Algebra Bride
Shroud

“Tumben, no rain, no wind, suddenly silaturahmi,” said Aisha astonished.  “Neurope Aiza?”

“If it's done.  Cook it straight?”  Akhmar chuckles.  “O yes, I take a drink first yes!” Akhmar stood up.

“Take!  The refrigerator is near the kitchen to the right of the shelf.  Whatever you want to drink.  Juice is also fine!” said Aisha.

Akhmar kept stepping in.  He did not go directly to the location where he took a drink, instead he peeked from behind the door, how the reaction between Bajul and Aisha. He leaves Bajul there to communicate with Aisha.

When viewed from Aisha's attitude that looks cute duck against Bajul, it seems Aisha has not realized that Bajul is currently pe de ka te.  

No problem, alon-alon waton horn.  Over time surely Aisha will understand the purpose of Bajul's presence.

Akhmar then took two cans of the drink in the refrigerator.  And as he turned back again, he peered back through the door, seeing the interaction between Bajul and Aisha.  They started to look like they were chatting.  

Bajul looks good at making the situation watery, Aisha also looks laughing.

Akhmar leaned against the wall, leaving the situation to fifteen minutes.  Let them share with each other.  Akhmar gave them time to share, to be closer.

“Loh, Akhmar!  How, here?” Aisha's mother caught Akhmar in the room.  “That Aisha is just like you back there.ok, don't join?”

“Oh yes, this was a drink.” Akhmar showed two cans of drink in his hand.  He then headed towards Bajul and put a drink on the table.

Aisha's mother also went there, sitting by her daughter's chair.

“Mm.. Jul, I have business.  I have to go home, Aiza needs medicine.  I unplug it first!” akhmar said goodbye.

“Loh, the drink is not drunk first?” ask Aisha's mother.

“Make aunty,”Akhmar replied.  “Tan, nitip temen first yes!  let her be here first, Auntie nemenin with Aisha.”  Akhmar then stepped away, turned his head towards Bajul and blinked one eye.

“Aiza, what is that thing you hold?” akhmar asked as he saw Aiza standing at the door looking at a cloth, in her left hand holding a box.

"This is someone sending the package, but there's no sender's name." Aiza looked towards the wrapping box. No sign of the sender's name is listed there. He showed a small white cloth, which he believed to be a mori cloth aka a shroud.

"Well, this is a cloth for the dead. What is this terror anyway?" Aiza stared at the piece of white cloth carefully.

Akhmar took the cloth and the wrapping box from Aiza's hand. He looked like he was holding back a laugh, which then bulged his cheeks due to the powerless hold of the laughter until finally his laughter broke.

Aiza was surprised to see her husband who even laughed off, even though Aiza was grinding disco due to getting a shipment of shrouds.

"Why laugh anyway?" wonder Aiza.

"Sorry, I have your prank. That's a shipment from me." Akhmar chuckled again.

"Geez, what do you mean try?" Aiza head bobble. "It's impossible for you to be this cute?"

"I was just going to have a prank, but seeing your face so tight, I didn't have the heart. Excuse me. Sorry, plis!" Akhmar raised two fingers. Forced to do so, he knew for sure that the terror was coming from Jamed. But he doesn't want to reveal it. It's better this way.

It turns out that forcing Aiza to stay home does not necessarily make the woman safe. Jamed reckless. 

At first Akhmar did not want to care about the behavior of Jamed, but if Aiza continues to be terrorized like this, Akhmar could not stay silent. 

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