Hijrah Love Casanova
The Changing Attitude.

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

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"Mas, I'm just gonna go back to my room. If--"

"What makes you not want to sleep here?" sela Zayn who again put a tie on her neck. Suppose he is not evil and treats Fira with cruelty. It was definitely the girl who would wear the tie around her neck.

Like any other married couple. However, what makes this situation not good is itself. Whatever Fira did. He actually likes that.

Maybe because of a high ego and never let down. Making Zayn pull over to never believe in any girl.

"Bu-not! Not that I don't want to sleep here. It's just that I want to cook. If I'm here how am I---"

"There was a maid working on it. Last night I told Mr. Rudi to take one of the maids to the house. Maybe now cooking." Zayn interrupted again.

The young man again opened the wardrobe to choose his work coat and did not forget Zayn also brought his wife's diary book which he put into the bag of the inner suit.

"Really! Eum.... Then do you know if I'm hurt?" fira asked in shock to hear that Zayn wanted to send a maid from her father-in-law's house.

"I'm not a deaf man. It's not like last night you said you couldn't tell Mom. So I could have told him."

"Yes, then did mama not ask why we should-"

"I'm just saying, if you're facing a thesis exam. So when busy doing homework, when to learn." Zayn walked over to his wife who was sitting on the side of the bed.

"Let's get off! Not that you're gonna shower and change clothes. But... Aghs! Just come down first. I'm going to go buy some water-repellent bandages at the pharmacy at the gas station" the young man said.

"Fira, let's stand up. Why are you even quiet," exclaimed the young man waiting to help Fira get downstairs.

"Agh! Yes," replied Fira immediately stood up despite slowly with the stick next to his hand. The girl fell silent because she was really very touched on her husband's fickle attitude.

Sometimes it is good and sometimes it always hurts him with words. Just got out of the bathroom angry for no reason.

Then when he saw his wife go into the bathroom to clean the broken glass that he slammed because of the interest of Raisa. The young man immediately blocked Fira's hand because the girl should not clean the glass shards.

Whether conscious or not, Zayn said, Let me clean it up. Your hand will get hurt. So Fira only notices Zayn cleaning up the mess he made himself.

So Zayn's fickle behavior made the girl feel confused. Sometimes Fira is considered a maid. Sometimes like a much loved wife.

Actually, about two weeks ago. The young man's attitude slowly began to err. Since then there have been two times Zayn brought food from a fancy restaurant for his wife. When Fira asked, Zayn replied that during the meeting he ate at the restaurant.

When he came home, he bought it for the girl. How Fira was not offended by his strange behavior.

"Later if there's Aunt Inah, you ask for her help if you need anything." the Casanova said as he swallowed his Saliva as his eyes stared at the neckline of the wife who didn't wear the hijab.

"Yes," Fira answered briefly as she descended the stairs one by one and Zayn was beside her body.

"Damn! Why is his neck so white." said Zayn quickly averted his eyes.

The young man was a cassanova who had been used to enjoying himself when it came to the girl he paid for. So it is certainly easy to be tempted to see the white neck of his wife alone.

"Fira," again called out to his wife. The woman was beside him. Even the girl's hand she held gently.

"Huem, yes, Mas. What's up?" Shafira stopped in the middle of the stairs and looked at her husband.

"Have you ever gone out of the house not wearing a hijab?" what kind of question is that?

Zayn who had seen the beautiful neck of his wife immediately asked. He was very curious about his silly question.

"No! I've been wearing a hijab since I was a kid. Then after I graduated elementary school. I said to mom and dad. That I want to go to the pesantren. So during my stay at the cottage I began to learn to be better than before." replied Fira as she walked on with their footsteps.

After hearing the answer from Fira. Zayn just nodded who had no idea what kind of response.

"Let's sit down and wait here. I'm gonna go buy the bandages. After that you can take a shower." said Zayn brought Fira to wait in the middle room of the luxury house.

