The charm of Miss Zahra
Episode seven

"Bi, can we talk?" zahra asked as she walked into the kitchen regardless of the compliment of the married man.

"Zahra, you're not being polite like that." Hayla rebuked Zahra who was staring at her.

"A disrespectful aunt. The owner of this house was lying in the hospital, and on what basis did my aunt bring guests here? Why not just go to aunt's."

Hayla clucked while ruffling her waist because it was her trademark when talking to Zahra. "Do you not understand or are you stupid? I'm being a good aunt looking for a future husband for you."

"That guy is Mr Demir, isn't it?"

Hayla's face immediately sparkled when Zahra could already guess the man who came with her. He snapped a finger, "that's you know. You secretly noticed it, right? It's Zahra who accepts it from you singles."

"I'm sorry, Auntie, but to me it's more honorable to be single than a second wife. Please stop looking for a mate for me what else if it's a married man."

Hayla took a deep breath while crossing her arms. "You are not grateful, Zahra. It's lucky there are men who want to be with poor women like you. This is what it's about to be an old virgin."

"Lucky what? Do I have to be proud of being liked by someone's husband? Then I came to see his wife and smiled proudly and said, Oh poor woman, I am your husband's second wife. He loves me more and he's willing to hurt you. So, Bi?"

The conversation of the aunt and nephew was heard by Mr. Demir. But the man immediately sat down when he heard the sound of steps approaching.

"I'm sorry, sir, just say I'm rude, but I'm sorry that your purpose in coming here was to ask me to be your wife, I refused." Zahra spoke without sitting down first. He was annoyed with people who were obsessed with him.

Mr. Demir smiled sweetly, he likes women who refuse like this. But he was sure long ago that he would melt too if faced with money and he had what women wanted. No need to be tired of working but money flows continuously, not so.

"Casual, Miss Zahra. Tell me what made you reject me!" said Mr. Demir.

"Because I don't want to be a second wife." Zahra replied firmly. There was no doubt from the look in his eyes.

"Why? is Miss Zahra afraid of getting a small share of my treasure?"

Zahra smiled cynically, "Not all a woman's pride can be bought with money. If you think so, you are wrong to look for someone like me. Please find another one!" Zahra pointed out the exit with her palm.

"Zahrah! Disrespectful," Hayla reprimanded feeling bad for Mr. Demir.

"No problem, Hayla. Maybe Miss Zahra needs some time to think." Mr. Demir opened his wallet and placed a card on the table. "Use this card to meet your needs, Miss Zahra. I would be very happy if the woman I like spent my money."

Not interested at all. Zahra even turned her face the other way while saying, "please bring back the card. I can still work to meet my needs, you don't have to bother."

"Oh, Zahra." Hayla who was standing behind Zahra felt anxious. Even though with the card he can have fun without having to think about work or how to save money.

"Please!" Zahra again invited her guests to leave. For Zahra there is no need to be sweet to a man like Mr. Demir, already having a wife but still seducing other women.

Mr. Demir was increasingly challenged to marry a Zahra, he nodded as he left Zahra's house. Before he actually left the house he again said, "If Miss Zahra changes her mind, please ask Hayla to contact me."

"No way" said Zahra inwardly.

Hayla immediately pulled Zahra's hand until her niece's body was about to shake.

"Please, Zahra, don't be a fool by saying you don't need money. Getting married to Mr. Demir is a fast track to getting rich. You and your brother won't live hard anymore." Her aunt was still trying to give her understanding to have her nephew accept Mr. Demir's offer. Of course, because he also got no small reward.

"Then it was only her aunt who married her. Not that auntie and pama Rangga are also not okay," Zahra said as she passed into the room. Take a break and then clean up. After that, he went to the hospital. She and Hilal will take turns to look after her mother.

"Lal, how do you think big brother's smile is?"

"Sweet," Hilal replied, "the big brother's smile is very sweet and the big brother's smile transmits a positive aura to others. Tumben once brother asked me something like that."

Zahra looked up at the hospital ceiling. "So Bi Hayla brought guests to our house-"

"Let me guess," cut Hilal, "Bi Hayla brought a male guest who was about to propose, Brother Zahra right?"

Zahra turned her head and frowned."You knew?"

"I just guessed from the expression big brother was already legible. I was amazed at the aunt, how happy she was to find a future husband for her sister. Strangely what he was looking for were married men. Be careful, Brother. We don't know what they'll plan to do after seeing brother."

Zahra nodded in agreement to Hilal's words, then they parted ways because Hilal tonight was going to rest at home.

***

Alin bit his nails after a pregnancy test several times and the results were the same. Each device shows two red lines. It means she's pregnant with Bram's son.

He was confused, nights like this where it might be possible to contact and tell Bram. Because the man will ignore himself. Bram had advised not to contact him when he was with his family.

True, said Zahra, that the second woman rarely or even barely has a chance to be the main one. The striped-nose men are only looking for a second woman when they need a place to vent their desires.

"Bram, I'm pregnant." Alin typed the message but deleted it again.

Both are delicious but confused by itself if it is like this. She couldn't sleep thinking of a way out for her pregnancy right now. Soon others will notice the changes in his body.

"What do I have to do now?" he asked the room that only existed.

Remembering Zahra, he would definitely come up with a solution. But he had already made three calls but no calls were answered by Zahra.

It was clear that Zahra was closing her eyes. She herself has not fully recovered but still decided to look after her mother tonight.

The night continued to move, combing the silence and crawling towards the morning. Zahra awoke when she heard the morning adhan reverberate. When he came out of his mother's room, Hilal was already standing there.

***

Zahra checked her phone while she was on the train. There were three missed calls from Alin, he immediately contacted Alin back. Unanswered, he tried again but up to five calls remained no answer.

While there was still time, Zahra decided to go to Alin's house first. The house looked quiet, not aaa signs of activity from the homeowner.

Alin's car is still in the garage, which means Alin is still at home, but it's quiet. Zahra called and knocked on Alin's room door.

"Alin, are you still sleeping? Alin!"

"This hall is already noon, you won't enter today? Alin!"

Zahra was sure something was wrong with her friend. Finally, he opened the door to Alin's room. For the first time since he had never inked before. When the door opened, Zahra almost jumped out of place. The heart is beating very fast.