Night Destiny
Acquaintance

"If it's like that, let me love you first!."

Salsa looked at Azka once more. Somehow she felt Azka was so sincere. But honestly, his heart still hesitated. It's not easy to trust other people, especially a day together.

"Please promise me, Sal. Whatever happens, do not let our household become a victim. Every problem can be solved. As you say, trust is the key, right? I want you to trust me, and vice versa. I know, in the household will definitely experience a lot of problems. But whatever it is, I hope you will never make a unilateral decision. We should talk about it both!."

Salsa smiled, "Can your words be trusted?."

Azka looked at Salsa sharply, "I'm not a liar, Sal. Everything I said I would never deny. Especially if I promise!."

Salsa chuckled, "You're missing too!."

Azka snorted, "You're the weirdest and most unique woman I've ever met!."

"Don't you just know your ex, why does it look like you know a lot of women?."

Skunks

Azka was silent for a moment, the woman in front of him was not only able to make him laugh but was also upset instantly.

"You're not sleepy yet? It's night!" said Azka, glancing at the clock at 11 p.m.

"Yet. I don't usually like to stay up late. But since I was pregnant, my eyes didn't like being as sleepy as usual!."

Apparently you're down on my nature, son. Are you afraid that dad won't admit you until you look so much like me? Bathin Azka

"We're friends, aren't we?" Salsa turned to Azka and smiled, "May I ask about you?."

"of course. I'll ask you a few things too. We're gonna live together, and I don't know anything about you yet!."

Azka smiled, "You can ask me anything!."

"alright. Now, what are you gonna ask me?."

Azka was silent for a moment, "As a friend, it would be nice to get acquainted first. What's your full name!."

"Salsabila!," the woman thrust her hand, of course Azka immediately welcomed the outstretched hand of the wife.

"Atharrazka Ibrahim!" said Azka smiling, "What do you do?."

"I'm a handicraft!"

"In what field?."

"Fruitful hands. Souvenirs, hampers, bouquets, parcels and other handicrafts!."

"You're a talented woman" Azka praised

"I'm just pursuing my hobby. Coincidentally many like it. So I went on to become a small business!. Even Mother likes it too. Mother ordered your wedding souvenir to me. Maybe this is what is called destiny, when I call Mother's phone, for two days the phone is not active. So I took the initiative to send it myself. And this is how it ends, I can be here!."

"You are right, God gave way through Mother!."

"Fright!."

Azka looked at the smiling little Salsa, "You already know my work?," asked Azka

"You're a businessman. Everyone knows, right?."

Azka smiled, "Right as well. But do you know for sure what kind of businessman your husband is?" Salsa just put her shoulders together. "I have several hotels, restaurants and villas!."

"Have you heard the phrase, better to give than to ask?," Azka nodded, "As long as my needs have been met, I will not ask for anything else. You know, no matter how much treasure we have, it would be meaningless to use it for useless things. Out there are many people in need, it would be nice if we give it to me who needs more. We can eat well in restaurants, buy fancy clothes, expensive jewelry, but besides us many who lack food, can not afford clothes let alone jewelry. Shouldn't we, as human beings, put them first?."

Azka was stunned, as long as she lived she rarely thought of anyone else. Although Azka never forgot her obligation to the rights of others from her property, but only to the extent that she did.

"Oh yeah. Do you like any food?" the question of Salsa makes Azka's daydream crumble. The man smiled involuntarily,

Thank You for sending such a perfect woman as Salsa in the life of the servant, O Allah.

"Hey! You hear me, don't you?."

"Ah yes. What was that?."

Salsa snorted, "You like any food?."

Azka smiled again at Salsa's lip crease, "I like everything. But what I like most is chicken soup, chiken katsu, sweet sour gourami and Balinese seasoning chicken!."

"You're a chicken lover apparently!."

"Yes, I was astonished myself. I never get tired of eating chicken. Especially Mother's cooking! What menu do you like?."

"My tongue tastes of the village. I like chicken soto, pepes fish, lalapan also sambal terasi. All the vegetables I like!."

"Can you cook?."

"of course. Isn't cooking a wife's job?!."

"But now it is modern. Many husbands and wives use the services of domestic helpers."

"Then what is the duty of a wife if everything is done by a maid? No matter how busy a wife is, she must not forget her nature as a woman. Especially stomach problems. Some say, from the stomach up to the liver. Full stomach, happy heart!."

Azka chuckled, "You're a unique woman!."

"I'm not an item. Why is it said to be unique?".

"Oh, it's night. You should sleep, it is not good for pregnant women to sleep too late. Tomorrow we'll move, so now rest!."

"Moved? Where's where?."

"To our new home!."

"New house?."

"of course. I bought a new house yesterday. And tomorrow, we can take it!."

"Why should I move? Isn't this Mother's house big? Anyway, it's good here. The atmosphere is comfortable and pleasant."

"If I stay here, I'm not free to do anything to you!" Azka replied, closing her eyes.

"What are you going to do to me?."

Azka's eyes immediately opened, "Making you ask for it first!."

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Hiya, bang Azka once