Because God
Zahra's Request.

A ringing of the cell phone required a middle-aged woman to stop her activities, which she was currently cleaning her bed.

He cleaned his bed, wanted to sleep, but the ringing of the phone required him to pause his activities.

His hand immediately took the phone, which was above the nightstand. His eyes stared at a name that was clearly on his mobile screen—Zahra.

"Assalamualaikum. What's up, Zahra?"

"Waalaikumsalam, Ummi" he replied. "Ummi, my husband said, ummi does not need to find a lawyer because my husband will look for him" explained Zahra.

Hearing his daughter's words, ummi was relieved, but, after all, he felt bad, with his daughter-in-law for having troubled him.

"But Zahra, does your husband not mind that. Son, Ummi does not want to trouble your household" said Ummi, not feeling good.

"For God's sake, this is my husband's own request.it's not me who asked for it, Ummi" Zahra said, trying to convince Umminya.

"Is this really your husband Zahra's request?" he said, Ummi is not sure.

"Yes ummi. I beg Ummi, accept my husband's offer" urged Zahra.

Ummi nods. "Alright, Zahra, if that's really your husband's request" Ummi accepted.

After that, the phone connection is turned off with a greeting ending.

"Alhamdulillah" murmured ummi. "Thank you, Lord."

Ummi was very grateful.he felt that one problem had been Allah, easy in his way.

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"Ran, you made me a schedule to meet with Azmi" he said, to his secretary.

"Well, sir. I'll prepare.when is the time?" tanyanya, behind the phone.

"Later in the afternoon, in the usual place" he explained.

"All right, sir"

At the end of the word, an immediately turned off the phone connection.

Not long enough, Zahra entered the room, bringing her husband breakfast, with a tray in his hand.

Put it on the table. An who was currently sitting on the sofa immediately got up from his seat. "Where are you going? You don't want breakfast first?" Ask.

An glance.he ignored his wife's question.he walked into a closet that was in the corner of his closet.

Opening, and taking his tie in front of the mirror, he immediately draped it on his collar.

Zahra from where she stood could only remain silent, this time, her husband was ignoring her again. Zahra thought, that day An started to open his heart to her.

It turned out that what he was thinking was wrong. A few moments later, a cellphone ringing made his mind collapse instantly, from the sound came from the cellphone he left on the sofa just like that.

It is clear that the name on the screen of his phone is— Kharisa. Zahra, who knew this, frowned, curious.

"Kharisa" inner.

An immediately took his phone while looking at the name of the person who contacted him.

He did not answer it but refused it after knowing the person who called him was a woman who had insulted his mother.

Although An is friendly with him, but still, for An his mother is more important than friendship.

"Why rejected?" ask zahra suddenly.

An rolled his eyes lazily. "It's none of your business"

Zahra was silent.why did her husband return indifferent to her, but at that time An enough long conversation with her?.

His clothes were neat, An just needed to leave for his office. He put his foot out of his room.

"Abang" call Zahra. An stopped his steps, looking over for a moment. The woman approached her husband, standing up.

Her hand took her husband's hand, while kissing the back of her hand. Seeing that, An just resigned. After all, even though Zahra kissed her hand it did not make her lose, she thought.

"Assalamualaikum" greeting Zahra, while sharing a thin smile behind his veil.

"Waalaikumsalam" answered An, slowly.

"Fly before leaving, can I ask you something?."

"My time is not much. So, quickly say" he said.

Zahra raised her head, looking at her husband deeply. She pointed her forehead at her husband.

Yes, Zahra hinted at a kiss, on her forehead.

An silent, he thought for a moment. What does his wife mean pointing at her forehead, does she want in?.

Argh!, no way.

An frowned pretending not to understand. "What do you mean, say it clearly"

Zahra was embarrassed. "Before you leave, can you kiss my forehead?" her question was embarrassed.

Yes, the assumption is correct, but, where An might do it while he does not love himself.he does not want to give too much hope to Zahra.

Melengos. He smiled in a wedge. "What kind of request is that? Are you out of your mind?" Aspersion.

Zahra was disappointed. What's wrong, isn't she his wife. She should have the right as a wife.

"Ridiculous basis" he said. The end An said continued his delayed move for a while.

Meanwhile, Zahra was still pecking at where she stood.

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Zahra approached bi Laila, who was sitting quietly alone in the kitchen. while greeting him with greetings.and, bi Laila immediately greeted him with greetings as well.

While sitting opposite to bi Laila. all the work of bi Laila has been completed, so the maid can rest her body that is quite tired.

"Mom, what's Laila doing here?" Ask curiously.

Bi Laila threw a smile at her master. "Auntie just took a break. What's the lady doing here?" ask back bi Laila astonishment.

"Seeing Ms. Laila alone, so I want to accompany Ms. Laila" she replied.

"oh, Maxut Miss, Miss is lonely so" said bi Laila fix.

Zahra laughed. "Maybe so"

The two people were silent for a few seconds. "According to Ms. Laila, what was my husband like?" tanyanya, with the intention of finding out about her husband.

Bi Laila thought about her young master. "According to bi Laila, Mr. An is besides handsome he is also authoritative.What no miss knows from the real nature of Mr. An is, when he loves someone then he will take care of him, as much as he can" obviously bi Laila.

Zahra listened intently to every word of bi Laila. "Like he's looking after his mother, even though he's always being indifferent, but, he has a heart that's not as bad as his attitude"

I also think as I think of inner Zahra.

"What is Miss, Mr An like?" bi Laila asked, making the woman a little aware of her silence.

"Yes ma'am, Miss Laila said what?" asked Zahra, who did not hear clearly, the servant said.

"Miss must be thinking of Mr. An, yes" he said, intending to tease.

Zahra smiled behind her veil.why did Bi Laila know what she was thinking?. "Remember, Miss?" said the waiter again.

Zahra scratched his nape, with red cheeks blushing.he blushed shyly to Bi Laila. Zahra could not speak.

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Where he usually is, an important meeting with several clients, in a luxurious and magnificent restaurant.in that place only upper class people can sit in that chair.

But, he does not meet with clients but rather with a young lawyer, whom he strongly believes.

Muhammad Azmi Mubarok, The name of the lawyer.he is famous for his good looks.Justice is the only, purpose of him being a lawyer.

"Alright, I'll study this case" he said. An had just finished explaining about the chronology of the case that ensnared his wife's sister.

"Sir An, let me see your sister-in-law.I also want to know, the truth is directly from her" he asked.

An nodded in agreement to his request. "Of course"

"Tomorrow, we'll swipe it" he said.

Azmi nodded. "All right"

Jazakumullah khakumullah khanar.Like Before.