Loving Husband Interlude
83. Mala Confused

Along the way, Azam was more silent. Mala felt guilty, but also confused Azam's silence was because of jealousy or annoyance. Mala stroked the head of her son who suddenly wriggled. Then look towards her husband.

"I'm sorry" said Mala.

"You should know yourself, I'm your husband. Why are you so engrossed in chatting with the other men at the dinner table" Azam said.

As she was silent, she knew it was wrong. But his pleasure at meeting his brother's friend again made him forget there was Azam there, what else Shibab was very close to him.

He even played together when Shihab went to his house. Sometimes Mala talks about a lesson she often can't, so it is Shihab who helps her complete her task.

"I'm sorry" Mala said again.

"Did you make me jealous on purpose? Or do you love me no more?" azam asked again to corner his wife.

"It's not so mas, I'm just happy to be able to meet again with mas Shihab" said Mala still lowered her head.

"Call his name alone is familiar so, you know. From her view of you, she likes you" Azam said.

The deg!

Mala was silent, she digested her husband's words. He turned to Azam, and still with the same face. Anger was full of anger, and without looking at her one bit.

"I didn't know that, and I'm just glad he came and was able to see each other again after seven years of not seeing each other. That's it, I didn't know that Shihab's gaze was like that on me" Mala said.

"Here I am lazy to talk about your brother's friend" said Azam sniffly.

He turned his car around and a few yards down the road he stopped and cloned his car. Before long, the security guard opened the gate. Azam drove the car slowly into his yard.

Mala got out of the car carrying Ameer who was sleeping again. Azam put his car in the garage, then he got out. Take Ameer's bag of supplies and bring it into the house.

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Two days Azam was angry at Mala, the woman was stunned with her husband's attitude. He had to how else face Azam who was angry with him.

Bi Darsih approached Mala who was sitting pensively in the living room while watching television.

"Mom, what's cooking today?" ask bi Darsih.

"Ngga knows bi, confused. Mas Azam was also two days rarely eat and was silencing me" said Mala.

"Why mother? Last time I saw mas Azam a lot of silence, play with Ameer also briefly" said bi Darsih.

"He's angry with me again" Mala said, breathing heavily.

"Indeed mother has what's wrong with Azam's mas?" ask bi Darsih.

Mala also told him all the events at Ridho's house, and he had apologized to him several times. But instead her husband silenced her, even for a few days.

"So bi, I was so confused to face Azam who was angry again" said Mala.

"Ooh, because I had a close conversation with Mr Ridho's friend?" bi Darsih.

"Yes, and I don't think Azam's going to be angry. But his anger was just a long time ago, so confused I bi."

"Actually it is not good for a wife to be close to other men and have a close chat with him as well. If there's any husband, it's not worth mom. But aunty so think another if mas Azam angry like that, the sign mas Azam love same mother. Mas Azam was jealous of Ridho's mother and friend" said bi Darsih.

"Right, but I've apologized to him bi, but Azam is still angry. What should I do bi? Let Azam not be angry continue with me" said Mala.

"It's hard, aunty also doesn't know how to relieve Azam's anger" said bi Darsih.

Mala and bi Darsih were silent again, they were both thinking about how to keep Azam from being angry for a long time.

"Oh yes ma'am, maybe I cook Azam's favorite. Then take it to his office, bring food supplies to the Azam mas office" said bi Darsih proposed.

"Well right, Najwa used to say. To take the heart of Azam mas it must cook food that is liked Azam mas." said Mala with a sparkling face.

"Well, now we have found the solution. Now, what are we cooking today, ma'am?" ask bi Darsih.

"In the refrigerator there is still a supply of food, right bi?" ask Mala.

"Still mom, there are shrimp, squid, chicken, eggs and some vegetables too. What do you want to cook?" ask bi Darsih.

"All right, let's go to the kitchen. I want to cook what Azam likes" Mala said.

He got up from his seat, bi Darsih smiled. She followed Mala towards the kitchen, while going to the kitchen. A loud cry from inside the room below, Ameer cried.

Mala also went to the room to take Ameer, while bi Darsih prepared ingredients for dishes that Mala wanted to cook.

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