalfa did not answer, he changed his seat to half-lying. Then he closed his eyes. Arkhan glanced at Zalfa and smiled faintly. He pressed the power on the monitor and turned on the music.

Hard rock music is strong enough.

“Telingaku listen to his music, Mas Arkhan. Dyed chilli, dong!” decreed Zalfa.

Arkhan immediately reduced the volume of the music.

It didn't take long for Zalfa to fall asleep. The coolness of Ac plus the music and condition of Zalfa's body that somehow easily drowsy, makes it easy to run to dreamland.

Arriving at a house, Arkhan got down and circled the car. he opened the car door on Zalfa's side. His intention was to carry Zalfa into the house. But Talat, Zalfa had already woken up first when Arkhan opened the door.

The sound of the door being knocked shut as Arkhan got down from the car, leaving Zalfa shocked and awake. He sat down and rubbed his eyes. Then get off the car.

“Come!” take Arkhan who steps towards the house.

Zalfa covered her evaporating mouth while walking after Arkhan. His eyes were still sleepy, yet perfectly opened. Sometimes he rubbed his eyes.

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