Loving Husband Interlude
40. Small Debate

Since meeting with Arsyil, Azam was very happy. He will be preparing to propose to Najwa after his iddah period is over, next week will only visit.

Azam's face was very happy, he always spread a smile when he reached his office. Although he was used to it, this time it was different than usual.

Many employees whispered to their neighbors about their boss. But Azam did not care what his employees were talking about in the office.

"Eh, I saw that this morning Mr. Azam was different than usual" said the receptionist.

"Different how?"

"Different from that smile, there was a happy aura" he said again.

"Isn't Mr Azam always like that huh?" ask friend.

"Yes, but I think it's different from the usual smile" he said.

"Hemm, maybe Mr. Azam won the big project tender."

"I don't think so, but there's something else."

"That's it, don't talk about Mr. Azam. He's handsome but still the way that women sholehah" he said again.

"True, who wears a veil and is polite pekertinya.

Their conversation stopped after working hours had started, while Azam who was in his office was really very happy.

He will have Najwa back after more or less taking a year to part ways. He was sitting in his chair with a glance towards the ceiling of his office space, his smile expanding.

Imagining how the five-year event he passed with Najwa, even though he never saw Najwa refute or speak harshly to him.

"Aah, deck. You always make me feel long, may you be the same as me Najwa." he murmured while imagining Najwa's smile.

Tok to tok.

Azam's office door was knocked from the outside, it was confirmed by his secretary. Azam also tidied up his seat and appearance to stay authoritative in front of his subordinates.

"Yes in" he said.

The door opened, looking like a well-dressed girl in a knee-length and polite skirt-off office suit. Indeed, Azam told his employees to dress modestly without wearing a hijab they must dress modestly.

The beautiful woman smiled and stepped closer to Azam. He brought some maps in his hand and thrust them at Azam.

"Only a few have to be signed?" ask Azam.

"Yes sir. And there's an email coming in at me from mr. Roby." said the secretary.

"What's in that email?"

"That seems like a warning that you should immediately find land for him sir."

"Huh, yesterday he didn't say anything when there was a meeting. After all, there is only one month left. Oh yes, try to find and tell people to look for strategic land" said Azam.

"Good sir, but I once passed around the boarding school there is a very strategic land there, but the land is less large if mr. Roby wants big land sir" he said.

"We're looking for another place that's empty land."

"There's a printing press next to the pack, it's strategic and it's not big" Azam's secretary said.

"Hemm, where is it?"

"Near the pesantren, and the place is indeed crowded."

"Don't the billanb if the land is close to the printing of Perpetual Makmur?"

"If it's not wrong, it's there" he replied.

"The print belongs to my best friend" Azam said.

"Then it fits sir."

"What match?"

"Suitable if you ask to sell the printing place to you, and your friend can move elsewhere. Yes, you can propose in the middle of the city so" his secretary suggested.

He felt sorry for his best friend, besides he also had capital in the printing house of Arsyil. Once Arsyil asked him to work together to open a book printing, Azam did not want to. He gave capital to Arsyil, but now he thinks that's what he's long forgotten that he also has capital in the printing of Arsyil, although not large.

"No, you're looking for something else. I don't want to ruin people's fortune. Although I could have asked him, try to find another one" Azam said.

"There sir, but far away. It's on the edge of town and indeed the land is big, just a matter of mr. Roby wouldn't want to with that land. Because it's a place of lack of strategy."

"Yes, you're looking for more information. Who knows if someone would sell their land to our company."

"If I think it's sir, who's close to the printing press. Even next to it again there are also several stores that sell products such as what is produced by the company. Roby. And there is a very selling sir, if we sell it with good quality and affordable price I think it will rival the other products" said the secretary eagerly.

"No. You look for the others." said Azam still reject the proposal of his secretary.

"Alright sir, then I'll excuse you."

"Hem."

The beautiful woman came out disappointed because her proposal was rejected by Azam. He wanted the proposal to be accepted, but Azam thought about his best friend.

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Azam was preparing to go to Najwa's house, he had already bought something as a gift for Najwa. Mala, the wife noticed Azam's appearance. She was astonished by her husband, and then she approached Azam.

"Where is Azam going?" ask Mala.

"I want to see my future wife" Azam said.

The deg!

Mala was silent, she looked at her husband who was preparing with his full appearance according to Azam.

"Is Najwa divorced?" ask Mala.

"Yes, one week ago." Azam replied glancing at his wife.

"Mas Azam will marry Najwa directly?" ask Mala.

"Of course not, why are you asking like that? Only then is he undergoing the iddah period" said Azam slightly ketus answer Mala's question.

Silence, he hesitated to speak again. Azam glanced at the hand of Mala who was stroking her slightly enlarged stomach. Mala lowered her head, she then ventured to ask Azam.

"Mas, don't you feel sorry for me?" ask Mala.

"Pity why? I even raised me like a husband and wife, gave you a living and fulfilled everything you needed to keep the pregnancy. Then how should I pity you?" ask Azam.

"You have no pity for my situation, my heart refuses you to marry again" Mala said.

"Mala! Don't visit you, I told you from the beginning of the marriage. Even you are now the winner, your marriage with me was recorded in KUA. While Najwa did not, then you asked me not to marry Najwa? I love her, love her so much." Azam began to emotion with Mala's remark.

Mala looked down, she was afraid that her husband would suddenly hit her. But no, Azam knew it was an act of the KDRT. He took a deep breath, staring intently at his wife. But then Mala said softly.

"I love you too, mom. Don't you consider my feelings?" ask Mala.

"Heh, don't force me to hate you Mala."

"Why are you being so selfish? I'm your legal wife, I'm pregnant with your child too" Mala said.

Her emotions exploded as her emotions increased due to her pregnancy hormones. Azam was very upset at Mala, but he took a deep breath. Looking at his wife who was crying.

"It's Mala, don't talk about this. You will be sick yourself, for I will still marry Najwa. I'm responsible for you with your pregnancy. I'm still going to marry Najwa in three months, so don't make me feel like Mala" Azam said in a soft tone.

Mala is still sobbing, wants him to be selfish and still maintains Azam is not married again to Najwa. But a covenant was made before they became real husband and wife.

Azam left Mala still sobbing, he really did not want to argue the matter of Najwa. His determination was already unanimous about marrying Najwa and would be to groom Najwa because he loved her so much.

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