Because God
She's my wife.

"You're very lucky, son, to get a wife like a zahra"

The two eyes of the couple met, but Zahra first lowered her gaze.

"Zahra, An, it looks like mom has to go home" he said, looking at the watch on his wrist.

"Alright ma'am, I'll take mom down" said An.

Is rapidly absorbed by asthma.

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"Zahra, where are you going?" ask Asma, who had just realized in Zahra's arms that was carrying a bag.

"I want to visit Ummi's house, Mother" he replied gently.

Asma nodded in understanding. "An, you delivered the daughter-in-law of the mother safely, yes" Asma did not know. if the son told his wife to go with bi Laila.

Zahra wanted to answer, but An answered first. "Alright, mother" while smiling sweetly at her mother.

Not felt, the conversation had brought the three people to a car parked on the page —mobil belonged to Asma.

Zahra immediately shone on the back of Asthma's hand, also with An. Asma stroked her son's cheek, affectionately.

"Take good care of yourself, An." the message goes. "and you, too, must take good care of your wife"

An nodded, while throwing a smile at his mother. Asma also returned the smile of her son, with a big smile.

After that, Asma entered his car. he sat in the back seat.The four eyes, staring at the departure of his mother's car.

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A few moments after that, Zahra turned her body, would enter the house.he wanted to ask bi Laila, would he want to accompany her to visit her Umminya house?.

"Where are you going?" asked An directly. and stopped Zahra's steps. Zahra turned back to her husband.

"I want to see Miss Laila. I want to ask her, is she going to accompany me?" he answered, with his head down.

"I'll drive you" she said, leaving Zahra a little stunned by her husband's words.

Why is it now An's taking his wife? did not he himself send his wife to go with bi Laila.

Indeed yes, but An has bound a promise with his mother that he will drive his wife safely to the destination.

Soon An walked over to his car in Carport.

"Come in" he said. Zahra obeyed, and she got into the car immediately, but she chose to sit in the passenger seat.

Because she already knows her position in the eyes of her husband.yes, her relationship as husband and wife is just a status.

From a car rearview mirror, An's eyes look at his wife who prefers to sit in the passenger seat. An thought for a moment.

If his wife gets out the passenger car door. Umminya will definitely wonder. temporarily, he no longer wants to be trapped in a precarious situation.

"Zahra" call him. Zahra slightly clenched her head, as her name called. "sit down, in front"

Zahra was a little stunned by her husband's request.His heart wondered, why did her husband tell her to sit next to him?.

Without thinking for a long time Zahra obeyed what her husband told her to do. She got back into the car, but now she was sitting next to her husband.His eyes looked at her husband with question marks.

Meanwhile, the man's gaze was straight forward.seen from his face showed mediocrity. whereas for Zahra this was unusual.

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Cit...

An braked the car suddenly.along with that, Zahra's head hit the front of the car.which caused his head, a little dizzy.

However, An did not care about what his wife was going through. he preferred to go out. approached a woman, who stood in his way.

"Hey, kharisa. do you want to die?" he said, half annoyed.

The woman laughed a little. "Sorry. But, I don't want to die. I just want to stop your car" he said.

An rolled his eyes lazily. "It's so ridiculous, Kharisa." he was upset.

Instead of being aware of his behavior that almost endangers his life, he actually laughed loosely when he saw his best friend was angry. "Sorry, An." pinched his best friend's cheek.

Seeing that, Zahra who was in the car, immediately lowered her gaze.Jealously, it must be.which woman was willing to see her husband joking with other women in front of her own eyes.

"Kharisa, what the heck" he said added annoyed.

Kharisa smiled widely. "Sorry, I'm worried to see you angry, An" he said.

"Can I come?" It has not been answered by An. Kharisa immediately walked quickly towards the car while opening the door beside the driver.

Kharisa was surprised not to play. when in the car, found a woman veiled and dressed all in black.

He looked at An with a question mark.while, the man was very resigned to the situation.he also could not do anything.

After all, until when he could hide his new status.

Kharisa pulled forcefully, the woman came out. His eyes looked at the woman from top to bottom with a look of disdain.I don't know what he thought of her?.

Kharisa smiled with his eyes. "Are you hiding behind your clothes?" he said he underestimated his point, Kharisa thinks that Zahra is a paid woman who hides behind his appearance.

Kharisa thought so, because he did not know An and Zahra's marriage.

Zahra frowned, confused. "Why are you quiet?" he asked her who did not get an answer from the woman.

Zahra looked at her husband for a moment. In fact, Zahra could have told Kharisa that she was An's wife but Zahra wanted her own husband to say that to the woman.

"You don't have to be that innocent" Kharisa said, making women turn to him.

"I don't understand what you're saying." she replied softly.

"Really?." Kharisa took Zahra's hand as he walked over to An, who was still standing on the spot.

"Who is he?" ask him to An.

The man looked at Zahra, with pity, after all Zahra was his wife.

Zahra only resigned to Allah, and she also resigned with her husband's answer later.even though later An did not admit her marriage in front of Kharisa, Zahra will steadfastly accept it.

"Why are you quiet? tell me who he is?" he asked back when he didn't get an answer from An.

"She's my wife" she said.

Kharisa rounded her eyes perfectly to form the letter 'O'. So also with Zahra, she did not expect with her husband's answer.

Zahra looked at her husband with condense eyes because she was moved. Believe me, when we fully surrender to God.that is when, God will help or help us in his way.

"Are you kidding me?" he asked in a weak tone, and did not believe the words of his friend.

An nodded resignedly. "Yes, she's my wife"

Kharisa's eyes stared at Zahra clingy.he regretted accusing Zahra, which the woman had never done.

"I'm sorry" he said sincerely, extending his hand.

Zahra shook the woman's hand quickly. "I forgave you before you apologized to me" he said sincerely.

Kharisa immediately hugged Zahra tightly when his apology was accepted by Zahra with pleasure.

While releasing his embrace.

"Why don't you get angry, or defend yourself?" tanyanya.

Zahra lowered her heart, that she only wanted her husband to answer her.

Seeing the submission, Kharisa felt that Zahra did not want to answer. "You don't have to answer, I'm sure you have a reason" he said, understanding Zahra's heart.

Zahra smiled behind her veil. "What's your name?" asked Zahra, curious.

"Kharisa Laura. What's your name?"

"My name is Nazwa Az-Zahra"

"wow, what a beautiful name"

[Wow, what a beautiful name]

Zahra smiled behind her veil. "Thank you"

Kharisa gaped, he did not expect if Zahra understood English. "Wow, I didn't expect you to understand English" he said amazed.

[Wow, I didn't expect you to understand English]

Zahra tekeh's.

The woman in addition to understanding religion, she also understands in English. moreover, in modern times like this. a lot of us find people of Indonesian blood speaking English.

Jazaakumullah Khairan & Like ya!.