Zulaikha's Last Love

Chapters. 34. Plan to Indonesia

At the same time, another place saw a woman was busy compiling a new plant coming this morning. He walked here and there to put the plant onto the shelf according to its respective type.

"Sir, there is Mas Yusuf in front!" shouted Syifa who was watering the plants.

"Yes, one minute!" Zulaikha who heard Syifa's cry rushed to wash his hands to meet someone who was waiting for him.

"Mas Yusuf" called Zulaikha to a man sitting in his house.

Joseph immediately stood up as soon as he heard Zulaikha's voice, he smiled very sweetly while giving the woman a hand.

"what is this, Mas?" zulaikha asked, she looked at the parcel the man had given her.

"that was the ole-ole of my parents to you, Zulaikha," answered Joseph, then he told the woman to open the package she had brought.

"if so, let's go in first!" take Zulaikha, he just remembered that they were currently standing at the door.

Joseph went into Zulaicha's house and Zulaicha himself walked into the kitchen to make food and drink.

"Mas Joseph!" suddenly a girl wearing gloves walked from outside to Joseph, she slightly slowed her steps to look graceful in the man's eyes.

"We are?" joseph asked, not remembering the girl who was standing in front of him.

Sita nodded her head to answer the question from the man, she took off the glove that had been clad in her hands since then and immediately sat down on the sofa that was beside her.

"wow, Sita?" zulaikha exclaimed as she put down the food and drink she was carrying, she sat down beside the girl who was busy watching Joseph.

"oh yes Zulaikha, do you like the gifts I brought?" yusuf asked, Sita who heard the word gift immediately saw Zulaikha sharply. His eyes were fixed on the parcel located beside Zulaikha.

"But I open it first." Zulaikha opened the parcel from Joseph and took out a set of silver-colored clothes complete with a hijab that made Zulaikha's smile widen instantly.

"mashallah, beautiful Mas," cried Zulaikha, he stood up and put the beautiful dress on his body to show it to Joseph, while Sita who saw the dress flared with anger. He also wanted such a gift from Joseph.

"thank God if you like it" said Joseph, he then took the drink before him and drank it.

Zulaikha glanced at Sita who turned her face to the side, knowing that her sister was harboring feelings for Joseph.

"i like Mas a lot, but Sita doesn't like it" said Zulaikha, sitting back next to Sita.

Sita jumped in shock when she heard what Zulaikha said, she then saw Zulaikha sharply reciprocated with a sneaky smirk in her brother's lips.

"you don't like it, Sita?"

"who said? I like it!" sita answered in a high shrill voice, and Yusuf and Zulaikha were shocked in their place.

Sita crammed her into Zulaikha's body, whispering right in her ear, "were I also given the Ma'am's gift?"

Zulaikha glanced at Sita in amusement, he then took out 2 sets of clothes that were the same as for Sita and Syifa.

Sita lowered her head because she held the shame of what she had in mind, she then pinched the wrath of Zulaikha's arm making her brother grimace in pain.

After giving the gift, Joseph decided to return to work. Zulaikha and Sita said many thanks for the gift given by Joseph, they then drove the man up to the front porch.

"already dong seeinnya, later can not sleep loh," seducer Zulaikha who saw Sita still pay attention to Joseph, even though the man was out of the yard of his house.

"Ah, Ma!" Sita hugged Zulaikha's body because she was embarrassed by what had happened, especially when her brother caught her watching the man.

"what if Mbak proposed to you, deck?" zulaikha exclaimed in a mocking tone, making Sita even more inflamed.

"We were just amazed, Ma'am" he said, but he turned his face red as a tomato.

"yes-yes you are just amazed," exclaimed Zulaikha as he walked towards the store followed by Sita and her grunts.

Elsewhere, a man is seen busy struggling with work. He checked the documents that were piled up on his work desk one by one.

Then suddenly, a face flashed through his mind making Ammar smile when he remembered his meeting with a woman who had succeeded in shaking his heart.

"mad base! she's Ammar's wife, somebody's wife!" he muttered as he ruffled his hair in annoyance.

Then he got up and walked towards the balcony, Ammar noticed a sea of humans who were busy passing under him.

"Father!"

suddenly the sound of a small child echoing in his room made Ammar turn and squat his body, he stretched out his hand so that the little boy entered in his arms.

"Papa, Aziz came here as a grandma" said the little boy who was already in Ammar's arms, then Ammar groped his son's cheeks as he walked towards the mother who had just entered the room.

"i didn't say Mom, I could pick up Mom" said Ammar, who slapped his mother's hand and took them to the couch.

"Mother just stopped by Nak, it just happened to be this way," replied Mother Sejah, she placed her luggage next to her body.

"Pa, Aziz wants to play in the cars" exclaimed Aziz, the little boy wanted to play with his father.

"later in the afternoon we play, baby, if now Papa is working," said Ammar while stroking his son's head fondly.

"don't want to! Aziz wants it now!" aziz said while pursing her lips made Grandma and her Papa giggle amused.

"okay, whiz Papa wants to play cars where?" ammar asked later, he took his cell phone to tell his secretary to come into the room.

"in Indonesia Pa," Aziz java cheerfully made Grandma and her Papa surprised.

"in Indonesia? why so far, dear?" asked Mother Colored, she glanced at Ammar who was also glancing at her mother.

"Aziz wants to play with uncle Yusuf Pa, same Oma Wardah too" replied the little boy while continuing spoiled around his father's neck.

"Papa is busy, son, we play his cars in the Mall aja yuk sama grandma!" invite Mother Sejah, but Aziz shook his head and still wanted to play cars in Indonesia.

"well, Papa find a moment, baby. Later if Papa is empty we come to the house uncle Yusuf," said Ammar softly and replied with a nod of the head from his son.

Then Aziz got down from Ammar's lap and took his father's phone to play a game, while Ammar and his mother just shook their heads looking at the little boy's behavior.

"can you please, Aziz, ask Indonesia?" ammar asked in surprise, usually Aziz never talked about the country.

"for the hell Yusuf was last night, he showed off playing cars and told Aziz to play there," replied the mother, middle-aged woman who is gentle and still looks beautiful even though she is old.

"when we just from there yesterday," said Ammar, he leaned his body on the shoulder of the mother.

"yes it's okay to go there again, count the holidays," exclaimed Mother Sejah, her hand stroking Ammar's head fondly.

Then a man entered the room, Ammar told him to free up a week so he could go with his family.

"alright, let's go there again! Any idea I could be in touch again with Ms. Zulaikha,"

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