Flower Widow
Chapter 143

Zakia looked at Zidan with a hard-to-understand look. Zidan has been quieting himself for a week. They only interact naturally when with their extended family. Zidan still occupies his family home due to Farida's request.

Zakia started to get caught off guard with Zidan's attitude this time. Zakia knows if Zidan's bad attitude is when angry he will drag on. But Zakia could always overcome her husband's frustration. However, this leg Zidan's attitude suddenly changed without cause, initially Zakia thought it was normal because Zidan was busy with the central company he managed to move to, maybe Zidan was tired, he thought.

"Mas" Zakia to the brink of his middle age faced Zidan's silence.

Zidan only glanced at Zakia, before looking back at his laptop.

"Mass? " Call him again, even though Zidan's attitude changed Zakia still called out to him gently.

Zidan did not answer but showed his laptop screen, indicating that he was busy. Zakia just nodded and moved her feet away from Zidan.

Zidan seemed to sigh many times before finally continuing his work.

"Kia" Call Farida when she sees her daughter-in-law passing by her side.

"Yes Ma? " Farida patted the sofa beside her. Zakia was obediently sitting beside her mother-in-law.

"You have a problem with Zidan? " Zakia just blinked her eyes innocently.

"There's no problem, Mom. Wh why? "

"Zidan's mother's son, so did Kia. I can feel you guys aren't okay. I just hope you are patient with Zidan's prolonged attitude if you are upset or angry. He's only so if hiss feels disturbed"

"He understands"

"If Zidan stays like this, tell me Mom. Let me talk to Zidan"

"Mother" Zakia gently stroked her in-laws' hands. "This is a test of Kia household with Mas Zidan, God willing Kia can pass this. Maybe Kia has not known what causes Mas Zidan urgency lately. Kia just concluded maybe Mas Zidan is tired of office work. So I just calm down, later Kia try to talk to Mas Zidan slowly"

"Zidan is stubborn, son"

"Hahaha, but stubbornness is what makes Mas Zidan successful ma'am. Kia wants to make Mas Zidan tea first, ma'am" This is just a Zakia alibi.

"Zidan's still working, it's the weekend. The tumben? " Heran Farida's.

"Maybe urgent" replied Zakia briefly as she passed with her sweet smile.

Arriving at the kitchen Zakia was only able to take a deep breath and exhale slowly. Gathering his courage to talk to Zidan.

"This is Kia making tea" Zakia immediately placed the tea on the table beside Zidan sitting down.

"Hmm" That was the only answer Zidan gave.

"Busy mom? " Zakia sat in the chair next to Zidan, her eyes staring straight ahead at the leaves moving in the wind. They are currently on the balcony.

Zidan did not reply, only glancing towards Zakia.

"Not answer, just listen. Mas may answer sometime" Zakia chuckled at the end of her sentence.

Zidan closed his eyes, Zakia's tone was the same as Zakia's first acquaintance.

"This is why exactly? Why did Kia suddenly shut up? Is there something wrong? " Slowly and gently the way Zakia asked.

"If Kia's wrong, Kia's sorry baby. Please don't let Kia down. Mas usually negur Kia if Kia is wrong, this is why suddenly just shut up. Se fatal and how big wrong Kia, so that Mas can not reprimand Kia? Se sick what's wrong Kia made so that Mas refused to look at Kia lately? "

"Tau bag? Kia. Longing for the warm figure of Kia's husband, longing for the spoiled figure of Kia's husband, Kia longs to be stared at so warmly and so deeply by Kia's husband. Kia longs when talking about anything before going to bed" Slowly and deeply, but has not been able to tear down the high ego of Al Fatih's descendants.

"Mas knows best who Kia is, closest to Kia more than the Kia family itself. Please don't let Kia down, Kia apologizes once again if Kia got it wrong. Better reprimand or even Mas ngomel Kia no papa than Mas let stand"

Zidan was still silent, Zakia smiled sweetly at this. Zidan returns to being Zidan with a high ego. And Zakia was almost on the verge of his patience.

