Married Berondong Saleh
Chapter 18

Quickly Delmira's hand picked up a pajama shirt to wear.

"If you have, we go downstairs to dinner," Zaidan asked to see Delmira already polishing her face with night cream.

"I'm not hungry" said Delmira.

"Guide me to eat" pinta Zaidan.

"Eat it accompanied! Feeding yourself scared?!" delmira grumbled but her feet stepped out of the room, down the steps and then sat on one of the dining chairs.

Zaidan, who had been following Delmira's steps, could only hold back a smile.

"Eat! Don't just smile at the food" protested Delmira.

"Do you like cap cay?" tanya Delmira looked at the dining menu presented at the table.

"Perhaps you will make me a menu like this" replied Zaidan.

"I'm asking, not offering you my cooking. Don't ever expect me to cook food for you!" press Delmira.

Zaidan replied with a slow nod.

"Try it" Zaidan said, a spoonful of vegetables was thrust into Delmira's mouth.

"No!" let Delmira turn her head back.

"Don't get along, finish the food quickly, I'll have to get up early tomorrow. I don't want to be late on my first day at work."

Without even acknowledging Delmira's words, Zaidan sped up the tempo of his meal.

"Well that's dong, smart boy, eat it spent," exclaimed Delmira seeing the plate had been empty.

Delmira lifted her butt up from the chair.

"Wait!" prevent Zaidan from holding Delmira's hand.

"Deliver!" ketus Delmira stared intently at Zaidan.

Instead of Zaidan taking off his grip, Zaidan stood up and grabbed Delmira by slightly forcing Delmira to walk as Zaidan directed.

"Where are we going?" indignant Delmira because without authorization Zaidan had brought him out of the house, walked and stopped in the building next to the house.

Zaidan opened the building's rolling door. His hands pointed towards the car wrapped in ribbons. Then he took the car keys he had stolen from his pajama pocket.

"Make me?" tanya Delmira felt disbelief.

Zaidan nodded and with the two corners of the lips he pulled.

Delmira grabbed the key that was in Zaidan's hand with a smile coming closer to the car.

It is not a car with a price of billions because Delmira knows that Zaidan is also limited to cars priced under one M. But not the price he saw but now Delmira is in need of four wheels for his new activities later.

Delmira came in, sat in the driver's seat and immediately tried to run the car's engine.

"Thank you" said Delmira with a glowing face.

Again, just a nod and a smile that Zaidan replied. However, due to the reflex of seeing Delmira's happiness Zaidan's hand landed on Delmira's head, it gently caressed her head.

The smile that had been expanding on Delmira's face turned stiff.

"Ehemmm," Delmira cleared her throat as an insinuation for Zaidan to notice the action. However, the insinuated remains unconcerned.

"This is my asset!" gerutu Delmira lowered Zaidan's sturdy hand.

"Sorry don't just smile!" delmira continued to look at Zaidan without speaking just throwing a casual smile no guilt.

"Sorry."

"Hmmmm," the hum of Delmira spoke of Zaidan, who was confirmed to be only one word without frills, another word as a small talk.

"Run the car" Zaidan said, after sitting next to the driver and installing a seat belt.

"Exit?"

"Yes, around the housing complex."

"Ready!" delmira answered quickly stepping on her clutch pedal.

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Zaidan was surprised, when he entered the room after jogging, Delmira already looks neat with work clothes.

Skirts below the knees and long shirts are well worn.

"You want to work?"

"You're an order in the village next door," Delmira replied upsetly.

Zaidan only held back a laugh at Delmira's reply.

"You didn't read the rules listed at the International Medical Hospital?"

Zaidan walked and pushed the suitcase next to the nightstand.

"I'm sorry last night I forgot to give you a gift from ummi" Zaidan said.

Delmira looked confused but quickly grabbed the suitcase and opened it.

"Work clothes?"

Zaidan nodded, "Regulations at the International Medical Hospital require that every Muslim employee wear Muslim clothes."

"It's not so good!" hiss Delmira, "then I work at your dealership!" her door.

"Dealer I also apply the same rules" said Zaidan.

"I'm impressed!" delmira Gerrutu.

"There is no compulsion to apply only what must be done, because everything that becomes trust in the world will be held accountable in the hereafter."

"I'm not ready to wear a head pad yet" Delmira replied, handing over the suitcase.

"You mean hijab?"

"Yes it" said Delmira.

Zaidan. Giving advice about head coverings for Muslims will certainly be redundant in these conditions. Zaidan also began to already know the character of Delmira who does not like to be forced.

"Does that mean you refuse to work in a hospital?

Delmira. There is currently no monthly income for him and certainly for the children of the orphanage. This month alone with the heart must give up selling the only property they have, namely cars. And for the next month?

It is impossible that Delmira uses the ATM given by Zaidan because of the principle of Delmira who is anti-demanding and does not want to end up indebted.

Delmira's hand pulled the suitcase that Zaidan had already held.

"I have to wear it!" delmira Gerrutu.

Zaidan smiled then went into the toilet to clean up.

"If it's neat you go straight down to the dining room. We have breakfast together, "pinta Zaidan on the toilet doorstep.

"Hmmm" said Delmira.

Fifteen minutes, Zaidan is tidy and down. He slowed his steps when he saw the hijab woman sitting on one of the dining chairs.

"Why? Fascinated by my ever more complete beauty?"

Zaidan replied with a smile, his hand pulling the chair near Delmira, holding Delmira's shoulder to face him.

"Hey what are you doing?" delmira protested when they were facing and now Zaidan's hand had touched Delmira's jaw to be exactly straight facing him. Zaidan's hand took out a box containing a pentule needle that was still sealed.

Then pin the needle on the hood of Delmira which was only attached to two shoulders. With shrewdness Zaidan justified the hijab that Delmira wore.

"Already," said Zaidan manatang without a blink of the woman in front of him.

Delmira picked up the phone and observed every curve of her face that had been wrapped in a headscarf.

"Smart also you make a veil, must be used to make his girlfriend," said Delmira.

Praise and accusations leveled by Delmira but still Zaidan replied with a smile without clarifying the truth.

There is a flashback to the absurd story of a Zaidan.

Yesterday afternoon, Zaidan painstakingly learned to wear the hijab and you know who was the victim of the experiment? Can't it be a female officer? Yes, Fernando. That afternoon Fernando was transformed into a mannequin that must be silent according to what Zaidan did.

"The first time Delmira wore a hijab, surely she did not know how to wear it," said Zaidan when he saw the results of his work that had been stuck in Fernando's head.

Fernando just stepped down and bent his face. Moreover, Zaidan casually took some photo shots.

"For memories" Zaidan said, sending the photo to Fernando's phone.

"Smiling a little surely you look beautiful beating other women," joked Zaidan that afternoon and still make Fernando's face bent.

"Hurry to eat, don't pick it up like that. I'll be late!" great-grandson Delmira.

Zaidan took the plate and filled it with the menu that was on the dining table.

After breakfast, Delmira rushes to the car park.

"I'm leaving" said Delmira after sitting in the driver's seat.

"Waalaikum greetings" replied Zaidan.

"Oh yes, assalamualaikum" said Delmira nyeringis, feeling Zaidan's reply was a form of satire for him.

"Waalaikum salam" said Zaidan, his hand waving to accompany the departure of the car.

Zaidan pulled the two corners of her lips, 'You are so beautiful with that hijab Del, may the door of your direction come to you, ' inner Zaidan.

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