YUMNA AZZURA'S

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Haidar again had to resign when faced with scolding from his father. Everything that was said was true, he was the one who was wrong for not being honest with Yumna. He didn't say how good he was with his wife.

"Next time you have to talk about everything with your wife. He will accompany you to old age. He is the one who will take care of your household in order to always be harmonious, he will also take care of all your children to the great. Ah, Mami was confused as a man, sometimes already given heart to ask for heart! Already well even crunched. This wife also needs to be respected. I need to ask how good it is!" mitha replied to the two men in front of her.

Arya did not accept the words of his wife. "Mi, Papi is not like Mami. In every decision Papi always permits right?" his protest.

Mitha got up from her seat, tired of this discussion. "Not really. Remember what Papi did with Mami yesterday? How much is a golf stick?" ask the wife who made Arya a manyun.

"That's gonna make a brain refresh, Mi."

"Yes, but not exorbitant also the price for a golf stick right?" mitha said while giving a cynical look at her husband. Mitha left in front of the two men.

"Papi is the same." This time, his son protested.

"It's different, it's a golf club, not an ex."

"What's the difference if there's a sexy young girl in golf."

Arya who got such a remark could no longer say anything, she would just follow the wife to her room.

"That's different, they're just displays. Can not be made, if it can also be like a rotating cup. Bye, ah. Papi's going to the room. Better persuade your Mami not to manyun again, all because you until Papi has to work hard to persuade Mami. Ah, Papi willing if you have to be tired tonight," said Arya resigned and then leave Haidar.

"Huh, you bucin!"

"Biarin, than you. Bucin also can not go up and down the mountain. Poor deh. Play the same roll there!" arya said as she flicked her hands in the air. Without waiting any longer he actually went to his wife and persuaded her not to get angry anymore.

Now that Haidar only lived alone in that house, no one could comfort him. Even a TV that was lit could not make him forget his sadness and sorrow.

Haidar took his phone and made a call to his wife. Yet again Yumna did not take up her calling again. Not only the call, but Haidar also sent a chat message to Yumna. Just in read alone without being reciprocated by it.

Yumna, where are you? I apologize for all my mistakes. Are you all right there? A message from Haidar to Yumna.

That tick turned blue. Next to Yumna's profile picture it also says 'online'. Haidar waited, but there was no reply until ten minutes.

It's okay if you don't want to pick up or reply to my chat, at least you're there well, said Haidar again.

The message had also turned blue, but again Yumna did not reply to the message.

Haidar smiled grimly, only able to stare at the picture of Yumna from his phone alone.

"I miss you. I miss our kids. May you be well there" murmured Haidar, then wiped the tears in the corner of his eyes.