
Arham hasn't come home at dinner yet makes mom feel so furious. He knocked on the door of Zahra's room, which he had kept shut, and Zahra never came out of the room either.
"Zahra get out of you! What are you doing in the room anyway?" wani shouted banging on the door of her daughter-in-law's room.
Zahra who was lying on her bed was shocked to hear the sound of her in-laws knocking and screaming. He rushed to open the door, he did not want to make his father-in-law more angry with him by lingering open the door.
"Yes, Mom. What's up?" ask Zahra who opened the door. Seeing the face of his anger-in-law.
"What are you doing inside? Instead of helping your aunt prepare her dinner you even feel good to sleep. Have you eaten so you keep confining yourself in your room? When will you get out? Until your husband, who doesn't know where he is now, comes home?" Zahra was silent in response to her in-laws.
"Actually where is Arham? Call him and tell him to come home as soon as possible. Mom contacted him a few times. However, his phone was not lifted," said Wani folded his hands on his chest.
Zahra, who heard this, took her phone and tried to call Arham.
Arham's first network voice instantly raised his call.
"Hello, Mum. Where are you?" ask Zahra.
"I'm still in the office, what's wrong?"
"What are you doing in the office at an hour like this? Now home! I want to talk to you, "tell me who took the phone Zahra was holding.
"Yes, Mom. I'm going home now" replied Arham again bowing to what his mother had said. After turning off his phone, Alham breathed a little. He deliberately did not take the call from his mother, he wanted to avoid his mother or rather avoid discussion about asking Zahra for permission to marry again.
"You saw it! Because you are my son now has changed. He never once said anything I said. However, ever since you were present in his life he has always been not according to what I say including today." Wani again gave Zahra's phone in a rough manner.
Zahra caught her phone as her father-in-law threw it at her. The phone almost fell to the floor. Zahra only saw her in-laws walking out.
"I have to hear these words tonight from Arham" murmured softly Zahra, wanting her to leave the house so that the words she did not want to hear would not reach her ears. Wanting her to go somewhere else to avoid all that, she could feel her pain even when the Word had not been spoken from her husband's mouth.
After 1 hour Arham arrived. Zahra who heard the sound of her husband's car engine peeking out the window, wanted to get out. But back to his intention.
"I'd better wait for Mas Arham in the room alone," she muttered still standing at the door and slightly rewinded her steps giving rarely from the door so that her husband could enter.
"Arham wait," called the mother when she saw her son walking towards her room.
Arham sighed again for the umpteenth time and turned to walk towards Mother. He had no choice but to approach his mother.
"What's up, Mom?" ask Arham.
"Tonight you should talk to your wife about mother's request. At breakfast you should listen to your answer, do not avoid you.
"Good, Mom. I'll talk to Zahra" she replied because she had no other answer her mother wanted to hear.
As soon as his mother walked back to his room, Arham also walked straight to the second floor where his room was.
Arham took a deep breath and exhaled slowly before holding the doorknob.
Slowly Arham opened the door and saw Zahra right in front of him, He had arranged the right words to say all that while on the road. Suddenly, it all disappeared from his head.
Zahra picked up her husband's briefcase as well as the services that hung in her arms. Zahra kept it where it was supposed to be. Arham then walked towards their bedrock.
Arham took off his shoes and socks, Zahra swiftly helped him and all that became more and more burdensome for Arham.
As long as they were married Zahra always took care of it very well, even the little things.
Arham pulled Zahra to sit next to him, clasping his wife's hands tightly together.
'No, Mas. Please don't say that, it'll hurt me, '" Inner
Zahra waited for what her husband wanted to say. Zahra regulates her audible heart rhythm. There's something I want to say.
"Zahras. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to tell you this at all, but I couldn't resist my mother's wishes. You know for yourself how mom. He won't stop asking for something until he gets it" Arham said. All of that made Zahra's heart stir.
"Zahra I'm sorry." Arham paused the sentence and looked into Zahra's eyes
"What's up, Mom. Just say it" said Zahra, who was ready to listen. Even if he postpones all that he will still be heard on the other hand.
"Mother asked me to remarry so that mother could have grandchildren as soon as possible" she replied, further tightening her hand.
"I beg you to give me some time. I'll try to get us back to having a child. I'm sure I can give you a child from my womb" Zahra said with teary eyes.
"sorry. I don't want to do any of this either, but it's all mom's decision. If I could I'd give you some time, but I can't fight mother's words."
"No. Mas. Don't say that! It hurt me so much, please don't duet me, give me a chance, Mas!" lirih Zahra who has now shed her tears.
Arham wiped his wife's tears, he couldn't bear to see them either. However, he had absolutely no power to refute his mother.
"Well, I'll try to talk to mom to ask for time for us." Arham stroked Zahra's flat stomach, the memory of her baby still vividly remembered in him. Arham who could not bear the memory quickly turned and rushed into the bathroom.
Zahra was a little calmer when she heard that her husband was giving her time.
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In the morning, a stressful time arrives. Today Wani is sitting at the dinner table and asks Zahra and Arham to sit nearby.
"How's Arham? Have you talked to your wife?? ask Wani.
Arham was silent, he did not dare to tell mother if he gave time to Zahra.
"Don't just shut up. If you can't tell her, let me talk to her."
"Mom, please give Zahra some time, I'm sure she can get pregnant again. I beg you, Mom."
"Until when? Until mother's lifeless? Anyway, mom doesn't want to know. You have to get married again."
"Mom. I'm sure I can give this family a descendant."