The Second Angel of My Husband
Chapter 30 Open - Closed

"Where do you want to go after this, Zell?" ask Indri.

"If there is no place to live, I have some empty houses in Arum Baru village" said Alvin.

The same Taufik? This adds to the problem, not lessens the problem, inner Zella.

"If you live in a new Arum village, the distance to Tifa school is not far. Even if you have a problem, Tifa's education will not be disrupted. And Tifa also likes it there, because there are many friends, right, Tifa?" alvin said, his eyes fixed on Tifa.

"Yes I like, there are many friends playing hide and seek, houses. It's rare that I can play it because my friend after school is just Fiqri."

Indri mute, Zella lives in Taufik village, it's not a good idea. But if she rejects the idea, she is also confused about where to go, a place that is comfortable for Zella, but also does not interfere with Tifa's school. It didn't feel like they were at Zella's house. Indri went down first to open the door of the house.

"I'm not going anywhere. This house is mine." Zella looked at the house in front of her.

"Tifa darling, you rest first yes, your room is done Grandma," said Indri. He did not want Tifa to record more of their chat.

"And I gave you advice. Do not contest the property if you want your divorce to be finished quickly!" reprimand Alvin.

"We're talking inside" Indri said

They all went into the house. Alvin is still upset by Zella's decision. Staying in this house certainly makes Aksan free to come to Zella. Alvin is only trying to protect Zella, because he considers Zella his family.

"Son Alvin's right, Zella. If you want this house, it is the same as the business of property gono-gini in your divorce," said Indri.

"Go bring the body and Tifa alone? I'm not that good, ma. Mama herself told me about the purpose of Shamil to ensnare Akhsan. I'll make it not easy for him to reach his goal!" Zella walked towards the closet, and picked up something.

"Here, the legal statement is that I own this house. Akhsan's parents gave me this house. Because if the treasure is in my name, Akhsan can still enjoy it. But if in the name of Akhsan, it is confirmed in a short time, the property will move ownership into Ranti's."

"But Akhsan certainly won't give this house away, of course he wants to own this house, Zella!" Indri just wants the divorce process to go easy without other affairs that make everything go slow.

"He knows that this house is mine, if he does not accept it, he himself is also tormented by being held back to be able to formalize their relationship. If she wants a quick divorce, she'll give up this house for me and her son."

"It's up to you, Zella. I'm just giving you advice." Indri massage his temples which began to pulsate.

On the other side.

Shamil is still at Ranti's house. The previous commotion was like it was not effective for them. Shamil and Ranti continue to talk about many things, from work to their hobbies. Laughter in the middle of the conversation. Only Akhsan looks different. He was silent, his eyes fixed on the family photo, where there was himself and Zella, there was Ranti, and also their two parents. Akhsan reflected on the happiness of their family when his father was still there.

You feel, Zella is a form of our do'a-do'a that we always say. We ask for a caring, loving, loving child. It's not on you or Ranti. But you saw and felt all that from Zella.

God granted us our do'a, by giving us a daughter-in-law like Zella, sir.

His parents never protested against Zella. There are only compliments that they continue to say because they are happy with Zella in the middle of their family. Recalling how devastated and disappointed his mother felt just now, Akhsan took her breath so deeply. All this time he had never seen his mother's disappointment like before.

Akhsan's eyes were on Shamil and Ranti for a moment.

Just for the sake of fighting for my love, I scratched the wounds in the hearts of many people, including the woman who gave birth and raised me.

Akhsan again took a deep breath.

Shamil won't go, he'll still be my bidad.

If my mother asked me to choose between my mother and Shamil, I'm sorry I kept Shamil, especially if it was Zella and Shamil's choice, of course I chose Shamil.

Akhsan felt claustrophobic, she just realized her words to her mother were too late. But how could he pull his words?

The flames of regret for hurting his mother started to light up in Akhsan's inner being. Akhsan held her breath, hoping to rewind time and not yell at her mother, nor did she scream at her.

Mom ... I'm sorry, I was so outrageous about hurting mom. Akhsan's heart.

"Gba ...." Shamil called out to Akhsan, but the man was still immersed with his thoughts.

"Aba ..." call Shamil again, but there's no response.

Ranti followed the direction that Akhsan looked at, instantly becoming furious that Akhsan was staring at their family photo. He immediately walked towards Akhsan, and stood in front of his older brother.

"I know you don't like that picture, because you're not in this house, I'll put it down." Ranti folded her hands in front of her chest. Upset at the sadness that emanated from the look on Akhsan's face.

"Sorry to interrupt you, Aba ..." call Shamil.

"Yes Amma?"

"Amma gets a phone call, Amma's boss invites us to dinner."

"Amma sure you can attend? Amma's face." Akhsan made a gesture on Shamil's face.

"We go home first, ntar I do medicine again continue to cover with make-up ntar kok cover."

"I'm sorry our mother, yes Shamil." ranti regretted.

"Your mother is in shock, one day she will be devastated by seeing Akhsan's happiness with me. A mother's happiness is the happiness of her child" Shamil said.

"I can't wait for that time to come, I'm just so happy because of your marriage." Ranti immediately took Shamil. "Will be shopping together?"

"I'll tell you again when the time is near. I want to take Akhsan to meet my boss, who knows Akhsan attracts the boss and is given a higher position." Shamil gave his sweetest smile.

"Yes, there you go. I'm proud of you!" Ranti's gaze moved on Akhsan. "You should have looked for a wife like Shamil, the woman who lightened your burden!"

