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"Come on, don't be so serious!" Akhmar threw the box into the garbage can and put a piece of the shroud into his trouser bag.  He invited Aiza into the house.

"This I bring medicine for you, may my wife recover quickly! The pain in the knee is gone and the road is not limping anymore." Akhmar took some of the medicine he had just bought from the doctor and drank it for Aiza. He put it all to the table where Aiza was sitting on the chair.

Aiza smiled served by a husband like this. How does it feel to be more affectionate with Akhmar? Besides being handsome, well, he's also considerate. No wonder, Akhmar can change as it is today.

If only he had been in the room, he would have embraced Akhmar spoiled. Unfortunately they are now in a public room, at any time Aldan, Roni or Adam could have caught. It's not funny.

Akhmar headed to the long table, he made a hot sachet of coffee and then sat down in front of Aiza sipping the drink bit by bit.

"Make your own coffee? Didn't ask for a wife?" Aiza's smile expands.

"I can make it myself, why should I take care of you? Your leg is sick. Danger if your body continues to move, then your legs do not heal again. I'll even bother later." Akhmar then chuckled. "Later if you are interested in making me drink, just do it. I must have drank."

Aiza just smelled a smile. "O yes, Akhmar, I'm thinking of umi as well. Umi must be lonely, her children no one nemenin. There was usually me and Zahra. Now, Brother Zahra is not at home, nor are we beside the umi. And abah..."

Akhmar also pity to hear Aiza mention Umi Qanita, but her facial expression suddenly changed sebel when she heard abah called. "No need to think abah, abah tuh even not seneng if at home rame. Very ribet. Everything's wrong."

Aiza glanced at Akhmar, she realized that her husband was very anti the same brother. How else, they don't get along.

"Tomorrow if I look at Umi, what about?" ask Aiza.

Akhmar gulped back his coffee. Thinks. "Tomorrow at night. Let me anterin."

"Should it be you?" Aiza pointed at Akhmar's chest.

Akhmar stood up. 

"Yes, let's go upstairs. I'm tired, I'm gonna take a break." Aiza rose to her feet, stepping with limping feet towards the other room to reach the stairs.

Suddenly Aiza's body lifted, someone carried her. Who else did it if not Akhmar.

"E e uh... What the hell is this? Downhill? It's not good to see Mas Aldan or papa," said Aiza rebelled by swinging her legs.

"Mas Aldan hasn't come home yet, papa's still out. Safe. I feel sorry to see you walk like a grandmother, so I help you." Akhmar smiled looking at Aiza's face which was only a short distance from her eyes, anxious to look at the beautiful face.

Akhmar was already in front of the room door, his hand was protruding about to open the door, rather difficult because both hands were in a position to carry Aiza's body.

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