
"Mas knows, I was wrong. But I can't do anything" he said again.
"What's his name?" zahra asked, after letting go of her husband's embrace.
"Zoya's."
"Was long as you come home late, even often sleeping in the apartment, it was actually you .. you were together with my madam? Your second wife?" zahra asked, and Nares nodded his head.
"Sorry .. Sorry, I lied to you. Not to lie to you, but I'm not ready to see you cry and disappointed like now."
"If you want, you'll divorce her" Nares said.
"What did you say, mas? Don't talk like that, with you talk like that, like I'm a bad person. Although I am disappointed and sick to hear you have another wife, but I am not that bad, I will try to accept my madam. So please don't talk like that again."
"Pardon me, I didn't mean to say that. Mas just don't want to make you more hurt, but if you ask like that. Well, I'm not gonna talk like that anymore."
"Find me with him mas, I want to meet my madam" Zahra said with trembling lips.
"You want to meet him? You sure?" asked Nares, and was taken by Zahra.
"Well, I'll bring you two together. Later I'll bring him here," he said.
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The next day, the time showed at twelve noon. Nares plans to pick up Zoya from her college, but by the time she arrives, she sees Zoya along with the man she thinks is young.
For some reason, seeing Zoya together with a man, Nares felt angry and upset.
He hurriedly drove his car in front of Zoya, who happened to be still in the campus environment, the parking lot.
On the other hand, Zoya is about to go to the bus stop. Because indeed he often went home by bus, surprised by the arrival of Erik the chairman of the association as well as his senior.
"Hey, Zoya. Do you want to go home? Let me take you?" Erik invites Zoya to go home together.
"Sorry, I'll go home by bus or take a taxi online" Zoya said.
"But why don't you want me to take you home? I heard, you live in apartment xxx, it happens that my house is also unidirectional."
"I'm sorry, but I'm not feeling good. You know I'm married" said Zoya, and Erik nodded his head.
Yes, the entire campus or rather classmate Zoya already knows that she is married.
Because Zoya doesn't want to cover up her status. According to him, if he covered his married status it would definitely be complicated.
Only then will Erik speak, hindered by the voice that calls Zoya.
"Zoya" called Nares to his little wife.
Zoya and Erik both look towards the source of the sound.
"Sister," murmured Zoya.
While Erik instead judged Nares, he thought about whether the man of today was Zoya's husband, he thought.
Erik assesses Nares, who looks young, Nares wearing a shirt with his arms rolled up, black.
And the checkered material pants are dark gray, as well as sneaker shoes.
Yes, Nares prefers to wear a shirt without a suit like no other.
Nares approached Zoya, then he grabbed her by the waist in front of Erik.
And it makes Zoya dumbass, not usually Nares behave like that.
Getting such treatment, makes Zoya nervous. "Ah, i-yes." Zoya answers Nares' question nervously.
Because now they are becoming a spectacle of people, not only Erik but also all students who want to go home.
"Did you not want to introduce me to this friend of yours?" ask Nares again.
"A-ah, yeah. I'd like you to meet, this is Erik's brother. Senior Zoya is also the chairman of the student association." Zoya introduces Erik to Nares, and vice versa.
"And yes, brother Erik. She's a sister of Nares, Zoya's husband" she said.
"Nares" said Nares, extending his hand.
"Erik." Erik returned Nares' hand.
"Well, we'd better go home. Excuse me first" Nares told Erik, and Erik nodded his head.
Nares takes Zoya into his car, without letting go of his hand, which holds Zoya's waist.
In the car there was no sound, until finally the car driven by Nares, entered into a residential alley.
"Where are we going, brother?" asked Zoya, after the car he was riding into a fairly elite housing.
"Later you will know" he replied.
Zoya was no longer talking, until the car he was riding into a minimalist house but quite spacious it.
"Let's get off" asked Nares, after he turned off his car engine in his yard.
Zoya gets out of the car, and follows Nares from behind.
"Assalamu'alaikum" said Nares, as they were already inside the house.
"Wa'alaikum salam" answered a beautiful woman who was none other than Zahra, Nares' first wife.
Zahra went down the stairs, holding her daughter Zahwa.
"You have come home, you are" she said, as she slapped the back of her husband's hand.
"Yes." Yeah." Nares replied by kissing Zahra's forehead, and kissing her child's puffer cheek.
Seeing that, Zoya can conclude that she is now at her husband's house with his first wife.
And she could see her husband's first wife, very beautiful and graceful. Although only using a long modern negligee and an instant veil, it does not eliminate its beautiful appearance.
"What is she .. " said Zahra to her husband, glancing at Zoya, who had been watching them both.
Seeing that made Nares look back, he patted his forehead with one hand, because one hand he used to hold Zahwa.
Why can he forget, that he also brought Zoya to his house, because he wants to introduce Zoya to his first wife, Zahra.
"Ah sorry, I forgot. I told you once that I was married again. And you wanted to meet him, so I brought him so you could get to know him" Nares said.
"Yes, um." Zahra smiled at Zoya, who lowered her head, looking at Zoya, and seeing her beautiful Zoya.
"Why duck?" zahra asked Zoya, and it made Zoya raise her face and look at Zahra, who was already in front of her.
"A-assalamu'alaikum" Zoya said nervously.
"Wa'alaikum greetings," Zahra replied, he immediately hugged the honey, making Zoya surprised. But soon Zoya returned her embrace.
"What's your name?" ask Zahra.