"Me and Akhsan have been together for a long time, only we have to turn our paths, so that our love allows us to join hands and walk together on the same path," sahut Shamil's.

"I'm moved by your story" Ranti hugged Shamil again.

Shamil let go of their embrace. "We go home, Ran, see you later." Shamil walked first.

Seeing Shamil already heading for the door, Akhsan started swinging her legs. But his steps stopped because of the grip of Ranti's hand on his arm.

"Don't regret letting go of Zella!" ranti Tegur.

"I don't regret letting go of Zella, I'm just sorry for hurting mom and daring to snap at her."

"Listen to Shamil, one day I will understand if I see you happily living with Shamil. Mother like that just keeps Zella feeling. Enjoy your happiness, it's a miracle, a woman greater than you, she wants to live with you!"

Akhsan felt that Ranti's words were right. "I go first, may Shamil hope for me, that I may get my position granted."

"What girl is that, right?"

"Either ma'am, he's human or not is still a mystery."

"Agree, instead of siding with Zella, instead support the actor!"

Ranti clucked in annoyance, seeing that Akhsan was gone, she went inside the house and slammed the door hard. Suddenly made the neighbors caught up with the sound of slamming the door.

"However, men today, working wives, even cheating on bed dwellers, the reason wives have no time for him."

"Because mom, my wife wants to sit sweetly at home, take care of children and take care of her husband wholeheartedly, even cheating on women who have jobs."

"Perhaps because Zella is poor, so Akhsan looks for bini from the royal family. Look at that young wife has a car!"

"There's also mom, men who have rich wives cheating on women don't have. The reason for the affair is more appreciative of himself, while the same wife he feels his pride is stepped on."

"The reason mah can be made by yourself according to the circumstances. That's the house down the street, the reason he married again wanted to have children, already had children from the second wife, still married again, no matter what the reason. The point is that those who cheat cannot be grateful and cannot be sincere with the life that is destined for him."

The conversation of Ranti's neighbors, they gathered on the terrace of the house adjacent to Ranti's house, so they heard some of the quarrels that occurred before. Seeing Zella leaving with her mother. Also witnessed the departure of Mayang with a large suitcase.

***

Time goes by so fast. Shamil and Akhsan looked so charming. Shamil with a long dress, and half-open chest. While Akhsan, she was wearing a suit that Shamil had rented. The two entered the car and headed straight for dinner.

"Amma is too pretty!" akhsan. Actually he doesn't like Shamil a little open like that if to be present in a public place.

"Beautiful, be proud of Amma."

"But aba so can not concentrate, how aba focus see the road? His eyes were fixed on Amma's chest."

"Isn't he home? Time to go again?"

"Because you want to keep looking, can't it just be closed?"

"Sniff!"

Akhsan suddenly saw Shamil's reaction, he felt that Shamil was angry because he was arranging Shamil's clothes. "Amma .. pardon the aba who can't resist." Akhsan managed to pull over their car.

"Still wanting, right? Yes, I am satisfied here first." Shamil pulled over the cloth that covered his chest.

Akhsan was relieved, she thought Shamil was angry. Turns out he wanted to give her rations. "But, what if aba wants to fit in the event, there is no place for amma love."

"Yes hold aba."

"I can't stand it if I still see." The soft mountain peak sank into Akhsan's mouth.

"It looks like we should stop by the boutique, rather than craze like this in a public place."

Akhsan cheered inwardly, the real desire for Shamil to wear more covered clothes materialized. Other rations he got.

No matter how long it takes, Akhsan is still at home as a baby who continues to stick to the source of his life.

"Oh yeah, it's already."

"Gee!" Akhsan shook her head.

"Later we're late, aba."

Akhsan let go of her pleasure. "Mistaken amma herself, why deliberately open like this."

Shamil grabbed Akhsan's shirt on the back, and put it on. "It's closed! Let's go to the boutique."

"Yeah ...." Akhsan put on a look of disappointment.

The car slowly drove towards the boutique. Once there, Shamil was upset that his dress was tangled because of Akhsan's actions. She immediately bought a dress that had a more closed chest, so as not to make Akhsan go crazy. After putting on new clothes, Shamil returned to the car.

"How does the brain aba if amma is like this?"

"Can be peaceable to him." Akhsan smiled with satisfaction.

****

At the dinner venue.

The company's top brass seemed to be engrossed in discussing their cooperation.

"Every time, the land we need is close to the inland tribes, buying it is very difficult, even though all permits we have cantongi, but we have to approach people who make them believe."

"So, for some time now, only Johan managed to persuade them of hard-to-purchase land."

"If what in Batu Kali village?"

"I heard that Johan's son was going to approach."

"Whoan's boy? Shamil?" one of the company's assistant executives.

"I don't know his name, he promised to get the residents to agree to sell their land, and he just wanted his position in the company, safe."

"Oh that's how Johan's son works. Honestly, it was a puzzle to me how a bad guy like him could get to a high position. While his previous boss, always complained about Shamil's performance.

"Sir Bagas how can you know so much about Son Johan?"

"I am from the same village, and I have also worked as a security officer in the same company."

"Well, in addition to discussing the continuation of our project, Mr. Bagas can also be nostalgic for Son Johan. She said she'd come with her husband."

Check it!

The VIP dining room door opened, revealing the figures of Shamil and Akhsan.

"Well that's Johan's son, and Johan's son-in-law!" One of the company's top brass welcomed Shamil and Akhsan.