MUST BE A DEPOSIT
TMS EPS 46: THE BULLIES

Although Revan is preoccupied with Zea. Still Ersad was fed up with seeing it. Especially when Revan deliberately stole a look at Syma who was next to him.

A flash of ideas popped into his head. This time, Ersad began to act. In his heart he said: I will make sure this man will not come again.

Syma suddenly felt a warm hand touching her stomach. Of course she knew who the owner was if not her own husband. And that makes it stiff. Not because I want to keep Revan feeling. It's just that he's so embarrassed.

Without even glancing at Revan, he already knew that the man had been provoked.

"Why is Papa rubbing Mother's stomach?"

Ersad was surprised to hear Zea's voice. But it also made him excited. Because he could also use Zea to ignite Revan's emotions.

"Because there's a baby brother in it. Papa made it. Come here, Ze can touch your belly."

Zea approached and touched the belly area covered in that long headscarf.

"Did Ze feel anything?"

Zea nodded confusedly. "No."

"really. Because he's still very small. Later when the mother's stomach is enlarged like a balloon. Ze can definitely feel the kick."

Feeling neglected, Revan just stared at them with an unreadable look. Syma could see it. But not because of lack or pity. Syma simply felt disrespectful to her guest.

"Ze, look at me alone there. Come accompany," said Syma softly to her son. Zea did not refuse. He approached Revan.

But it seems Revan's mood has changed. The one who was happy, now turned moody. He did not want to show a sense of tightness in his chest. Revan went from there.

"Sorry Ze, I think I should go home now. There's work I have to take care of." Revan stopped his words. And kiss Zea. Then I looked at Syma so deeply. "I go home first" he added again before leaving the place.

******

Ersad thought, after Revan's departure. He could breathe a sigh of relief. But unfortunately not.

Now he also has to deal with people who are no less annoying. Who else if not Hariz.

The man came with his leisure. Even he did not care about the hostile gaze from Ersad.

"Would you like to come here?" Questions that make anyone feel intimidated. But that doesn't apply to a Hariz.

"Meet Syma."

"Why meet people's wives?"

"I need an explanation for her about Aina."

Now Ersad turned to the figure of a beautiful girl next to Hariz who was none other than Aina. He realized that Hariz did not come alone. 'No, since when did the chairman of the foundation bother to come to the student guardian's house. Don't you have another job?'

"Dance, Aina? What's up?"

"We need to talk to Syma. It's about Aina."

"All right,"

This time Ersad can't do anything. He was just listening to the conversation the two of them were discussing about Aina. Ersad was actually bored. But he still had to survive to accompany his wife there.

His hands clasped Syma's shoulders possessively, as if stressing to Hariz that Syma belonged only to him. Of course that makes Hariz annoyed with his actions. How can they focus if Ersad does not know his shame to show affection in front of them.

Syma herself felt clumsy. Of course he was ashamed of Aina. For this reason, Syma sometimes releases her husband's hand slowly. Although it was useless, because when Syma managed to release his hand, Ersad put it back to its original place.

"It seems that's just Syma. If there's anything else, we'd better talk somewhere else. I don't like the aura and the view here. We go first, Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

*****

"They're gone."

"And it's thanks to you. No one is willing to linger in our house, thanks for that," Syma said with a smile, but anyone knew that she was irritated.

Ersad chuckled at hearing that. "You look beautiful when you're angry" Ersad said as he followed Syma's steps toward their room.

"Boaster."

"Come on, don't be angry. That's not good for our son." Ersad persuaded him with a warm hug from behind. Which wife does not melt if her husband is that smart in seducing.

Syma flipped her body, but did not let go of her husband's embrace. "Don't do it again."

"MASS.." whined Syma with annoyance.

"Heheh. well, okay baby. I will not do it again in front of them. Remember ! just in front of them. If we're both like this, then I'm free. And you have no right to forbid me" he said with a passionate look.

Syma was embarrassed. Of course Ersad could no longer resist this temptation before him. But unfortunately, when he had just wanted to touch his wife's lips. Suddenly the bell rang. Signs that another guest is coming.

Sontak Ersad growled furiously.

"Damn it ! Who else is coming now !! I'm gonna break the head of the guy who's looking for a reason to meet my wife."

Syma giggled amusedly hearing that. He thought Ersad was just playing around. But his guess was wrong.

Ersad immediately went down and actually took out a glass bottle to break the head of the man who was again looking for his wife.

But when he opened the door. His hand was raised to hit the head of the person in front of him. Suddenly the person was shocked and immediately lowered his head while covering his head with both hands. It was obvious that the man was frightened.

"Pak Sir. I'm just the package delivery guy.... " Hearing that, made Ersad undo his intentions.

"Introduction package? who ordered the package, huh !"

"This is in the name of Ersad Destara. I have the wrong address. Then forgive me, sir. Excuse me," said the courier quickly wanted to leave. But Ersad's voice stopped his steps.

"wait.

I'm Ersad. Get the stuff,"

The courier turned around and gave the package. With trembling hands, he handed the bullpen to sign. "Please sign sir."

Ersad took it and signed it right away.

Syma who had known about her husband's actions only ruffled her waist from behind. She shakes up not believing in her husband. It can be ordinary after making others afraid.

"It."

Quickly the courier got away from there. He was already eager to avoid that terrifying-looking Ersad. But again the steps stopped. This time it wasn't Ersad who stopped him, it was Syma. And that certainly makes Ersad confused.

"Wait."

The courier swallowed his saliva. 'O Allah.Save the servants of men who are this way,'

"What's Syma?"

"What did Mas say? it has made people afraid even to act ordinary without the slightest guilt."

"Then what should I do?"

"I'm sorry."

"What?"

"I said I'm sorry for her."

"Em, it's okay, madam. I'm doing fine. And the bottle didn't hit my head. Look, my head is still intact" said the courier with a bad feeling.

"can't. Your physique may be fine, but not necessarily with your heart." Syma stopped her speech, then looked at Ersad with great demands.

"Listen Mas. If we sin against God, God will forgive us when we repent. But if we sin in man, hurt his heart and his feelings. God will not forgive us until we apologize to him.

Extremely dangerous. Hurt someone if the hurt has not been received then the end will be charged and the sin that is hurt will be inflicted on the person who hurts," Syma explained to her husband.

The courier only looked down when Ersad looked back at him.

"Sorry."

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