Survive Though Injured
Chapter 12 - Meet Azzam

A week later...

Dimas took his wife to go to his parents' house, since they were married only a few times they visited.

Dimas clasped his wife's hand when entering the house, of course, making Alya's heart beat fast for the first time her husband looked so soft and romantic.

"Come on Alya, please sit down!" said Ivan.

Dimas smiled at the young man sitting next to Tria.

"Papa invited you to dinner on purpose because Tria wanted to introduce us to someone" Ivan said.

"Include Kak Dimas and Kak Alya, this is Azzam he's my future husband" Tria said proudly.

Azzam slightly lowered his head and smiled.

"Azzam and I are getting married soon" Tria said.

"Another year" said the Rose.

"How long time, Ma?" ask Tria.

"Azzam must respond to our request, son." Answer Roses.

"What request?" ask Tria.

"Azzam should be able to manage your wedding festively, is he able to fulfill it?" ask Ivan.

"God willing, I can Om!" azzam replied excitedly.

"Pa, he just got to work. Do not ask for excessive so, we will be able to use personal money," said Tria.

"But Papa wants him to spend all his money if he loves you" said Ivan, then he looked at Azzam. "Do you love our daughter? And willing to make her happy and have a big party?" tanyakanya.

"I'm willing, Om. Whatever it is I will fight for Tria because I love her so much" Azzam said sincerely.

"What a pity on you, Zam. You love the wrong woman!" Alya.

"Give you a year to collect the wedding expenses" Ivan said.

"Yes, Om!" Azzam smiled excitedly.

After dinner, Azzam said goodbye to his parents Tria.

Dimas approached his papa who was reading a book in his study.

"Pa, why ask Tria's future husband all the wedding expenses?"

Ivan closes his book, "Papa is not ready to let go of Tria and Papa wants to know how capable the young man is fighting."

"Are we not overdoing it?"

"Papa tasa no."

"What if he can't?"

"Means that young man isn't good enough for your sister."

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The Dimas residence...

Before going to bed, Alya said insinuatingly, "It looks like Azzam is a nice and polite young man, but why would he want to be with your sister, huh?"

"What happened to my sister? Can't she have a good husband?"

"Yes, I could. But, it's good to be Tria who always hurts the feelings of others but gets a sincere young man loving her while I'm ...."

Dimas set his sights on his wife.

"Today is so tiring, I'm going to sleep!" Alya hastened to close her eyes.

Dimas spread his body and looked at the face of his wife whose eyes were closed. "You want to tell me you're good but you got a husband like me?"

Alya opened her eyes, "Yes."

"They love each other while we..."

"Yes, I was wrong not to refuse this marriage but I am very happy to be your wife" Alya smiled.

"Give up!"

"I didn't give up even though your own sister asked for it" Alya said.

Dimas.

"I'm so sleepy and don't talk to me anymore. Good night, my husband!" Alya closed her eyes.

***

Alya prepared breakfast as usual, then went to the room preparing her husband's work shirt.

Dimas came out by shuffling his hair.

Alya smiled when she saw her gift watch was on the nightstand.

"I want to get dressed, get out!"

Alya nodded, stepped closer to her husband quickly peeked at the man's cheek then said, "Thank you."

Dimas who was surprised to hold his cheek looked astonished at the attitude of his wife.

Alya rushed out of the room.

"Why with him?" muttered. Dimas immediately put on his work clothes.

Stepping out of the room towards the dining table, he again saw his wife throw her smile.

"I'm glad Mas Dimas wants to wear a hand-delivered watch from me" Alya said.

"Oh, I don't want this thing to be a dud in my closet!"

"Means Mas Dimas good dong," said Alya.

"Okay, how?"

"Mas Dimas did not want the items to be in vain and was able to appreciate the giver," replied Alya.

"Yes, it's up to you to judge what I look like."

"I would be even more proud and happy if Mas Dimas gave me a gift on my birthday three more days."

"Oh, so you deliberately said that because you wanted to tell me your birthday?"

Alya nodded.

"What a pity 'yes, no one remembers your special day" Dimas said.

