Algebra Bride
Still Honey

In the dining room, already sat Ismail, Qanita and caught up with Aiza who had just finished bathing.  Clothes neat.  The pasmina hijab is wrapped around and twisted until it looks beautiful on the head.

“Where's that guy?  Get him here!” decreed Ismail. 

Aiza frowned at the command of her brother.  He circulated the view, there was no Akhmar there. surely what Ismail meant by calling ‘men-men it’ is Akhmar.

“Akhmar is your son-in-law, Mas.  He has a name.  Call her name,” said Qanita who realized her husband strongly objected to mention the name Akhmar since the man became the daughter-in-law in the house.

How could Ishmael's tongue call Akhmar?  He is not willing.  His revenge is still burning.  His hatred is still mounting.  Achmar's change that looks better doesn't change everything.

“Good, let Aiza call!”  Aiza left the dining room, passing towards Akhmar's room.

As he stood facing the door of the room, he was reluctant to call.  He finally decided to knock on the door.

“Log in!” That adorable voice sounded from the direction in the room.

Aiza's heart trembled at the sound.  How much Akhmar hurt him, still the feeling can not be denied.  Aiza is still a darling.

Aiza opened the door.  Akhmar was sitting on a chair while busy writing something on paper.  The man was recording the goods in his shop.  He was not leyeh-leyeh, but busy working.

“Interested in breakfast!” said Aiza.

“Hm.  I'll catch up.”  Akhmar only briefly turned to Aiza, then continued to write again.

Ck ck ck.  What exactly made Akhmar turn this drastic?  even after marriage, Akhmar changed this way.  Was Akhmar really not intended to marry me from the beginning?  She wants to marry Aisha?  And even end of marriage with me, so he so hate this same way me?

There were many questions attacking Aiza's mind.  He left Akhmar's room and went back to the table.

“For there is busyness.  Soon after,” replied Aiza, again had to defend her husband in front of her brother.

“How to know how he behaves at the dinner table.  No wonder, it was a dream to eat together with Aldan, even that bagudalan who replaced.  It's really like a soap opera.  It has been as strong as how you separated you and Akhmar, but finally it is united in the bond of marriage.  Right-right!”  Ismail was shaking his head.

“This is what is called a soul mate.  God has outlined that soul mate for Aiza,” replied Qanita.  “Now stay how to make the household Akhmar and Aiza to be well preserved.”

Ishmael no longer spoke.

Just then Akhmar showed up.  The man who looked neat with his hair combed the middle until the child hair decorate the forehead on the left right was immediately pulled the empty chair that was right on the side of Aiza.

“Good morning!” akhmar said with relaxation.  There was no burden even though he bore as the new son-in-law in the house.

“Come, eat!” invite Qanita friendly.

Qanita took a little rice to Ismail's plate and put the side dish.  Aiza glanced at her general attitude awkwardly, should she do the same?  Ah no.  Aiza chose to be quiet, waiting for Akhmar to take breakfast to taste.  There's a rice-seated side dish of fish pepes and there's chicken porridge.  Choose which one is suitable for taste.

Akhmar took a little rice, then took pepes.

Yes, Akhmar will taste Aiza cuisine.  

While Aiza took the porridge.  He had eaten his own pepes fish without rice, it was delicious.

Seriate