Painful Marriage
CHAPTER 63

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A smile unceasingly rose from Sela's small lips. The boy sat very quietly in Kenzo's car. Kenzo who saw all of that smiled happily.

In contrast to Kenzo and Sela, Zahra just sat in the back with a thousand silent languages. Yes, Sela also forced Zahra to come with her.

Let all Buna purgi kelja. that's the imposition that was said by Sela. If not, then the child will bring out the moves taught by Dee.

Kenzo looked back through the windshield of his car. "Ekhem," said Kenzo, who cleared their dwelling.

Sela who understood that immediately turned her head. "Dad thirsty?" ask Sela plain. "So there's a drink. Here," continued Sela gave a drinking boto that was in the pocket next to her bag.

Kenzo shakes. "Not that, dear," Kenzo replied as he coded Sela about Zahra sitting in the back seat.

Sela looked over and saw Zahra. "Want to sit in front?" ask Sela.

Zahra who was looking out looked over. "No, Son. It feels more comfortable here" replied Zahra.

Sela just nodded. Before entering the car, the boy asked Zahra to sit in front of his father. However, Zahra refused gently and sounded very resolute in Kenzo and Sela's ears.

"Dad," call Sela soft.

"Yes, son," replied Kenzo.

"This is Cela's dream every day" Sela said in hopes that Kenzo and Zahra would understand her wishes.

"Every hali, Cela celalu want to be escorted cama kapa Daddy and Buna. And Cela's most imprudent bowstring," said Sela paused her speech.

"What Son?" ask Kenzo curiously. Zahra listened from the back. He really put up his ears to hear every word Sela said.

"So shits belhalap, cebebelum cepolah, Cela cudah belte met with Dad, bial bica antal Cela check kayak bekalang," said Sela smiling sweetly alternately staring at Zahra and Kenzo.

"Although a little late, but Cela recalls," continued Sela who made Zahra and Kenzo more silent.

Sela looked at Zahra who turned her gaze outside the car. Cemoga Buna. Inner Sela.

Sorry, Son. Not that Mother does not understand. It's just too soon to get back to her. Inner Sela understood all the meaning of her son's words.

"Sela," call Kenzo gently.

"Yes Dad" Sela replied.

"Finally, we're gonna be like this, son. I'll always try to have a smile on Sela's face" Kenzo said.

Sela nodded happily. "Telimaki, Dad," said Sela hugging Kenzo's arm free from the steering wheel.

Kenzo nodded with his smile. Inadvertently his gaze met Zahra's gaze.

Kling.

Kenzo blinked one eye tempting Zahra. Zahra rounded her eyes and quickly turned her gaze away from the car glass.

He could have acted that way. Zahra's mind was upset by Kenzo's behavior.

Kenzo smiled happily as he managed to tease Zahra. Stop being a hypocrite, honey. Inner Kenzo with a smile that did not fade from his face.

Fifteen minutes, Kenzo's car arrives in front of Sela's school.

"See check first, yes, Dad, Buna," said Sela, hand-chewinged Kenzo and Zahra alternately. Not to forget he kissed the backs of his parents' hands.

Kenzo squabbles to align his height with Sela.

"Let's go home to school, Dad, pick me up. We're going to play at Dad's house, just like Shasa, too" Kenzo said.

Sela nodded happily and immediately hugged Kenzo. "Please wait for Dad to come home, Dad," said Sela.

Kenzo nodded. Not forgetting she kissed Sela's forehead before the boy actually left. "Acalamu'alaikum, Dad, Buna" said Sela.

After making sure Sela was completely lost from their sight, Zahra chose to leave immediately from there.

But he hadn't stepped in yet, his wrist had been blocked by Kenzo.

"Let go!" zahra stared intently at Kenzo.

"I'll take you to work, Zahra" said Kenzo softly.

"Take off or I scream!" zahra said firmly.

"You scream, my lips will land on your lips" Kenzo said, threatening Zahra.

Zahra looked at Kenzo with a childlike hostility. Instead of being afraid, Kenzo even worried himself with Zahra's expression.

"Don't express yourself like that, you excite me to kiss you now" said Kenzo, who was able to make Zahra change her expression by one hundred and eighty degrees.

Zahra, who had been staring hard, was now just staring flat at Kenzo. Damn, her face is adorable. Inner Kenzo.

"Please take my hand, Brother Ken!" zahra.

"I'll take you to work, Zahra," said Kenzo kekeuh with his desire to.introduce Zahra work to the cake shop.

Zahra. "Don't stop me from giving Kak Ken permission to meet Sela, it doesn't mean that Kak Ken easily arranged for me. Remember that! I am a widow! Don't make people think badly of me!" said Zahra firmly that can make Kenzo speechless.

Looking at the silent Kenzo, Zahra stomped her hand from Kenzo's to the point of disengagement.

"Remember this, Brother Ken!" zahra paused while pointing at Kenzo's face. "It is impossible to smooth back the broken glass!" zahra continued and immediately left Kenzo with all his composure.

Kenzo smiled bitterly at the hand that had been slammed by Zahra. "You're right, Zahra. There is no way that broken glass will be smooth again. But he can be replaced with better glass" Kenzo murmured.

"Wait the time, Zahra. There are times when you'll acknowledge all the feelings you're harboring" Kenzo continued. Kenzo got into his car and started running the iron vehicle.

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Ibra runs her car with a handsome smile on the face of the man who is no longer young. Time has shown ten o'clock in the afternoon. He had just returned from the company because of an important meeting with the company's top brass at Al's request.

While stopping at a red light, Al accidentally sees a fairly crowded flower shop. When the green light came, Ibra turned her car to the flower shop.

"Flower for the most special woman" Ibra murmured after parking her car in front of the flower shop.

Only a foot Ibra would step into the flower shop, accidentally her eyes staring at a woman she knew very well, sitting with a woman who was behind her.

"Honey," murmured Ibra. Ibra certainly knew the woman. She's the wife she loves so much, Dee.

"Who's the woman Dee's talking to?" ibra asked the wind.

Pointing out her intention to enter the flower shop, Ibra deflected her footsteps into the cake shop.

With an expanding smile, Ibra entered the cake shop and walked over to the table that Dee was sitting on.

"Darling," call Ibra.

DEG

Ibra's heart seemed to escape from her body looking at the woman who was currently turning to look at her.

"Z-Zahra."

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