"If Papa and Mama were still around, they would remember it" Alya said with a sad face.

Dimas feels guilty but refuses to apologize.

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Arriving at the office, Dimas noticed the calendar on his desk.

"Do I have to give her a gift?"

"She's actually a good woman but why can't I love her?"

"Do I have to let go of her so she gets a man who loves her sincerely?"

"But why can't you break up with her?"

The sound of knocking on the door broke the daydream of Dimas, he also invited his guests.

"Pak Dimas, I want to give you this report!"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Well, what are your plans so go on a holiday to the beach this Friday?"

"So, Sir. Mr. Dimas is coming, right?"

"I don't think I can."

"Why, Sir?"

"I have other plans with my wife."

"Oh, so. It's okay, let us."

"Yes." Yeah."

"I'm sorry, sir."

Dimas nodded.

Laras also berampit out of the work room of his superior.

Shortly after, Lala came to Dimas' room.

"What do you need here?"

"Why not go with us?"

"I'm just lazy again."

"As we planned this long before you got married, you didn't come" Lala said.

"I can't, La."

"Come dong, Dimas. You have to come, not exciting if you do not come," said Lala seduce.

"I want to celebrate Alya's birthday, La."

"Oh, so you have now opened the door of the heart for her" said Lala.

"Isn't that right, Lala?"

"You'll be able to celebrate after you get home from the beach" Lala replied. "The holiday with employees is rarely done" he continued.

Dimas was silent and thought.

"How, Dimas?"

"All right, I'm with you" said Dimas.

Lala who heard him smiled happily.

****

The awaited Friday finally arrived, Dimas prepared to leave for his office with a suitcase.

Alya approached her, "Where are you going, Mas?"

"I want a vacation to the beach with the employees and some friends."

"You left me alone in this house pregnant."

"Your womb is only five months old, it is impossible to give birth anyway nor will I go long."

"But, I...."

"Don't spoil it, left right it's a neighbor's house. In this complex there is also a security guard," said Dimas.

"But..."

"Already, don't talk much. I'm leaving, tomorrow morning I'll be back, too" Dimas said.

"Yes, Mas. Be careful!"

Dimas scooped his suitcase and got it into the car. He also went to his office.

Alya stared at her husband's departure with a heart saying, "When I wish you were here together celebrating my birthday, Mas!"

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As soon as he arrived, Dimas approached Lala who threw his sweet smile.

"I don't think you're coming" said Lala.

"I'm definitely coming, let alone this vacation with the employees. But tomorrow morning I'll be home from you."

"Why so fast?"

"There's a very important family affair" Dimas replied lying.

"Oh, so."

"Yes, hemm I'm going there 'yes!" He pointed towards some of his friends.

"Yes." Yeah." Lala smiled thinly.

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At night, before going to bed. Alya enjoyed the television broadcast in her room by watching her favorite overseas drama.

Suddenly his phone rang making himself surprised because it is not usually the object lit at night.

No one has ever called him almost an average friend or people who have phone contacts just send him a message.

Alya grabbed the phone on the nightstand and saw the caller's name, "Mas Dimas!" ogre.

"Assalamualaikum, Ma!"

"Vamalaikumussalam, Alya. Where are you?"

"I'm home, Mom."

"Where exactly?"

"In the room."

"Never go out of the house or room, yeah."

"I would never have gone anywhere if it had been night, Mom."

"You're okay, aren't you?"

"Yes, Mum."

"Healthy, right?"

"Yes, Mum."

"Thank God." Sighs in relief.

"Mas Dimas why?"

"It's okay, I'm just worried about you. The doors are all locked, right?"

"Here you go, my mom."

"Oh, yes, I have. Tomorrow I finish breakfast, I'll be back" Dimas said.

"Yes, Mum."

"Then I hang up the phone. Don't sleep too late and don't forget to take his vitamins" Dimas advised his wife.

"Yes, Mum."

"Good night!" Dimas hung up.

Alya frowned staring at the screen of her phone, "It turns out you're so considerate of me too, Mas!"