Because God
The late father.

Zahra entered her room, staring at her husband playing on the couch, lying down.

She set her feet in doubt, approaching her husband.His heartbeat raced quickly.

"Abang" called zahra, the man turned his head for a moment and then refocused on his phone.

"Abang.." zahra paused for a moment, she was really scared. In fact, zahra wanted to ask her husband for permission to visit her official home.

She did not know if her husband would allow her or forbid her.

"Em, brother"

"Good, talk!" snapped an, really he was very upset, since his wife always said 'branch'.

"Are you going to call me, 'branch' until morning" he got up and sat leaning his back on the headboard of the sofa.

"I'm sorry" said Zahra, lowering her head. "I want to visit the ummi house"

"Gosh, is that all you want? but that whole thing, as if you met death" the man reproached.

Zahra just looked down and accepted her husband's reproach. "alright, go" she said.

Hearing her husband's words, Zahra's heart was happy.he did not expect that her husband would allow her.

But, zahra was still standing in her place.His heart still wanted to say something to her husband.Fortunately, the man realized.

"Tomorrow, you go with bi laila. you will be delivered by mr. Setya"

setya, the driver of the house.The driver was only in charge of picking up people home.not a private driver.

"Didn't you want to come?"

An shook his head quickly. "I can't go"

"Why?" zahra was curious about her husband's repulsion.

An stared cynically at his wife. "Do I have to tell you everything" he said.

Zahra shakes. "no"

At the end of the word zahra stepped his feet towards his bed. While laying his body, he pulled his blanket to cover his body.

Before closing her eyes, she looked at her husband.

God, that was handsome of her husband.

So, also with an. he turned off his phone. then put it on the table. while lying his body back.

A couple slept in a room, but not in bed.

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The morning had come, the zahra in her room prepared clothes for her husband who was currently in the bathroom.

He put the shirt on his bed. A few moments later, and came out of the bathroom while wearing a bathrobe or bathrobe.

Suddenly, zahra immediately lowered his head, when he saw that. "Astaghfirullah" he murmured.

Though it is not a problem.the two are a couple.so, it is legitimate if both see a part of each aurat.

Likewise with an, he was very embarrassed.he thought, zahra had come down from earlier, but in fact the woman was still in his room.

Athaghfirullah! what was their dream last night, why could it be like this?.

Even the man was wailing. "hey, you" he said. "facing back" zahra obediently, he immediately faced back.

The man took his clothes, but his eyes could not be separated from the zahra.he was afraid, the woman suddenly turned her head deliberately.

After taking it, he ran quickly into the bathroom. Along with that, the sound of knocking on the door of the room was heard by zahra's ears.

Zahra glanced a little, apparently her husband was already in the bathroom. soon the woman opened the door.

"Assalamualaikum, mother" said his greeting while kissing the middle-aged woman's back hand.It turns out the person who knocked on the door was asthma.

"Girishal"

"Where is your husband zahra?" ask the curious asthma who did not see the whereabouts of his son.

"My husband is in the bathroom" she replied gently.

Asthma was slightly stunned, her eyes looking at the wall clock in the room, from the clock it showed at 9:49.

Not usually the son was late, but the boy was so disciplined.

The woman gave a big smile and showed her clean white teeth.

"what did he do until he was late?" he said, with the intention of flirting.

Zahra recalled when she accidentally saw her husband in a bathrobe.From behind his veil, she flashed a faint smile.

"Zahra" called asma, who got no answer from her daughter-in-law, and did not answer a man coming out of the bathroom.

"Zahra, next time.if you're still in the room, say" the man said after coming from the bathroom, dressed up.

The four eyes of the woman stared at the man while, an was made to be surprised by the arrival of his mother.

His eyes looked at Zahra with question marks, why did he not tell himself?. Then looked at his mother.asma commented a sweet smile to her son.

"Why should zahra say? isn't this his room too?" ask the woman curious.

An approached his mother, hugging her. and letting go of her embrace. "why?" ask her mother back.

An became confused, he did not know what to answer. temporarily, asthma did not know with the household relationship of his son.like a stranger is not like a couple.

"Mother" called zahra. The four eyes were on him, and became anxious, his heart was so sure if his wife would complain to his mother about his attitude that was always indifferent to him.

"My husband's mother's son and mother's a good man, of course, my husband's a good man" he wrote.

Bak was struck by lightning, which the man thought turned out to be wrong.obviously he always ignored himself.but, why his wife still praised him in front of his mother.

"Zahra can I ask?" ask asthma with a serious face.zahra nodded his ass. "Did I make you any trouble?"

Zahra shook her head. "insyaaAllah, no. Right now my husband is not bothering me mother" she replied calmly as she looked at her husband.

Both of them look at each other.but the gaze implies dislike with the statement of zahra.an classified as a sensitive man.yes, he understood with the words of his wife.

What zahra means, is this time.not the treatment an before or yesterday.more precisely, this second. because in this second an not bother him.

Asthma breathed a sigh of relief.he looked at his son. "An, his mother left him to mother and mother left him to you"

"Mom, you know, you're married not on the basis of liking.but, matchmaking.mom also knows an, if you don't love him"

"hence mother asks you, if you cannot love her, then protect her heart.don't make her hurt or cry" the hand of asthma smothered her son's cheek.

"If you make her cry, you're making your mother cry too"

An was a little stunned by his mother's statement.why he so loved his daughter-in-law.It was fortunate that Zahra got a mother-in-law who loved him very much.

An nodded at his mother's request.

Asma smiled broadly at her son. "an, you are exactly the same as your father" saying the word 'father' made asthma reminiscent of her late husband.

Her husband had preceded her.and by then was nine years old.The departure of her husband who did not leave her a penny property requires asthma to slam bones in order to support his family.

And because of this, he loved his mother very much, because he knew for himself how his mother struggled to avoid hunger.and also asthma sent him to school, until he became the person he wanted to be.

Asthmatic eyes slightly condensed a circle of tears. "mother, father is already calm in nature there"

Asthma blinked her eyes, and dropped a lump of condensed tears.

Asthma nodded. "yes, your father is calm"

Zahra's hands gently stroked the arms of her mother-in-law, trying to strengthen her. "my son, exactly the same as her father zahra. mas rangga always said 'yes' to me. never did he reject her"

Zahra joined the training with that atmosphere. "yes mother.may Allah give the best place on his side" his prayer, and in 'Aamiin' right by asthma also an.

Jazaakumullah Khairan's.''yes!.