"Darling? " It was very gentle that Zakia called out to Zidan.

Zidan just sighed. Handed Zakia his laptop and left it. Zakia received the laptop and stared at the screen that was showing a video a few months ago.

"You jealous, Mom? You must be thinking things out" Zakia chuckled at the video.

"It's great to make this video, why the crop is not cool" Zakia again laughed to herself.

"It was only because of jealousy that Mas willingly cuekin me almost a week" Zakia pouted to find the cause of the change in her husband's attitude. "What a friend of mine is"

Zakia closes Zidan's laptop and takes care of the rest of Zidan's work. Staring at the tea that Zidan had not touched and smiling knots. Jealousy is blind and it is true.

"So how, Dan? "

"What's the matter, Om? "

"On that one? "

"At any time I won't do polygamy. Do not know if it is abstinence for the descendants of Al Fatih" replied Zidan firmly, without him knowing that the wife was standing with a flat face and cold behind there.

"What's wrong Zidan? Your wife isn't pregnant either, is she? Please Om, Zidan. Dinda wouldn't have married if it wasn't for you"

"Then should I hurt my wife? Sorry I can't Om"

"Why Zidan? Is Zakia pregnant? "

"No"

"Therefore, since Zakia was not yet pregnant, marry Dinda Zidan. Give him a descendant and you can divorce him"

"But, Om.. "

Prangs...

Everyone was shocked and looked in the same direction. Zakia seemed to stare at the shards of the urn that she accidentally hit when she turned around.

"Destroyed and messy" he murmured.

"Honey" Zakia immediately stepped on her legs without looking back.

"What is this Zidan? " Tanya Farida who just came from the back garden.

"Rich, don't be that dangerous, son" Zidan quickly held his nephew as Richi ran without seeing the road he was about to walk.

Zidan turned around and looked at the papa's younger brother with a cold look.

"Listen to this one more time, Om. I'm Zidan Al Fatih until anytime I'll only have one wife, one woman I want. And that's just Zakia Arabelle Lawrence, the future mother of my children. This attitude of Om is the same as playing a marriage"

"What does this mean, Zidan? " Tanya Farida was confused.

"Don't make me sick of Om's ridiculous request" Zidan said, walking away from there.

"Why is this Mom? " Tanya Zainal, who had just returned home from the office, was shocked to see the shards of the urn scattered.

"This Mother is also confused to ask the same explanation who? "

"Follow Brother to the study, brother wants to talk" Al Fatih immediately stepped foot. The anger was clearly read on the face of the man with grandfather status.

Zainal scratched his un-itchy head. She was confused, and her mother was confused too. What's really going on, that's all there is in both.

"Mas Zain" The shout made Zainal immediately run in shock. Even Farida also followed her eldest child, Farida memorized this voice. Danists.

"Why baby? " Zainal went straight in with his panicked face.

"O Allah Danis, come on Zain, carry your wife. It seemed like Danis was about to give birth, that her water had already broken" Farida looked frantically looking at her daughter-in-law's face slightly paled.

"Yes ma'am" Zainal swiftly carried his wife.

"Loh Bang, Ma'am Danis why? " It seems that Zakia also regulated her breathing.

"You want to be like the deck, take your mother first. Please take care of Rich"

"Kia come, let Rich be with Mas Zidan. Old brother, Kia followed up while carrying the preparation of Mbak Danis and baby" Zainal just nodded and carried Danis with a little run.

"Loh Bang's? "

"You want your brother, Dan" Zidan immediately ran in front of Zainal, even Richi is still in his arms.

In the room Zakia and Farida immediately took some items that Danis had not put in her gear bag.

Outside, Zidan swiftly sat in the steering chair. Richi he's sitting in his side chair. Zainal and Danis in the back seat.