"Wait around! I won't be long. But. It looks like I'll all buy breakfast. Maybe when telling Mr. Rudi very suddenly. Aunty Inah was not ready for work here" the young man explained, seeing no sign that their maid had arrived.

"Yes, Mas be careful," replied Fira only smiling despite still being confused by the husband's attitude.

Zayn did not answer Fira's words. However, he just left. Because he also doesn't have much time. Zayn is a very disciplined person at work. Even though he is a director. Always leave on time.

"Mas, why do you have a duplicate. Be honest when your attitude is kind and considerate. Makes me not want us to be apart. But back to cold mode. I'm afraid to be around you, because every time I say always humbles me."

Fira muttered in a deep breath. She could only pray that Zayn would love her for the remaining ten months of their marriage.

Meanwhile. Zayn went to get breakfast and bandages for his wife. Just arrived in front of the Pharmacy which was not far from their home.

"There's something I can help you with, Young Master" the Pharmacy employee asked Zayn who had just entered.

"Triple waterproof bandage," said Zayn deliberately bought a lot of stock so as not to buy again.

"Well, wait a minute" replied the girl politely because she was very familiar with Zayn who always passed by on her mobile homepage as a famous businessman.

"This is sir, said the employee gave Zayn's order and was immediately paid by the young man. It just so happened that he still had the case money in his wallet.

After that Zayn returned to running his luxury vehicle to find food for their breakfast this morning.

"What food, huh? Why didn't I ask Fira what food she wanted." she asked herself.

"Fried rice... Agh, yes! Fried rice is also good." without thinking again Zayn immediately turned his car to buy fried rice at a restaurant that says only sells specifically for breakfast.

Then the young man went in and ordered fried rice for two servings. Once the order is ready. Zayn paid him again and went straight home after.

It doesn't take long. Only about five minutes later. Zayn's car has arrived home.

"Young Master, please forgive darling for being late. You see, when Mr. Rudi came to tell me if I moved the workplace for a while. I've been sleeping." said Aunt Inah who happened to have just come with Mr. Rudi.

"Yes, it's okay. Come on in and prepare this meal for our breakfast." replied the young man as he handed him the fried rice he bought.

However, before entering Zayn turned to look at Mr. Rudi who just followed out of his car.

"Sir, today my father came home to my mother's house and for the next few days there is no need to come, because Fira has not been able to go to college. His leg hurts. But you don't tell mom. Just tell me if Fira left for college with me."

"Yes Young Master, then I'll go home to the main house now, and if you need anything just call. So that I go straight here." added the private driver Fira who went back into the car to go home to the main house.

Zayn and Aunt Inah entered the house.

"Yes, Bi. Good morning too. Welcome to Mas Zayn's house" replied Fira who made Zayn look straight at him. However, it wasn't long since her fashion-supply was back again.

"Come, let me help you," Zayn invited Fira to the girl's room and Fira just complied.

"Auntie, I'm in the room first, yes." said Fira to the maid.

"Yes, Non. I'll prepare breakfast for Non and Young Master" replied Aunt Inah directly walking towards the kitchen because she had indeed come there. That's when Zayn lived in the house.

"Well, what did you buy breakfast for?" asked Fira while stepping into her room. The girl can walk on her own. However, the Casanova who has a fickle attitude should not walk alone.

When climbing the stairs Fira can not. But when walking in a flat place. The injury is no big deal.

"Fried rice." replied Zayn briefly. "Sit down and let me help" he said again. Fira who already understood just followed orders. The girl sat on the sofa in the room.

"Wait for me upstairs, get the medicine box." Zayn left again for his wife.

However, when Fira Langi dissolves with her mind. Zayn's phone, which was placed on the table, shook. So that makes Fira see who called her husband.

"New number" he said, not daring to raise the call. But the one who called was the new number did not have his name and profile picture.

Ttttddd!

Ttttddd!

The phone kept shaking. But Fira just let it go. Eventually, the caller gave up and sent a message.

Ting!

