I Desire the Love of My Husband
Cake Seller

"Find him, sir."

"You're trying sir, please be patient."

Bian ruffled his hair in frustration, he is currently at the police station, making a complaint about Zahra's disappearance.

But still no results, until now Zahra still has not returned, where the woman went.

"Have you been looking to his friends?"

"Nothing, he's no friend but my friend, and they no one knows."

The police nodded, and then how else were they trying to find him.

Bian opened his phone, there was no news, just a message from Inggrid that bothered him.

"We will give any news about its development, but for now there has been no development."

Bian nodded, then left the police station and left.

Where Bian had to go now, where the woman actually was, could have once disappeared to that extent.

"Dian."

Bian turned his head, what was the man doing at the police station.

"What's the business here?" ask Bian.

"I'm reporting I lost my sim, my sim's gone somewhere" Marvel said.

Bian nodded, well that's understandable.

Marvel looked around, it looked like he should be back in the office soon.

"How's your office developing?" ask Bian.

"Thankfully it's been good, me and them all got good partners."

"Good, you're great."

"Then how's your company, isn't it back to you now?"

Bian was silent, somehow the fate of the company is now because Bian no longer takes care of it.

Who replaced him though Bian did not know, in the slightest Bian did not intend to find out about it.

"Oh yeah, how's Zahra doing?"

"She's gone somewhere, if you see her please tell me or my family."

"Lost, how could it be?"

"He's gone from home, there's a little problem but I don't understand why he got that way."

Marvel was silent, so sorry for them to be like that, but yes it's been heard by now.

Bian smiled as he shook his head, being there was just a waste of his time, Zahra must still be walking and even further away.

"Marvel, I'm saying yes, I have to go back to Zahra."

"Okay, I'll let you know if I see her."

"Ready, thank you very much."

Bian then went first, he had to find Zahra wherever he met.

Marvel shook his head, what a pity that woman, there were always problems with her household.

Inggrid kept his glass, since he was lazy to eat so that only drinks into his stomach.

Kania prepare the food, leave it even if it is not eaten but at least the food is ready.

"Where's Ayra, why hasn't she come here until now, your son locked her up?"

Kania movement was immediately stopped, since the beginning in the hospital indeed Inggrid always asked the whereabouts of Zahra.

Plus until now Kania has not said about the departure of Zahra from home, whether it will be like what Inggrid if he knows Zahra disappeared.

"What's the matter exactly?" ask Inggrid.

"I haven't been home, I don't know how they are now."

"Didn't Bian want to come here?"

"Wait a minute, maybe they're busy with their business, they'll be here later."

Inggrid grabbed his phone, Bian did not reply to any of his messages, where could the man once ignore him.

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"Cake cake, Miss cake, Pak cake," Zahra shouted excitedly.

Beside him, Zahra followed a beautiful daughter, she held him tightly.

"Kuenya cake" cried Zahra again.

"Sister, I want to" he said, pointing.

Zahra turned her head, they immediately approached her.

Zahra took down the box and opened it, letting the buyer pick and take the cake himself.

"So how much is this?"

"Thirty-two thousand, ma'am," said Zahra.

"Oh this."

"Thank you very much, excuse me."

"Yes, please."

"Come, Dara."

Zahra picked up the box of cake, took the little boy back in her arms and left.

"Son't the cake over?"

"Yes, we were great today, now we go home."

"Yeee I'm great."

Zahra smiled, at a glance he rubbed the child's head.

Zahra did settle in the house of the owner of the stall that at that time took her, Zahra felt comfortable in their midst.

"Sister, I'm thirsty."

"Oh thirsty, let's stop by the shop first to buy a drink."

The two stopped at the roadside stall, Zahra immediately bought a drink and opened it for Dara.

"Sit down first, let's not want to drink it."

Zahra kept her cake box and put Dara in the chair, the boy was 4 years old but she was used to going around selling cakes with her mother.

Dara was the reason Zahra was comfortable, the boy was immediately happy with Zahra even when they first met.

"Still thirsty?"

"Not again."

"Wanna eat?"

"I'm going to sleep."

Zahra nodded, lucky for the cake to run out after Dara's time to sleep.

Zahra held him, not forgetting to bring the box of cake, they immediately returned home to rest.

"You have come home" said Rina.

"The temple is over, Mom."

"Well, the better it sells."

Zahra smiled, Rina grabbed the box of cake, and let Zahra enter the house.

Rina followed and saw Zahra who was lulling Dara, Zahra's presence was indeed able to reduce her burden.

Zahra's help means so much, although it will have to add a portion of cuisine, but it pays off with Zahra's own energy.

"Mom, this is the money from earlier, I'm sorry I took Dara further than usual."

"Oh yeah, where are you selling to?"

Rina counted the money from the sale today, the result was greater than the cake that was brought.

"So I took Dara to the next complex there, they were happy that Mom was selling cakes, she said that usually never existed."

"But this is the money?"

"Yes, they ask that I go there every day, so they give me a bonus for the introductory sign."

Lina smiled, isn't that luck, and Zahra the bearer of luck, Lina would be very happy if Zahra continued to be with her.

"Thank you, Zahra."

"Mom, um this afternoon can I help you cook again?"

"Of course, why not?"

Both of them smiled, while in his own house Zahra always failed to learn to cook.

But with Rina, even though only three days Zahra has been able to make vegetable soup, yes it does not feel so special.

"Mr hasn't come home yet?" ask Zahra.

"Yet, maybe not yet money."

Zahra nodded, actually Zahra felt bad to be there, the situation of the family of Rina who was in need must have felt added burden with the existence of Zahra.

"Mother, I'll find my own place, maybe tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"For what kind of thing, you're not comfortable being here, is Dara making you dizzy?"

"No, not at all, Dara's a good boy she doesn't make me dizzy."

"Then why, this house is indeed narrow Zahra, I'm sorry."

Zahra smiled as she shook her head, the big house she had occupied did not give her comfort.

So the cramped house was not a problem for Zahra at all, it was just that her thinking might require Zahra to leave.

"You want to go home to your family?"

"No, I'll just find a house near here, so I can keep playing with Dara."

"Why not just here, after all you come home only occasionally, he sleeps more often in the stall."

"I'm afraid to make Mom bother, I always ask for this and that cooking."

Rina laughed a little, everyone has their own desires, it feels natural that Zahra asks for what she wants.

Zahra smiled as she nodded, it was true, and Rina always obeyed her, it felt like Zahra should have been embarrassed.