Hijrah Love Casanova
That's My House.

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...HAPPY READING'S......

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"I don't know either." replied the girl named Ines. Both girls want to leave the place because they had stopped by just to buy pads for Ines who happened to be his house not far from there.

"Easy! Next time we just follow him and take the evidence to expose his rot. I'm pretty sure, that girl just seems to be pretending to be a saint. In fact, it's just a cheap woman." continued Ines while running his luxury vehicle.

Just because Shafira likes a lot. Including the men they like. Hating Fira for no reason.

Everyone knows that Shafira never seduces anyone. The young man who liked him really because he liked his good personality.

Meanwhile, in the supermarket.

Shafira takes a shopping trolley to bring her groceries. Fortunately the beautiful girl was used to cooking to help her mother. So know what items are most needed because she has to think about the money given by her husband.

After everything was complete, Fira immediately paid it to the cashier. It doesn't take long, other than no money. Fira also wants to quickly go home to cook for their lunch.

Zayn is afraid to go home before he finishes cooking for lunch, because Fira herself does not know where her husband is going. Going home in the afternoon or evening, the important thing is that he has done his duty as a wife.

"How, Brother?" ask the girl at the cashier when everything is put in the shopping bag.

"Six hundred eighty-seven thousand, two hundred rupiahs. So to be even eighty-eight thousand, I give this flavoring spice." replied the cashier.

"Oh, yes. This is the money." Fira who knows all the price of expensive goods. The end managed to buy enough and while shopping earlier Fira thought about the groceries he bought. So that the money still has the rest.

"Some twenty-two thousand, yes, Miss. And this is the receipt of payment for all the goods you buy." said the cashier who was immediately received by Fira along with the groceries he bought.

"Thank you, Brother. I received the goods and the rest of the money." replied Shafira before saying goodbye to go home.

As soon as he came out of the supermarket. Mr. Rudi who saw his young lady carrying two large crackles just ran over to help the girl.

"Miss, put the stuff down. Let me take it to the car" said Mr. Rudi who knew that Shafira could not give up her luggage for fear of contact with him.

If the groceries are not placed first on the court that has been cemented in front of the supermarket.

So even if the goods are placed briefly will not be dirty because the court is clean.

"Yes, Sir! Please yes, because there is rice as well." replied Shafira did not refuse an offer from her personal driver.

Shafira also bought five kilos of rice. So if he is not helped, he has trouble holding his own.

After the goods are put in the car. Safira also compose and sit in the middle bench as when departing from.

"This money there is a remaining three hundred and twenty thousand rupiah. Hopefully my groceries were nothing less, so that the rest of the money can be made to buy side dishes or vegetables every day. Until Mas Zayn gives money again." Shafira muttered in her heart while counting the rest of the money given by her husband earlier.

"Non, we have arrived" said Mr. Rudi turned off his car engine because they had arrived in front of the house.

"That's because the new Miss first passed the road here and also because Miss daydreamed from the supermarket. It will not be realized that we have arrived." replied Mr. Rudi out of the car and opened the car door for his employer.

Not to forget Mr. Rudi also took out all the groceries. Then he drove to the front door, because it was impossible to help bring it into the house.

"Sir, thank you so much for helping me. Now I go straight to my mom's house. Tomorrow morning I just come to pick me up again to go to college." said Shafira despite feeling disrespectful told Mr. Rudi to go home.

However, willing to offer to enter is also impossible, because in the house there is no one else.

"Would Miss Fira not travel again?"

"No, Sir. Today I am just at home and I am not going anywhere anymore. Forgive me, instead of not offering the father drinking water. However, Mas Zayn is no longer home."

"Yes, Non. You also understand, anyways in the car there is drinking water. Sorry also you can only help get here" the driver said immediately to return to the main house.

It's good to see that Mr. Rudi is already running his car. Only then did Shafira open the door and bring all her groceries into the house, to be arranged in their respective places.

It was just to clean up the kitchen. Shafira had to spend almost an hour.

"Agh! Finally finished too." exclaimed the girl after arranging groceries into the refrigerator and also on the sideboard where the compiler special shopping.

If the place of rice and other spices. There is already a container available on the side table of the kitchen where cooking.

However, just now the girl was about to start cooking. The phone inside the clean kitchen rang. So that makes Shafira immediately lift it.

⁇ ️ Shafira : "Assalamualaikum, happy naught-"

📱 Zayn : "This one doesn't have to cook, because I'm not going home. Cook for dinner, because I want to have dinner at home." Zayn said, not answering his wife's greetings.

⁇ ️ Shafira: "Alright, then I will cook later in the afternoon. Mas--"

Tuuuu!

Before Shafira said anything. Zayn had turned off his phone unilaterally. The young man called Shafira's phone number. However, he did not know his wife's own mobile number.

Finally Zayn called Mr. Rudi and his family driver said he had brought Shafira home. Less than an hour ago. That's why the young man called the house phone.

"If Mas Zayn doesn't come home now. This afternoon I will not cook. Then make dinner." said Fira smiling happily because her husband called to have dinner at home.

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"Zayn, are you sure you want to take Elena to your house and Fira's?" asked Edo who was sitting in his study.

Yes, Zayn went to his best friend's company to calm his mind.

"Of course I'm sure. Why should I doubt? Because it's my house, not his house. So it's up to me to bring anyone. Fira just hitchhiked there, until where I kicked him out of my life for all eternity." replied Zayn who planned to bring his woman home. For Shafira to know that his wife is of no value at all.

Even compared to the comfort women . Zayn was not disgusted when he touched them. Unlike when against Shafira, just look fed up. Then how is it possible to touch the girl.

...SERIATE......