
"You're not working today?" Zenwa asked her husband, who is still struggling with blankets.
After the morning prayers, Michael returned to his bed and he continued to struggle with his roll and blanket, like someone who was discouraged.
"Lazy" Micheal replied.
"Keep, will you take me to school?" Asked Zenwa again who was currently tidying up his room, instead of answering Zenwa's question, Micheal actually asked another thing.
"Zenwa, how long will you dry your hair and dress up in the bathroom?" The question that made Zenwa instantly raised next to his eyebrows.
"Why do you ask that?" Zenwa asked, because he had always dressed up, dried his hair and changed clothes in the bathroom.
"Yes .. we have been married for a long time, we live in one room, but there are still many who are our limits, you seem to keep yourself from me," said Micheal who made Zenwa speechless. She looked at her husband wryly, the corner of her lips slightly interested in forming a faint smile.
Zenwa approached Micheal, she sat down next to her husband who was still hugging the bolster." You alone, does your heart have no limits for me? Are you able to completely make me the wife of your heart? Not just status?" Zenwa's wit that made Micheal smile, he sat down, facing his wife.
He took his wife by the hand, grabbed her and he looked her in the beautiful eyes. "Any time, I try to fill my heart with your name, Zenwa. And now, in that part of my heart you've occupied, but..."
"But there's still Arini in it?" Sela Zenwa in a soft voice. Micheal was silent for a moment, before he finally nodded with a faint smile. "Thank you for your honesty" Zenwa said as she stood up and tried to pull her hand away, but Michael jerked Zenwa's hand, causing Zenwa to fall into her husband's arms.
"Take off me.." - shirked Zenwa nervously, her heart rustling, her face blushing especially when Micheal actually grabbed her.
"Listen to me, dear...." Micheal cupped Zenwa's cheeks, forcing Zenwa to look her in the eyes. "I can't get your brother's name out of my heart. In fact, sometimes it's like I still see her, maybe because I still miss her..."
"Well .. well, I can understand how you feel," Zenwa interrupted again and she rebelled, trying to break away but Micheal was getting closer.
"Omong empty!" Zenwa. But Micheal immediately pulled Zenwa's hand, placed it on his chest, where his heart was beating faster, very fast and it made Zenwa stunned, he looked up, now he was staring at the husband.
"I don't know the nature of love, Zenwa. I don't know if I love you or not right now, but I'm jealous at the thought of another man staring at you, watching you...."
"I don't have any male friends watching me" Zenwa quickly argued.
"Arsyad, he's watching you!" Micheal replies and indeed looks jealousy in his eyes as he calls out the name Arsyad.
"We just met, I guess that's just your excuse!" Zenwa.
"No, Honey. He watched you at the boutique, I hate that!" Micheal said very honestly, even the look on his face implied those jealous emotions clearly.
"In the boutique?" Zenwa asked, he twisted his memories at the time at the boutique.
"Yes, he said you fit in that dress, I hate that...." Micheal again.
"So, is that why you said the dress was ugly?" Zenwa asked, he narrowed his eyes at Micheal. There was a warm feeling that greeted his heart upon hearing Micheal's confession. Michael was silent for a moment, before he finally nodded weakly.
"So, actually the dress is pretty, right?" Zenwa asked and again Michael could only nod weakly. A smile was imprinted on Zenwa's lips, but then he pretended to put his cold face back on.
"Basic.." she muttered and pushed Michael until he slipped from her husband's arms. "It sucks!" Zenwa grumbled as he turned around, and he smiled warmly. It was different with Michael who was pouting.
"I've confessed my jealousy according to my mother-in-law's advice, but why did it turn out this way?"