I Desire the Love of My Husband
It's Just a Moment

Dion found it so easy for him to get close to Zahra, whenever there was any intention to go to her, Zahra was always easily in her sight.

Along the way, Dion repeatedly glanced at Zahra, the woman just silently surviving in her daydream.

"Zahra, are you okay?"

Zahra turned her head, she smiled as she nodded.

"Where are you going?"

"I don't know, if you have any other business, just put me down here."

"I have to work."

Zahra nodded, the important thing is that she has managed to get out of the house, the rest let Zahra himself just step.

Isn't Zahra really in need of time to be alone, without having anything to bother, it will be more fun for him.

"Zahra, I already know everything."

"And you better not say anything about what you know."

"But why?"

Zahra was silent, why didn't Dion know everything, so why else ask why.

Zahra looked around, maybe something caught her attention so she could get down there.

"Zahra."

"Just stop here, I see Damar there."

"The room?"

Zahra turned her head, and again asked her to stop, Dion also obeyed her without asking much.

Zahra smiled, she thanked him and even thanked Dion, the man had helped her free.

"Where are you going?"

"Calm down, I'll be fine."

Zahra came out without waiting for Dion to speak, he did not want to get any questions about his problem with Bian.

Dion still survives to notice Zahra's steps, the name of Damar he mentioned enough to make him think.

Zahra was indeed seen approaching someone there, what it was called Damar, who he was, Dion wanted to catch up with him but he had to return to the office immediately.

"Other time I'll clarify everything."

Dion drives off his car, he'll call Zahra to make sure things go ahead, the meeting doesn't come up with anything, because Zahra doesn't want to say anything.

"What are you looking for?" ask Zahra.

"So, I'm just walking around, still working nights getting bored at home."

Zahra nodded, the second coincidence being quite good, after Dion now he met Damar.

Zahra could have talked to him a little, without having to remember the bitter things she experienced.

"You came here on purpose?"

"I didn't see you on purpose, I was just a road prank."

"Don't we be a fool?"

Zahra frowned as she turned her head, what kind of sentence it was, it seemed too bad to say.

"Forget it, I'm just kidding."

"I'll forget it of course."

Damar nodded, both of them walking in silence, equally aimless, they just stepped down the streets.

Damar occasionally glanced at Zahra, the woman still looked glum, maybe he was still thinking about everything.

"How's Bu Ingrid doing?"

"Oma, alright, she's busy right now."

"Your own circumstances, how are your wounds?"

"It's healing, just calm down I'm fine."

"okay."

They went back to silence, it was a little awkward, Damar was afraid to speak wrongly to open the topic with Zahra.

And it looks like Zahra is not wanting to talk much, no problem, Damar will accompany him, answer if spoken to and be quiet if silenced.

"Damar, how's your mother doing?"

"My mother's gone, I don't know where she is."

"I mean, your stepmother, I'm sorry."

Damar smiled as he nodded, of course he understood, but let it be so that their conversation could be a little long.

"I haven't seen him yet, but hopefully he's better now."

"Then your father?"

"He's always been to the hospital, he's been sleeping there."

Zahra nodded, if Zahra should meet them, but no, Zahra did not want to get hurt again when she met the woman.

The wound was still there, where it might have to be added on, it was too horrible for him.

"Zahra, do you want to go shopping?"

"What shopping?"

"It looks like there's a fruit shop there."

"Can."

They seem to choose what they really want, everything looks fresh and must be delicious if eaten.

"What is this" said Damar, shouting a little.

Zahra and her shopkeeper looked startled and immediately approached.

"What's wrong?" ask Zahra.

"This what is this?"

"What the hell?"

Zahra drew closer and seeing what Damar pointed at, she immediately screamed as Damar threw the cockroach at her.

Damar laughed back, as did his shopkeeper, seeing Zahra being shocked and running away was enough to make him look cute.

"Why are you laughing?"

"You scared?" ask Damar.

"Son, I'm just surprised."

"really?"

Damar seemed to take his cockroach again, it was indeed a carcass so Damar dared to touch it.

Zahra shook her head and immediately moved away as Damar approached her, what were they doing, they were joking with the cockroach instead.

The shopkeeper could only smile at the manner of the two people, the fate of the fruits being ignored just like that.

"Far off, it's dirty" said Zahra, pushing her.

The impulse made Damar strayed and startled himself because his cockroach was thrown into his own face.

Zahra laughed back, what happened to the man, strange, Zahra shook her head and took the fruit.

"Mom, I'm paying this now, quick."

"Good."

He took the fruit and immediately counted it, Zahra smiled to see Damar who came with the fruit of his choice.

"Should I pay?" ask Damar.

"Ah no, I brought money too."

"All right."

After finishing, they then came out, Damar had turned his head and looked for the whereabouts of the shopkeeper.

"Why?" ask Zahra.

"Sir, next time please clean your place, let no more cockroaches."

Zahra frowned, they smiled together, Zahra pulled Damar to leave immediately.

The shopkeeper shook his head, he moved following Damar's request, checking that there might be other animals.

"Have you eaten?" ask Damar.

"It's been, but it looks like I'm hungry again."

"I've got a nice place to eat, but the roadside isn't a fancy restaurant."

Zahra clucked while shaking her head, what was the meaning of his words, why did it sound so mocking.

Damar suddenly pulled Zahra's hand, led her to run across the road, without thinking, Zahra just came along because she saw the speed of the vehicle was crowded.

"Okay, sorry" said Damar, letting go of Zahra's hand.

"So where do we eat?"

"Follow me, not far from here, you won't get tired."

Zahra nodded, she looked around, somewhere Zahra was now, but Zahra was clearly far from home.

Hopefully no one sees him while outside, Zahra wants to be free with no questions or meaningful debates.

"Hey, don't we buy fruit, why don't we just eat?" ask Bian.

"Not washed yet."

"What fruit did you buy?"

"Apple."

"Well, I buy oranges, we can eat the fruit I bought."

Damar took out his orange, he just took one and opened it himself, Zahra frowned, not that we would eat it, but why Damar only brought one.

Zahra turned away for a moment, and she turned her head back as Damar gave her some of the peeled fruit.

"Eat it, it doesn't need to be washed, it won't be toxic."

"All right, thank you."

Damar nodded, they devoured it together, Damar who intended to be silent was unable to, because throughout the journey Damar continued to invite Zahra to speak.

Sentence after sentence that Zahra heard, almost all jokes, Damar told silly things, so many times make Zahra willed.

"Can't you just shut up?" asked Zahra annoyed.

He could not focus on finishing his orange, as he continued to laugh and was disturbed by his will.

"Come on, enjoy a happy time, things will change every second, you have to enjoy the moment, when we laugh."

Zahra silently looked at Damar, her second step slowed down, Damar was right, Zahra had to enjoy her happy time.

Damar deliberately teased Zahra, he pulled down his eyebrows, blinked one eye, complete with a sweet smile.

Zahra clucked, heartlessly stuffing Damar's mouth with the rest of the orange in her hand, both laughing together.

Damar nodded, he stopped his laughter first, he smiled at Zahra who was still laughing because of his own actions.