It Turns out There's Love
73 - UPSET

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"We stopped by the supermarket for a while. I want to buy fruit for the oma" said Zafira on the way to the mother's house.

"good. After the red light in front, there was a supermarket. We just stop there," Fariz suggested.

Not for five minutes, they had reached their destination. Zafira is seen taking one trolley and pushing it.

"Let me push him" Fariz offered to help. Zafira nodded.

Twenty-five minutes into the search for fruit, bread and biscuits, Fariz followed Zafira to the cashier's table. And they had to queue up two buyers in front of them, before their turn. Behind them, there were no other buyers. While waiting in line, Fariz immediately opened the wallet and took a credit card from it.

"From today on, I will bear all your needs. And I will also pay for all the expenses you incur. Here's toyou. You have the right to hold it" Fariz gave his wife a credit card.

There was doubt from Zafira's face. Looks like the girl is still weighing having to wear her husband's credit card or have to use her savings alone. He still had not taken the credit card from Fariz's hand.

"I know your money is a lot. Seven descendants will not be exhausted. But you need to remember, now I'm your husband. Whatever you need will be my responsibility. I will bear all your living. But if you don't want to take this card, then I'll break it and throw it away" Fariz's eyes swept around the room. Zafira knew Fariz was looking for the location of the litter box intending to dispose of his credit card.

"Don't!," Zafira stopped the man's intentions.

"Give me. This card is mine. Why do you intend to throw it away? Not yet I answered "yes", you have made your own decision!," said Zafira as she opened her palm asking for the credit card to her husband.

Fariz smiled and handed the girl his card.

After Zafira made the payment, the two left the supermarket with two shopping bags. Fariz brought it all. It is better to be loved than to love. As seen today, between the man and the girl. Fariz did not let the girl he loved throw away the energy to carry the groceries, so he chose to bring all their belongings. The wife asked to bring a bag, but the husband forbade it. Zafira is very lucky to have a husband like Fariz, who loves her very sincerely.

Just as they were coming out of the supermarket, still in the supermarket corridor, suddenly a voice stopped them.

"Fariz!," the voice called Fariz's name.

Zafira and Fariz suddenly stopped their steps and simultaneously turned their bodies in search of the voice calling Fariz.

Both of Zafira's eyes were rounded. While Fariz with a calm attitude, remained relaxed looking at the figure in front of them.

"Hi, Wilda?" said the man, who walked up to the girl who had been crazy about him years ago and has remained the same.

"How are you?," Fariz smilingly extended a hand shaking the warm hand of the beautiful girl.

"I'm good. How're you? We have not met for a long time" said Wilda smiled so sweetly, welcoming the hands of the man was no less warm. He had a glance at Zafira who was standing not far from Fariz but had no intention of greeting him.

"Alhamdulillah, I am also good. You're getting prettier," complimented Fariz on purpose. He wanted to see the reaction of his wife.

Fariz turned his eyes back to Wilda and resumed talks.

As Fariz had been chatting back with Wilda, Zafira suddenly turned her eyes to see the scene in front of her while clenching her teeth tightly. He immediately threw his face in the other direction. She felt lazy to watch her husband chat with the girl he knew was so fond of him. Moreover, seeing Fariz who easily praised the girl, made him even more furious.

"You could have. You are also getting handsome and mature now. I barely recognized you. But I'm very familiar with your posture and body shape, so I immediately called you," Wilda praised back as she continued to watch Fariz from top to bottom.

Zafira was choked when he heard Wilda discussing Fariz's body. His heart became hot. Zafira, who had been throwing her face away, did not want to see the two people in front of her, suddenly turned her eyes back to look with sharp eyes at Wilda who was looking at Fariz so closely.

"Wilda never changed. Always chasing Fariz. Today he even dared to praise Fariz in front of me and even discuss Fariz's body shape! Fariz too, bitch! Why praise that shameless girl!," Zafira was annoyed in her heart as she stomped her feet against the floor.

For some reason, his heart suddenly felt dislike when Fariz was praised and even praised another girl. There was a sense of resentment in his heart as Fariz warmly touched and clasped Wilda's hand. Although the grip was just a regular handshake, but why did his heart feel unwilling.

Zafira still stood up without even opening her voice. He seemed to be observing the two people standing in front of him as he continued to chat without noticing his presence there. His eyes glared sharply as if he wanted to skin them alive.

"A few years have passed, how now? Are you married?," Fariz asked honestly, asking the girl's status without any purpose. He also had no intention of looking at his wife.

He wanted to make Zafira jealous by deliberately praising Wilda but not anymore. He already knew, if his wife did not feel jealous seeing his closeness with Wilda. So, why should he glance or turn to pay attention to the change in Zafira's face. He already knows the answer. There was no change in that pretty face.

"Not Riz. I'm not married yet. To this day, I'm actually still expecting you," this time Wilda blatantly revealed her heart to Fariz.

Zafira was back. His mouth opened wide followed by his eyes widened, but he quickly threw away his expression that looked surprised to hear Wilda's confession saying he still expected Fariz. He did not want Wilda let alone Fariz to see his shock reaction.

Both hands that had been stretched out suddenly clenched. It felt like he wanted to teach Wilda a lesson like he had a few years ago. Want to grip his mouth so as not to carelessly praise and reveal a taste in the husband of people. But it is only natural that Wilda would still dare to express her feelings to Fariz, because she thinks that Fariz is still single and not married to Zafira.

A few seconds later, Zafira sees Fariz holding Wilda's hand and pulls her further away. Fariz's attitude further provoked resentment in the heart of the girl. He was only able to fall silent without daring to show any reaction in front of the two people.

Zafira did not know what they were talking about because of the distance the two were moving away from her. Zafira was getting upset. Had to see Fariz holding another girl in front of his eyes. His clenched hands held back all the turmoil that made his heart heat up and feel angry for no reason.

Is it true that she is angry because she is jealous to see her husband with another girl? Or was she upset that she felt Fariz didn't appreciate her as a wife? Hand in hand before his eyes without caring about his current feelings.

Zafira continued to stare at the two people with unblinking eyes. Fariz seemed to speak a little closer to Wilda's ear and half whispered more and more to make Zafira's heart so inflamed. His ears opened with all his effort to listen to their conversation but unfortunately he still could not hear anything.

"Wilda, I'm married to Zafira. Now she's my wife. I love her so much. So stop wishing for me. Many other men are more deserving of you. Thank you for the feeling you gave me. But sorry, I can't replace Zafira with any girl. I hope you understand" whispered Fariz behind Wilda's ear, less than half a meter away.

Wilda's face instantly turned cloudy. He wanted to answer Fariz's words but the man had first resigned.

"I'm sorry" Fariz bowed slightly before Wilda and went back to his long-awaited wife.

Zafira quickly changed her facial expression. He reflexively put on a calm face when he saw Fariz was walking towards him. He did not want Fariz to know that since then he had been upset watching the action of the two people who were engrossed in giving up longing.

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