Zulaikha's Last Love

Chapters. 35. An Unintentional Meeting

After two days of treatment, the doctor had allowed Agnes to go home because her health condition was fine.

During the hospital, Defin continues to keep and accompany Agnes making their relationship better. However, Zulaikha's shadow always haunts him making him forget to call Agnes' name.

"why the hell, you always call me Zulaikha. My name is Agnes! Agnes!" agnes said with great emphasis, Defin has called her by the name of the woman several times.

"sorry," Defin could only apologize for not provoking the woman's emotions, he had been wanderlust by the Doctor to keep Agnes' emotions stable.

"ck," Agnes piqued when she heard Defin's apology, believing that Defin was still unable to release the woman.

Moreover, he often caught Defin looking through Zulaikha's social media account to make him more agitated.

"you take a break today, yes, I still have work to do" Defin said after their car arrived in front of Agnes' house.

"is there a job, or do you want to see Zulaikha?" sibir Agnes, then she got out of the car and closed the door tight.

Brak, Defin jumped in shock at the sound of a strong enough door impact. He stroked his chest so as not to be provoked by the current emotions.

After Agnes came out, Defin rushed off towards the company. He was lazy to enter the house because later it will end in a fight.

Agnes who saw Defin's departure was increasingly upset, she was really not out of thought with the man who was still thinking about Zulaikha.

"i must get Zulaikha out of this country, if necessary, out of this world!" he murmured while stepping foot into the house.

Elsewhere, Zulaikha was sitting with Diana's mother. Her former in-laws visited because they felt homesick with her son's ex-wife.

"how are you and Dad?" zulaikha asked gently, she reviewed the sweet smile for the middle-aged woman.

"we're good, son," Miss Diana replied as she looked at Zulaikha wistfully.

Then Miss Diana shifted her seat to get closer to Zulaikha, she then clasped the woman's hand making Zulaikha return to the hand of Miss Diana.

"Son, I want to apologize"

"Mom, Zulaikha has given all this away. Zulaikha is fine Mom, so you should never apologize again, yes!" Zulaikha patted Bu Diana's hand making the middle-aged woman even sadder.

"Zulaikha, I never regretted making you my daughter-in-law. Even Mother always prayed that you would remain Defin's wife, despite the fact that you were separated. But, there is one thing that you regret most for a lifetime. It hurt you, and it broke your heart because of Mom's selfish decision,"

Miss Diana rubbed the tears that managed to come out of her two eyes, she then rubbed Zulaikha's head affectionately as she usually did.

"Mom will still think of you as Mother's own child" said Diana with a thin smile on her face.

"Of course Mom, I'm Mom's son" Zulaikha broke into Diana's mother's embrace, tightly hugging her ex-in-law with a sense of tightness that began to linger in her heart.

Syifa who was about to go inside stopped her steps when she saw her Brother and Mother Diana embracing each other, she was also saddened by what had happened in the Big Brother's household.

After giving each other a longing, Diana's mother said goodbye to return home. Zulaikha then drove Diana's mother to her house which was a few meters from her own home.

On the way home, Zulaikha saw a little boy running out of the car. He ran fiercely into Zulaikha's body making him fall to the ground, and the little boy also fell into the sewer.

"Father! hyks, hua, hua." Aziz's cry sounded loud making Zulaikha who was still sitting on the ground to wake up to see the condition of the boy.

"O Allah, Azizi!" Ammar ran when he saw Aziz entering into a sewer, followed by Mother Sejah who was also surprised to see her grandson freefall into the sewer.

"Cup, cup. Don't cry, dear! here, let auntie please." Zulaikha went into the sewer to get Aziz out, while Aziz directly hugged Zulaikha's body trying to take him out.

"Oh my God, how can you fall?" exclaiming the newly colonized Mother to that place, while Ammar just silently watched the woman who is currently helping her son.

"is that okay? look, your parents are in si-" Zulaikha was unable to continue his words as he recognized who the man who was currently standing before him was.

"Ammar?" zulaikha exclaimed, making the man widen his smile.

"Sir Zulaikha, we meet again," said Ammar, he felt very happy to meet the woman even though he deliberately wanted to visit Zulaikha's flower shop.

"Papa, Aziz is helped by a beautiful aunt" said Aziz, his hand wrapped around Zulaikha's neck with a black body due to splashing in the gutter.

Zulaikha was a little surprised when he heard the call of the little boy to Ammar, he did not expect that the young man had already had a child.

"O Allah Aziz, look! your pretty auntie's clothes are dirty and your clothes are too!" exclaim Bu Dijah who had been silent since noticed Zulaikha and Ammar.

"it's okay, ma'am, it can be" Zulaikha was again surprised when she saw the middle-aged woman who was beside Ammar, he remembered very well the face of the woman who had listened to all her complaints while on the edge of the lake.

"Mother, O God." Zulaikha barked at Bu Dijah's hand, which the middle-aged woman immediately replied, while Ammar frowned at the loss of what Zulaikha was doing.

"Mother is familiar, with Zulaikha's mother?" ammar asked as he raised his hand to hold Aziz, but Aziz shook his head because he did not want to come down from Zulaikha's sling.

"Mom met him once, by the lake that I used to go to." Mother He turned to look towards Zulaikha.

"is your name Zulaikha, son? what a name!" exclaim Bu Dijah then made Zulaikha smile broadly to avenge the middle-aged woman's praise.

"thank you, ma'am" replied Zulaikha.

Then Zulaikha invited Ammar and his mother to stop by his house while changing clothes Aziz who was dirty due to a fall.

Of course, his invitation made Ammar's heart flowery, he could not even turn his eyes away from Zulaikha who managed to shake his heart.

"Oh my God, what kind of feeling am I feeling?"

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TBC.

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