The Idaman Mas Duda
Chapter 14 Hanum's Disgust

Abygiel reached for a picture of the zahra still on the table close to his room. He returned to tears as he rubbed his wife's face. Undeniably, the beauty of Zahra is so complete in the eyes of Abygiel.

Even if they were together for less than a year. The duration of building a housewife with Zahra, Abygiel was so happy. Zahra always pampered him and paid attention even though it was a very simple thing.

Abygiel also likes Zahra cuisine which is good at making his favorite food.

"Zahra, do you know that I miss you so much? I also want to let you know that now our son is grown. She even went to kindergarten?" Abygiel said with a painful feeling.

If only Zahra were in front of him at this moment. Abygiel was eager to hold her. But what power. Every time Abygiel kangen he could only hold the picture frame of the only one still in his room.

Yes, at the time of Zahra's departure, Mama Carla chose to keep all their memorable photos in the warehouse. So that Abygiel can forget everything and get back up from the slump, namely by looking for other women who can replace Zahra to take care of him and also Milko.

But five years on, Abygiel still can not escape the shadow of Zahra that makes it increasingly difficult to fall in love again.

Lamenting her grief, Abygiel always runs away from trouble by deciding to go to a bar without her family's knowledge. Then sheds the resentment in the heart of losing Zahra by spending her nights drinking. Because only then can Abygiel forget everything.

The silence of the place did not make Abygiel feel comforted. It also rejects some women who want to tease their solitude.

Although half-conscious, the twenty-eight-year-old remained firm on his stance. If he would not play women because of his loyalty to Zahra.

Two hours passed and Abygiel began to feel dizzy and lost half of consciousness. He had also consumed a lot of drinks which made him give up on continuing.

Abygiel who felt it was enough immediately left his payment on the table with an amount that was certainly more than the total price and Abygiel was desperate to go home even though his condition was chaotic and messy.

"Oh Zahra, my dear. Where are you now?" He said while looking for the direction of the exit until he reached his sports car.

The car is very rarely used because Abygiel always carries his luxury car which is currently often broken down. It looks like Abygiel will sell the car and will replace it with a new one.

Driving alone is actually very dangerous for Abygiel. In addition to the crowded streets Abygiel also had trouble opening his eyes that felt so heavy.

"Ah, fuck. Come on, don't shut your eyes until we get to the town house!" his grunts, very upset.

Abygiel tried to maintain balance despite several times his car lost balance and almost hit someone else's property. Luckily, Abygiel was able to handle it in time. Sometimes it was heard that there were people who cursed him but Abygiel did not care anyway he did not know who the person who spoke to him was.

"Woy, are you tired of living? If you are drunk, don't go on the streets! Danger for others. Crazyhead!" Shouted someone else who saw Abygiel's car running and almost grazed the man's car.

Foolish with that, Abygiel continued to drive his car until he finally arrived at his yard.

"Mr...!"

Geck!

Geck!

Geck!

Abygiel who was not strong opened his eyes banged on the door repeatedly. He forgot that his call from the main door of the house would not reach his family room.

Hanum who could not sleep well woke up several times. He who is thirsty decides to go into the kitchen. But his steps stopped when he saw the main door shaking.

"Oh, who is that? How come the door is shaking? Hanum saw it wrong? Eh but really how is the door geter? Whoa, this gaswat Don't-don't-don't-maling anymore? he must have tried to forcefully open the door again. Can't be this morning. That person must be taught a lesson so as not to repeat his actions again!"

Hanum was looking for something he could use to beat the thief. When busy looking around. Hanum saw that there was a caste-beater lying in the corner.

"Well, here comes the power to hit that fucking thief!"

Hanum checked through the window curtain. Unfortunately Hanum could not see his face because the man was still busy banging on the door that Hanum thought was trying to break into.

Sure enough, Hanum's conjecture strengthened as he peeked at the man's appearance so suspiciously. Hanum believes the man is wearing a jacket that covers the top of his head. Hanum had heard back in the village some time ago there was a cow belonging to one of the residents and almost caught wearing tight-fitting clothes. Maybe his eyes just look.

"Well, really, does he want to swing? All right, let me help you get in? But you have to be ready for my attack, right?" Hanum muttered alone again.

With a careful step, Hanum pulled the door hook until Abygiel was shot and immediately fell to the floor.

"Ni rasain!"

Hanum was about to swing the wooden punch in his hand but was stopped when he heard Abygiel grumbling to say the name of the wife.

"Zahra hurry back, don't you miss me? You've left me too long and Milko too. Don't you want to see our son just once, huh? You are so pretty anyway? I miss you all the time!"

"Well, how do you name Zahra's mom anyway? Who is this guy?"

Hanum placed the bat on the floor and ventured to turn Abygiel's body to his back.

"AstaughfiruLahalazhim, so Mas songong was apparently? Since when did he leave the house I didn't see him?"

Hanum hurriedly closed the door fearing a real thief would come. But Hanum is confused about how to wake Abygiel up to move into his room.

Having no other way, Hanum was determined to help Abygiel stand up. Of course Hanum was troubled because Abygiel's body was tall and well-built.

"Mas, wake up. Don't sleep here? Anyway Mas paket drunk-intoxicate everything!"

"Zmazhim...!" Babe Abygiel once again as he felt someone embrace his body to wake up.

"Oh, really heavy? You eat bulls, right? It's hard to work!" Rutuk Hanum again who so much trouble to support Abygiel weight on his shoulders.

Upon arriving in the room, Hanum immediately dropped Abygiel's weight on his king size jumbo bed.

"Zahra, my head is dizzy. Can you massage it!" Pinta Abygiel thought Hanum was Zahra.

"Well, it's good to ask for a massage. Who are you? I did work for Oma not for you!" Tymbal Hanum with ketus.