Tears On Top of the Tare
Chapter 10 (Work Permission)

Happy Reading's.

Amaira saw the road ahead, the rain was getting heavier, when she should have reached home earlier. But because of the taxi he was riding suddenly his tires leaked he finally had to wait.

"She called another taxi? If you wait to change the tire, you will wait a long time," said the taxi driver.

"It's okay, sir, I'll wait" replied Amaira.

Finally the taxi driver relented and got out of the car wearing an umbrella. The driver took the raincoat that was behind him and also the spare tire.

Amaira just quietly waited inside while tuning sholawat song on her phone. Honestly today Amaira is so happy. At work he had good friends with him. Although there was one that was a bit of a judge in his opinion, but that was fine. The important thing is that Amaira is comfortable.

Finally, after waiting for an hour, Amaira arrived in front of her house. He immediately paid for the taxi and got out of the car. Amaira was running a little because of the rain

"Thank God, we have finally arrived!" Amaira washed her headscarf and clothes off the rain drops. After that she opened the door slowly, Amaira came in and closed the door again, but she was shocked when she heard the baritone voice of her husband who was suddenly behind her.

"Where are you from?"

"Astaghfirullah, Azka mas! Just ngagetin!" Amaira stroked her chest in shock.

Azka stared at Amaira's appearance from toe to head, the woman's clothes were slightly wet. "You haven't answered my question, Maira! Where have you been?"

"Assalamualaikum, Ma!" Because her husband was there, Amaira said hello. "Maira just got home from work" he replied later.

"Work? What do you work for? Why not tell me?" Azka asked her frown.

Amaira widened her eyes, "so I had chat mas Azka kok, I asked permission for work because there are vacancies from my best friend, maybe Azka mas has not opened my message," said Amaira. Of course Azka certainly has not opened the message, maybe her name in her husband's contact does not exist, alisa number has not been saved by Azka.

"My phone's in the room, do you know if you're texting!" Azka still did not want to lose.

Amaira sighed, actually she wanted to go into her room and take a bath, she also had no time to pray ashar.

"Well from the morning I send, maybe Azka mas has not opened, I go to the room first mas, want to take a bath!" Amaira just walked away from her husband.

For whatever linger, anyway Azka could not find it all day is not it. It must be because Amaira did not look Azka directly asked him where.

Maybe Azka did not look for it until noon, but when it rained heavily and saw the shoes of Amaira was not on the shelf, making Azka to mind.

Although he had dismissed the thought of where his first wife went, but it is not denied if Azka had worried.

Is Azka starting to care about Amaira? The proof is that he's thinking, isn't he?

Look at Azka's steps so fast up the stairs, she suddenly also wanted to ask Amaira what work and where? Why his first wife wanted to work. Didn't Azka always send money to Amaira's account.

Is the woman short of money? Azka did not think with his first wife, what a stubborn woman.

Azka had arrived in front of Amaira's room, her hand was raised wanting to knock on her door, but suddenly Icha's voice interrupted Azka so that the man stopped knocking.

"Mas, what do you want?"

"Oh, no, Amaira had just come home, so I wanted to ask her where she was going" Azka replied slightly wrongly.

"Oh, why doesn't he talk to us about going out?"

"Udah justin, what did you want to call mas? Hem?" Azka pulled his second wife back into the room.

Icha complies and sits on the side of the bed.

"I'm looking for my charger, isn't there? You know what mas?" Azka shook her head.

"Surely you just forgot to put it, try to find it in the drawer," said Azka.

Icha according and open the small desk drawer that is in the corner. The table is now functioning as an Icha dressing table. The plan after payday later Azka will buy a dresser set for his second wife

"No, you forgot!" Icha just grin and then continue to charge his phone.

Azka suddenly remembers Amaira saying that she sent a message this morning. I don't know what made Azka's heart moved to see the message from his first wife.

Azka became curious, what time did Amaira send a message to him.

Azka's eyes see one foreign number that is in the order of number two, because the first order is the Icha number embedded.

Azka believes it was Amaira's number because she had not saved her first wife's number.

Azka had never been this targeted at Amaira. Why suddenly his first wife wanted to work. Azka then opened the message.

+6234567xxx : Assalamualaikum Mas, I got out today for work, last night Arumi asked me to work at her sister's place, so now I ask permission, yes, insyaallah her return is not until night.

Wassalamu'alaikum...

'Maybe he's bored at home all the time, so I'd better let it go.' Inner Azka.

Finally the man chose to reply to Amaira's message rather than directly talking to her person. Somehow, but he did not want if Icha later knew that Azka wanted to talk to his first wife.

But it doesn't really matter, Amaira is also his wife, right?

Maybe Azka felt bad for Icha because she had already promised if she would not care for Amaira.

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Amaira put on her face after the shower. He immediately performed the Ashar prayer a little late.

After prostrating 4 rakaat, do not forget Amaira pray, ask the power to always be given health and happiness. A smooth sustenance for her husband as well as health for the people who have always been kind to her.

After folding his face and putting it on the cupboard, Amaira walked towards the bed to lay down. He didn't want to sleep but just wanted to fall.

Amaira picked up her phone that was on the nightstand. As usual he always scrolls social media or YouTube about studies.

But his eyes suddenly focused on one notification that he named 'My husband'.

Amaira's heart immediately beat so fast, almost never Azka replied to his message let alone the initiative to send his own message.

Ah, yes. Amaira forgot that this morning she sent Azka a message. He was already happy but then he could only sigh.

Amaira finally opened a message from her husband.

"Bismilbornrahmanirrahim!"

'I give your permission to work, it's up to you to do what work, what matters is not me telling, use a motor matic in the garage if you want to work, if you want to work, I'll have to take my subscription workshop for service first!'

Amaira smiled broadly as she read the message from her long-time husband. Usually Azka only replied yes or no. Very short, but this time Azka replied with a reply that was so long, and the permission that made Amaira's smile became wider.

'Thank you, Mum!'

Amaira likely clutched her phone, it seems like she really felt relieved after getting permission from Azka, although impressed ketus but Amaira remained happy.

It has been said, if Azka certainly allows, so he thinks the step he took is a good step.

Suddenly her phone vibrated again, Amaira looked at her phone and was wide-eyed when she saw who was calling.

"Kemal's Bag!"

Seriate.