Because God
seeing heart.

Bi laila observed the silent zahra. "nona zahra. You're not papa?" zahra asked a little from her daydream.

He shook gently. "It's okay, ma'am"

Bi laila sniffed the smell of fried rice that zahra made her smell, completely piercing her nose.

Because the smell of fried rice that broke through his nose made bi laila's stomach like hungry. "the smell, very good." he praised. zahra heart flowered to hear the narration of bi laila. his lips revealed a smile behind his veil.

"Auntie sure, miss Pak an must really like artificial fried rice, his wife, because the smell is almost like made by an asthma lady" he continued.

Zahra stared at bi laila. "Right, ma'am" asked zahra to confirm the bi laila's account.

Bi laila nodded. "Miss, it looks like the fried rice is ripe.

Zahra assented, immediately she took the plate and prepared the fried rice dish for her husband.

He immediately put it on the dining table.

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It seems that the zahra seems to be close to the servant, probably because the zahra does not want to be treated specifically.

Also, the zahra respected the maid because of her middle-aged age.

Not long after, he walked towards the dining room while Zahra stood with the waiter, not far from the dining table.

An immediately sat down, and immediately ate the fried rice that was already available before his eyes.

The first bribe, he felt like he was no stranger to the taste.he chewed his slowly ascertaining the taste of the fried rice.

Obviously, he thought his mother made him.he continued eating it voraciously.

"It's so good." he praised.it makes zahra's heart flowery. Thank God, she did not in vain try to please her husband.

Jadda wa Jada Man.

🥀Whose who means it will definitely succeed 🥀

"This must be the mother who sent this for me" he said guessing.

Zahra's originally flower-flowered heart is now disappointed, but she remains happy because her husband loves her cooking.

Bi laila looked at the bowed zahra, as if implying her disappointment.

"No, sir" he said. "Your wife made it" he said directly.

hukh!!!

An immediately choked, when he heard the explanation of his service.

Immediately, Zahra became worried about her husband, he immediately ran towards the refrigerator in the corner, while taking drinking water for her husband.

Pour it on a glass.and give it to her husband.an immediately drink it quickly.

"Anything okay?" zahra was worried.

An put his glass that was finished, just like that, he ignored the question of zahra.

He looked the other way.why is his wife's cooking almost similar to his mother's? he even guessed that the one who made the fried rice was his mother?.

"Bi, you don't have to cook. I'll eat out" she told bi laila.

Bi laila nodded. "yes sir".

The man immediately got up from his seat and stepped his foot, he was about to leave for his office, and did not stare at the zahra for a second.

Zahra was completely ignored by her husband.is her husband still angry with the quarrel last night?.the woman can only look down as a sign of disappointment.

Bi Laila who saw that felt sorry for zahra. women as good as her in ignored? can't you see his kindness?or sincerity?

Actually, what drives you to be indifferent is his ego.he knows that his wife is indeed beautiful.but he as a man does not want to be subdued by a woman, just because of her beauty.

Bi laila approached the zahra. "nona zahra, are you going to be patient with the treatment of your very indifferent husband?" ask bi laila, denounce her employer.

Zahra looked at the servant. "god willing I will be patient with him. Ma'am laila, my husband is not indifferent.he has tenderness in his heart.it's just that ma'am laila, did not see him. all you see is her outward nature" explained zahra gently.

She is not angry even though bi laila denounces her husband because bi laila can not see what she saw.

Bi laila only saw the outward nature of her husband, but not with her heart.

"I don't understand what you're saying zahra." said the waiter, shaking his head.

Though clearly a ignore him, but why he still praise him.

"What mom Laila saw was her behavior, but I saw her heart" the woman said confidently.

"An, how are you after the wedding?" ask a man who means to flirt.

An sardonic glance.he did not answer him, he just threw his breath rough.Yes, at this time an was in the alvian room.

"Yes, yes, you don't have to answer, you must be ashamed" alvian chuckled.

"By the way, what's your wife like?have you seen his face?" ask alvian curiously.

An rolled his eyes lazily. "Why indeed?" ask a cynic.

"I'm just asking" she replied, "is she pretty"

Hearing his best friend's question made an recall when he saw his wife's face for the first time.

Alvian poked his finger right at the man's face. "and you're not papa?" tanya alvian, who made an awakening from her daydream.

An clucked bitterly. "you're making me even more dizzy." said the man annoyed.

"Dizziness?" Alvian frowned.he quickly realized with the statement an. "and you don't joke. You just got married.It should be a beautiful day for you"

An wasted his rough breathing. "beautiful day" the man murmured while throwing his face away.

"Hey, an." call the man.and immediately look at him. Alvian slightly brought his face closer to an, his boss.

"But, you've already touched__"

"I didn't touch her one bit" she said quickly.

Alvian was slightly dumbfounded. he shook his head violently. "Why don't you do that, when that first night was the newlyweds' long-awaited night"

"New bride?" said a woman who knew when she stood in that place, but clearly the two men were a little surprised.

"Who is the newlywed?" tanyanya back.

Yes, your marriage is not known by the people in his office.it's all his own requests.he is still not ready with his new status.

Alvian looked at him, full of confusion, while he stared in any direction with a relaxed face. Because he knew, alvian would not be able to tell him.

"Emm, that's." alvian's mind swirled around looking for answers. "we want to be the newlyweds" she replied.

"It's not us. but him" he said quickly.

"Yes me," he confirmed, with a cry.

That woman, secretary an. Ran anita she is very beautiful.how to dress is very fashionable and feminine.

Ran simply nodded, agreeing with alvian's answer.

"Pak an. meeting with Pak Wijayanto was canceled. because, because he had family needs. and made again, 1 week later" he explained.

An nodded. "All right"

"Ran, prepare for me a cozy cafe later this afternoon"

Ran nodded. "well, sir"

At the end, the woman said, walking out of the room.

"Do you want to eat with your wife?" tanyanya, guess.

An clucked once more. The man was indeed a hobby of making an angry. "It's none of your business" he replied.

Finally he got up from his seat.again, the man asked "where do you want to go?".but he did not answer her.he was tired of answering the man's question.

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In a place where the santri.a beautiful woman who became a teacher taught.

All the students he taught were women.

Al-Mukarramaah.

The name of the pesantren was founded by his own father and managed by the shafiyah ustadzah.

his father's sister.

All santri wati listened to the explanation of the woman carefully.even several times laughter sounded.

With a greeting, signifying the end of the lesson.

The woman came out of her teaching room carrying a book she had just used as a discussion of learning.

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