Honey For Amira
Zia's Basics

"Yes, I promise I will never lie to you again. And I'm sorry too, I promise you, I won't repeat my actions again."

Zia suddenly hugged Farhan tightly.

"Zi, you're hugging me. You don't hug me here Zi. Shame on seeing people."

"Mas, for what shame. We are husband and wife. So what's the shame."

"But Zi. It's maghrib. We don't deserve a hug on the porch like this."

"I'll hold you back before you promise me, if you want to go home tonight."

"Yes yes. I promise you, I'll be home tonight."

Zia then let go of her embrace. After that she smiled at her husband.

"Why do you want to come here? want to pray in the mosque?"

"If you want to do something?"

"Yes, I'm going to the mosque. It's adzan."

"Yes, we are together. I haven't been in this mosque in a long time either."

"Yes, come on. But you don't hug me anymore in public. Shame on me," infuriated Farhan.

After that Farhan and Zia walked together towards the mosque.

After praying in the mosque, Novi and Laila returned to Amira's house.

"Assalamualaikum" Novi and Laila said as they walked into the house.

"Wa'alakiumsalam," said Amira who is currently in the living room.

Novi and Laila then kiss the back of Amira's hand. After that they walked towards their rooms.

Moments later, Novi came out of his room. He then approached Amira and sat down by Amira's side.

"Bak, where's Mas Farhan?" ask Novi.

"It's still in the mosque."

"Oh. Still in the mosque."

"What's the matter with Abinya Laila?"

"You borrowed the bike."

Amira stared at Novi.

"Where are the gini nights?"

"I want to buy some meatballs for dinner."

"Why buy meatballs. You still have side dishes and rice in the kitchen."

"I'm lazy to eat rice. And I don't like your husband's cooking. Lazy I'm Ma'am. Until I eat the cooking of Ms. Amira or mother."

"Yes it's up to you anyway. Is there no rice or side dishes at home?"

"Yes there is. But I'm gonna eat meatballs again. If Ma'am Amira wants nitip, I'll buy Mommy."

Amira quiet.

"Try it, you ask Laila. He wants no meatballs."

"Yes Ma'am. Don't ask Laila first."

Novi got up from his seat. After that he went to Laila's room.

"La, do you want to come with Aunt Novi?"

Laila who was already lying on her bed, looked towards Novi.

"Where are you going?" ask Laila.

"I want to buy meatballs up front."

Laila smiled and placed her phone on the bed. He then sat up and got straight out of his bed.

"Follow dong Tan," said Laila as she approached her Tantenya.

"Yes, come on. But Aunt Novi only has a little money. You ask money to Umi you try if you want to buy meatballs too."

"Yes Tan."

Laila then approached her mother and asked Amira for money to buy meatballs.

"Mi, there's Mi money. I'm gonna buy some meatballs."

"There's a wallet. There, take it yourself in Umi's room."

"Ready Mi."

Laila then goes to her mother's room to take money to buy meatballs.

Amira takes her wallet and takes some money for Laila to buy meatballs.

"You want to go now?" ask Amira.

"Yes yes dong. My people are hungry too."

"Yes, be careful."

"Oh yes Ma'am. Which motor key?"

"Tuh" said Amira while pointing at the key of Farhan's motorbike on the table.

Laila and Novi then stepped out of her house. They took Farhan's motorbike which was still on the front porch of the house. After that, they left the house to buy meatballs.

In front of the mosque, Farhan was still chatting with Zia.

"Mas, you come with me home."

"You go home first Zi."

"Yes Mas. But I want to go home with you. You come with me home."

"I can't Zi. I have to get permission from Amira."

"Yes Mas. How to use permit-permission events all the way. No permission is okay either. People close."

"Yes. But I and my bike are home too."

"Certainly? you can see I'm coming home on foot."

"Well, if you want to go home with me. You stopped by Amira's house. We got permission from Amira. After that we go home to your house. Later I boncengin you use a motorbike. How's it."

"Can deh. But, Miss Amira it's okay to play at her house."

"It's okay. People just play."

"Yes, it's yuk."

Zia and Farhan then walked together to the house of Amira.

Arriving on the front porch of the house, Farhan stopped his steps. He looked around.

"Lho, where did my bike go" said Farhan.

"Why Mas?"

"My motor does not exist. I think someone made it."

"So you want me to go home with what?"

"He's on a motor. Let's go in yuk first. We wait inside. Maybe the bike's on my sister-in-law's again."

"Yes, it's."

Farhan and Zia then entered the house.

"Assalamualaikum" said Zia and Farhan simultaneously.

"Wa'alakiumsalam," said Amira already heard from the middle room.

"Amira" said Farhan.

Amira is shocked when she sees Farhan and Zia coming.

"Mas Farhan, Zia. You guys..."

"Darling, I want Zia to come home. But the bike is not outside. So I brought Zia here. It's okay, baby."

Amira quiet. He seemed to dislike Zia coming to his house. Fortunately, Novi is gone. If Novi comes home, there will definitely be a great war between Novi and ,Zia.

"It's okay, Mommy" said Amira.

"Zi, let's sit Zi."

"Yes Mas. Thanks." Thanks."

Zia sat down after Farhan invited her to sit down. Farhan also sat down. He sat down by Amira's side and near Zia.

After sitting down, Zia looked at Amira fixedly.

"Mom, how's Ma'am?" zia asked Amira's condition.

"I'm good."

"Well, are you healthy?"

"Yes. Thank goodness."

"I'm sorry, Ma'am. I've never been here, Ma'am. Actually I want to come here. But at home I always bother. So I just got here"

I know what's on Zia's mind. He's not here to look at me. But because he needs my husband again. Ih, it's so annoying for this woman. Why the hell, Mas Farhan should convince him to come here. And why also, Zia had to use a pleasantry event like this, the inner Amira.