Not a Savings Wife
Chapter 37

Ramlan did not immediately press Dhea's number, Ramlan was glued to see Zia's phone wallpaper. The photo is still stored, the photo when Ramlan and Zia became lovers first.

This really makes Ramlan remember the words of Zia yesterday who asserted that she loved him very much, and even Zia's mobile password was using Ramlan's birth date.

Shortly thereafter.

Click!

Zia: Yes hello, good afternoon. Who are these with?

Ramlan was very relieved, hearing Zia's voice.

Ramlan: It's me, honey.

Zia: Mas Ramlan? Who's number on this, Honey? tell me mas!

Rido: In. It uses the Dhea number. You're home okay, aren't you, honey?

A moment did not hear Zia's voice from inside the phone.

Ramlan: Honey? You still there? The darling?

Zia. : Yes, dear. I'm fine here, Mas take it easy.

Ramlan: Thank goodness I miss you, baby. Almost all day we did not meet, it feels rich a century.

Zia: Oh, this morning we also met. Did you forget it?

In Ramlan's ears, Zia's voice sounded spoiled as usual. Ramlan becomes impatient to go home and meet Zia and chat with her.

Ramlan: Let's meet every day, if you don't see you later it feels rich something is missing, dear.

(Sounds Zia's little laugh).

Zia: Ohh yeah, it's still 2, Mas. Must be a crowded show. Why even call? Going back to the show now!

Ramlan: Yes, dear. But I___

"Ramlan, what are you doing?" scold someone from behind.

Ramlan knew the voice very well.

Ramlan turned his body. Mrs Helena was already standing behind Ramlan with a look of dislike.

"Ramlan, get back to where you are now!" ms. Helena's orders.

"Yes. yeah, Ma. Yes, I'm still__"

Without permission, Ms. Helena took over Dhea's phone, by force. Ms. Helena looked at the screen of the phone.

"Ma. No, Ma. Ramlan still wants to talk" Ramlan said.

"Let mama talk to Zia" said Mrs Helena as she quickly attached the phone to her ear.

"Hello, Zia. Please, mama please just this time you're good at home and don't act. Your husband is busy, you understand? It's the wedding day of her contract" Ms Helena said.

Ramlan rubbed his face using both of his palms in a rough motion.

'Jeez, Mama!' omel Ramlan in heart.

Mrs Helena was silent. Ramlan had no idea what Zia was saying, Ramlan was afraid that Zia would be hurt by Miss Helena's words just now. Because Zia is a woman who is gentle and also callous, she can not panic because of her bipolar disease.

"Yes, mama shut it down now" continued Mrs Helena.

Ms. Helena also turned off Ramlan's phone call earlier.

"Why did you talk like that to Zia, Ma?" ramlan protest. Ms. Helena shook her head.

"It has to be like that. You want to make my mom embarrassed? Why did you leave Dhea alone in front? Now you go back there again. Now, Ramlan," said Mrs Helena.

Without waiting any longer, Ramlan went to leave the toilet to join Dhea again.

Ramlan walked in lethargy. Without a word, Ramlan sat in his place. No matter Dhea who kept paying attention to him, it was likely that Dhea was waiting for Ramlan to say something.

"Why you?" In the end Dhea asked Ramlan's situation as well.

"You're in madam mama huh? Sorry yes, I had to tell you where you were, when mama asked about you and finally I__"

"Here you go, I hope we get home soon. I'm tired and I need to rest" Ramlan replied curtly, cutting off Dhea's words. It instantly made him silent.

Ramlan returned to attend the wedding ceremony in the hours leading up to the last with gloom.

Luckily, it wasn't until the afternoon that the show was over either. Ramlan was very relieved, he could not wait to go home and meet with Zia.

"Ramlan," called Mrs Helena while she was in the parking lot of the building devoted to kabul and reception.

Ramlan who was very excited about entering the car also looked at the sound of Mrs Helena who seemed to run small towards him.

"Yes, Ma. What's up?" ask Ramlan.

"You know what, you can just go straight," spray Ny Helena when she was in front of the son.

"Lho, it's not finished, Ma. I'm tired, Ma. My head is dizzy, I want to rest at home now" Ramlan replied.

Ramlan objected if he had to attend traditional family events, whatever it was.

"Yes my mom gets it, but how's Dhea? Why do you live like that? Take her home to our house," said Mrs Helena, Mrs Helena took a look at Dhea who was standing a few meters away from Ramlan's car.

"Huh? Dhea?" Spontaneously only Ramlan said those words.

Mrs Helena sniffed.

"He's your wife too. You don't say that your mind is that Dhea will go back to the Moza family home. He'll be staying with us, with our family in your house" Ms. Helena said.

"Ap... What, Ma?" Ramlan felt that something was wrong with his own hearing.

"From now on Dhea will stay in our house." Helena repeated her words earlier.

Ramlan was very depressed.

'Shit! The agreement I made yesterday was indeed no point in saying I should split the house with him. But if I were to separate the house with him, mama would have asked me to split the time to stay in the second house, and of course I could not meet with Zia every day, Ramlan's inner.

Mrs Helena nudged Ramlan's arm.

"Ramlan, why are you daydreaming? Take Dhea home now, she says you want to rest soon. Not only are you tired, I'm sure Dhea is tired too" said Ms. Helena.

"Yes, yes, Ma" said Ramlan.

Ramlan remained silent as Mrs Helena waved at Dhea, telling her to come closer.

"Yes, Ma?" dhea was next to Helena.

"You go home with your husband, yes, we'll see you at home. Mama still wants to clean up this reception business," pinta Ny Helena while lightening Dhea's hair.

Mrs Helena seemed happy to do that, Ramlan could only sigh heavily.

"Come on!" take Ramlan who just walked in, not caring about Mrs Helena who shook her head.

Irritatedly Ramlan put up his safety rope, so that the drive is safer. It felt like Ramlan wanted to go berserk, but on what basis?

Even Dhea who saw the window, she knew that if the couple loved each other, the problem was because of the agreement of the womb for the descendants of the successor of the Moza family. And Dhea needs a fee for her two sisters.

Dhea felt like a shame in the middle of a man she admired named Ramlan, initially arrogant and ruthless. But he was gentle when he could not hurt his wife and mother.

'I should what? even six months still look long.' Inner Dhea, staring at the calendar that she wants to end immediately, even though she loves someone else's husband, but she also hurt.

Tbc.