
Zoya and Zaky are in the room. The night was getting late however, the two humans had just finished their prayer witir. Zoya immediately kissed the back of her husband's hand and Zaky smiled as she got a soft touch on the back of her hand.
"Do we want to go to sleep?" ask Zaky with a smile that ... I don't know. Zoya smelled her smile. "Now dong. There's so much I want to tell you, Mom. After that, you left me like that," Zoya replied as she snatched an annoyance.
Zaky chuckled and his hands fumbled around as a grip. Zoya quickly holds Zaky's hand to lead her to the bed. "We just chat in bed while lying down," said Zaky whose look was suddenly gloomy.
Zoya cringes. Didn't her husband just smile? Why did that smile change so quickly? After the two lay down with Zoya on Zaky's stocky arm, Zoya looked at her husband's face, which looked clouded.
"Why frown, Mom? Zaky smiled, " asked Zoya. Zaky exhaled his coarse breath. "I'm rich ... It's not really useful being a husband,"
"Mas! Why do I have to say that again?" sela Zoya was upset that her husband had said it several times. "That's the truth, Zoya. My life is too dependent on sticks and — "
"Enough, Mom! Don't say that again I beg ... Mas Zaky can definitely get through this. Don't ever think like that because this is all a trial, Mas. Husnuzdon yes, Mas," said Zoya softly.
Zaky's eyes glazed over to make Zoya's lips curl down, wanting to cry. "I don't know until when this happened" said Zaky, who began to express his heartbreak.
"Believe, Mas. Sooner or later, everything will be over. Our job is to pray and try. The result problem, it's a bonus from God, Mas," said Zoya pacifying.
Zaky just sobbed and hugged Zoya's body tighter. "God, Zoya ... I'm lucky to have a wife like you. Thank you God ...."
Zoya returns her husband's embrace and further sinks her face into Zaky's field chest. Zoya can get her comfort back when Zaky hugs her. The burden that was in her mind seemed to flow out along with her husband's soothing embrace.
After crying for a long time, Zoya rubbed her husband's wet face with her lentic fingers. "Ana uhibbuka fillah, Mas Zaky," said Zoya who immediately made Zaky smile back up.
"Ahabbaka-lladzii ahbabtanii lahu, yes Zawjati,"
Cup. Cup. Cup.
Zoya kisses her husband's right and left cheeks then ends up on her lips and presses on them for quite a while. After the kiss came off, Zaky smiled happily. "May I ask for my ration tonight? I've been fasting for nine months" Zaky said with a face.
Zoya chuckles softly hearing it. And a hot night when it rains at night is unavoidable as if there is no more tomorrow for the two to love each other.
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Geck. Geck. Geck.
The knock on the door made Zada walk up to the door to open it. His mother knew what he was feeling. Although Zada did not tell the story, his mother could read the language of the heart.
Chequek.
Bu Maya glares. "How can you sleep when you think of you. Mama can't shadow if until your mag crumbs again. You do not remember the word doctor at that time," said Maya ma'am began to lecture at length.
"Yes, yes, Ma. I slept this time. Mama also sleeps so that later when I get sick there is a guard," said Zada who managed to get a flick on his forehead from Maya's mother. "By the way, that's true. Don't just talk. Mama wants you to stay healthy, "Mum Maya seems to want to cry because she is so upset with Zada who has just spoken.
"Eh! My mom even cried. Don't cry, Ma. Zada was just kidding ... Forgive Zada yes, Ma," Zada felt so guilty because his mother even sobbed because of his words.
"Forget Zoya ... He was happy. Find your own happiness. All this time you've made up for all your mistakes, Da. You deserve to be happy" advised Miss Maya then patted Zada's shoulder and passed from before Zada.
Zada stared at his mother's departure and smiled wistfully. "I can't possibly forget a woman as perfect as Zoya, Ma. In fact, I was willing to trade anything for his happiness," Zada muttered and then entered his room again.
When he had just closed the door, his stomach suddenly felt sore. Zada remembered that he had not had lunch and dinner. But, Zada was like losing his appetite. He was busy thinking about what kind of attitude he had to show before Zaky and Zoya later.
Sooner or later, he had to meet the couple.
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Morning came to welcome the people who lived on earth. Zada had been awake since dawn but had to lie down again as his head turned. Especially in addition to his stomach that feels turbulent.
Zada dragged his steps to reach the nightstand where the medicine box was. There were only two grains of mag-reducing pills left in the medicine box. Zada swallowed one but before that, he chewed it first.
The slight aroma of mint made her turbulent stomach subside and her heavy head was light enough that she managed to drag her steps towards the bathroom.
After cleaning up, Zada went down the stairs to have breakfast with his family. He must eat even though he is not tasteful or his body will get weaker because the mag attack has infected again.
Yes, Zada knew that the mag, it had recurred. Perhaps, eating one or two slices of bread can relieve the pain in his heart. Because to swallow rice does not seem possible.
"Zada, is your face pale? Your mag must have relapsed again, right?" cecar Bu Khadijah with squeaking eyes. Zada is grinning horses. "Little, Ma. But I have taken medicine, at best, subsided," replied Zada lightly.
"No need to go to the office if so. Papa won't let you into the office. Rest first, huh?" said Mr. Rama worried. Zada. "I'm not papa, Pa. It's normal to eat less rice so this way," replied Zada who actually had mispronounced because Maya ma'am was currently staring at him sharply and intimidatingly.
"Can be right ... You did not eat and sleep until late last night, right? My mom said ... Move on Zada ... Move on!" annoyed Maya ma'am and sits herself in a chair to ease her anger.
"Azhuu, Ma. Calm down first" said Mr. Rama to calm his wife. Zada felt guilty for making his mother burdened. "Yes, Ma. Zada is trying really hard right now," replied Zada, which of course is only to calm his mother.
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