💌"Zy, *t*please meet me at the usual place cafe. There's something I have to tell you." Fira reads the message at a glance because even though her husband's phone is not locked. The girl still did not dare to do anything presumptuous.

Ting!

💌"This is very important. I know you're still mad at me. But please meet me just this time." Second message from the same number, back in.

Ting!

💌"After hearing my explanation. I promise I won't bother you again. From Raisa. The one who always loved you sa..."

The message could not be read by Fira anymore. Sick when she saw her husband bringing her women home. Fira's heart doesn't hurt this bad. Now it was not a pain, but her heart felt unsettled after reading the message section of the new number on her husband's phone.

"Who is he? Raisa. she says she loves Mas Zayn very much. Is he Mas Zayn's lover who made him unwilling to accept me?" muttered Fira by holding her husband's phone in front of the chest.

"Oh God! Please don't make me weak because of this feeling." Do'a Fira is increasingly convinced that she is already in love with her husband.

Unlocked room door. Making Fira unaware that Zayn had stepped in and saw him holding the young man's phone.

"What do you see?" Zayn asked as he snatched the phone from Fira's hand. Then put it in his pocket.

"Agh! Since when did you come in?"fira was surprised.

"Since you hugged my cell phone," Zayn answered judes. But while removing the bandage on his wife's leg and replaced with a new waterproof bandage.

"Mas, sorry! I didn't open your phone. I just saw a new number calling you." obviously the girl didn't want her husband to misunderstand her.

"Once, go take a shower. After that we have breakfast..I don't just want to take care of you," it turns out Zayn doesn't mind his phone in Fira's hands.

"Yes, I'm taking a shower now. Thank you," Fira who was relieved that Zayn did not discuss the issue of mobile phones. Take the clothes in the closet and bring them into the bathroom.

Zayn was waiting on the sofa while looking at his phone.

"Whose number calls early in the morning like this?" inner Zayn before opening the message that was on her phone.

💌 "Zy, please meet me at the usual place cafe. There are important things you should know." the first message read.

💌 "It's very important, and I know you're still mad at me. But please meet me just this time."

💌 "After you hear my explanation, then I promise I will not bother you again. Raisa, the one who has always loved you since long ago until now." that's the message sent by Raisa.

The ex-lover Zayn loved. But she betrayed his love.

"What else do you want this lang? Why'd he call me?" Zayn clenched his hands tightly. The pain returned again after reading a message from the ex.

Just last night, Zayn slammed the glass in the bathroom.. Recalling fragments of his past.

However, why this morning Raisa sent him a message again. After several years of disappearing without news with Adi. The young man who became Zayn's best friend as well.

"Huh! Goddamn bum!" Zayn cursed in annoyance and sighed harshly. Because his mood is again chaotic. Zayn no longer tastes for breakfast. The young man left Fira's room without saying to the girl who was still bathing.

Kleeek!

The sound of the door being closed by Zayn.

"Master, what a coincidence. That's the breakfast I've prepared" said Aunt Inah who happened to meet when she wanted to call her employer on the top floor.

However, instead saw Zayn coming out from the side of the middle room of the house.

"Later if Fira had gone out of the room and asked me. Tell him I've been to the company because there was a meeting this morning,"

"Okay, sir," replied The Aunt understood.

"Sama.. Please move Fira's clothes upstairs. Whatever happens in this house. You can't tell my mom. When mom, or Papa asked about our relationship. Just tell me that everything is going well.

"Yes Sir, I understand." after hearing the maid's reply. Zayn went to the company.

On the way to his work place. The young man's mind was getting messed up. Though just reading a message from Raisa has not met the woman directly. However, it was already able to make it not careless as it is today.

"What should I do? Am I going to meet him and ask him why he betrayed my love? Or I just take his life. To avenge all my heartache?"

The young man muttered driving his luxury vehicle at medium speed.

"Did Fira read this part of the message? Is Fira hurt?" muttered Zayn who was instead now thinking about his wife. Not Raisa anymore. So that without the young man realizing the thought of his glass disappeared slowly.

... BE CONNECTED... ...

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