The Second Angel of My Husband
Chapter 5

Oh God, what does all this mean? Will I be able to take the test you will give me in front of you?

While cooking for lunch and breakfast, Zella is still dissolved by the strange taste of not wearing it. But in front of her husband and son, Zella tries to look happy.

"Well, Ranti called Abah, said she wanted to come here, and take Tifa with you too."

"Gazzy ... Tifa to School by car!" said the little boy was excited.

"Alhamdulillah, hopefully someday Tifa can have her own car." Zella rubbed the side of her daughter's face gently.

"It is very happy, during the ceremony that keeps Fiqri off, Mama always helps Ranti keep Fiqri on her own initiative," said Akhsan.

"Say, mbak momong Fiqri want to marry, 10 days non-work permit, Tifa same Fiqri one school, help Ranti keep Fiqri, also happiness for Tifa, Tifa, because Tifa had a friend at home."

"Your mother always helps my sister, even though she often hurts my mother, thank you mama." Akhsan looked proudly at Zella.

What a great word, no human being is perfect. But you are near perfect, full of love for me and my family, your devotion as a wife feels nothing less, I'm sorry Zella, 11 years with you, you can never shift Shamil's position in my heart. akhsan's heart screams.

"It says what the hell, if it's married, Abah's family is my family too. We can't help Ranti materially, at least Mama can help her with her energy. What Ranti said was indeed mama felt pain, but all of Ranti's words yes mama considered normal, a sister who voiced her affection." Zella could not say at length, she did not want Tifa to record their chat.

At the same time there was a car horn.

"Eating is done, right? Well that's aunt Ranti for sure." Zella helps Tifa get ready.

After Tifa's departure, there were only Zella and Akhsan at home. Akhsan grabbed something from the backpack that accompanied her to work.

"Ma, this month our sustenance is just this."

Zella froze to see the money of hundreds of thousands divided by 4 thin bulkheads which means the money amounted to 4 million.

Is this the answer to the bad feeling all along?

Zella dissolved in her thoughts. How he split the 4 million to pay for water, electricity, hygiene, giving Mama Akhsan, Latifa's allowance, Tifa's school monthly fees, tutoring and many things, not to mention the cost of eating daily for the next month.

"Did Abah have a debt in the office so that Abah's salary is less recent?" said Zella. The fingers of his hand slowly received the money that Akhsan had thrust at him.

"The business of work is Abah's business. This month and the months ahead, Mama should extra manage our finances." Akhsan landed her warm kiss between Zella's eyebrows. "You go to work."

Zella silenced, she nodded her head and grabbed Akhsan's hand for her to kiss. After Akhsan left, Zella was sitting limp on the floor.

"O Allah, I am not ungrateful for all the provisions you have set. But how do we manage this money for our living expenses for the next month? Bless this bill, O Allah, and give my brain intelligence to use it wisely."

Pay the security, water, and electricity bills have spent 1 million, Latifa school costs 500 thousand and 300 thousand for tutoring. Plus the motorbike always asks for a minimum of 25 thousand blue liquid rations for one week, almost 2 million money that Zella received just passed without permission from her wallet. What Zella has to cut a lot is the cost of the kitchen. Although her wallet was clearly grimacing, Zella tried to face everything calmly.

***

Finished doing all the work in the office, Akhsan immediately tethered his motor gas to Shamil's contract. Once in the simple contract Shamil greeted Akhsan with his sweetest smile, making the simple building feel like a palace.

"Just come home from work?" Akhsan kissed Shamil's right and left cheeks.

Shamil immediately yelled at Akhsan, and kissed the man's palm back and forth. "Yes Ba, what is Aba's job?" Aba's affectionate call from Shamil to Akhsan.

"Alhamdulillah smoothly. Aba kangen with Amma." Akhsan comfortably wrapped her hands around Shamil's waist.

"Amma also misses Aba. Oh yes, Amma bought Aba's favorite food, goat satay."

"God willing, Amma is truly attentive."

"Must dong."

The husband and wife walked together into their modest home. Not only did Akhsan's tongue receive service, but it also received other services making it harder for Akhsan to leave Shamil's house.

"Aba ... It's 11pm, go home first. Kasian Zella," Shamil said in a powerful tone.

"I guess Aba's body is glued yes, just stick it in Amma's mattress."

"Don't Aba, Aba will be here again tomorrow."

"Oh yeah, it's money for Amma." Akhsan gave his salary to Shamil.

"No need Aba, Aba's money for Zella, he doesn't work, if I work, I can meet my needs and our needs."

"No, this is your right, because you are also my wife. Sorry just this way I can give you. It's as new as my salary."

"It's not worth Aba, but being able to have Aba completely, this is my greatest happiness. I just want to be with Aba, I don't want Aba's money."

Akhsan took in her breath. Shamil's words made her very happy. "Thank you first, what do you want, it's up to you. For me this is my fair form in terms of living. Keep in mind, it's fair in my opinion, I don't know fair from the other glasses."

"Yes Aba, be careful. Don't forget to tell Amma when she arrives."

Akhsan smiled and again showered Shamil's face with his warm kiss. With a heavy heart Aksan left Shamil's contract, the situation there that did not care about the surrounding neighbors, made Akhsan feel safe.

Arriving at his house and Zella, before entering the house, Akhsan hurriedly told Shamil that he had arrived, Akhsan smiled happily if she remembered his friendship with Shamil. He continued to enter the house with a smile still adorning his face.

"Assalamu'alaikum, bah." said Zella.

"Wa'alaikum salutations." Instantly Akhsan's happiness about Shamil vanished when her eyes saw Zella.

"His home is late than usual, stuck huh Bah?"

"There's a lot Abah has to ask, so overnight. Abah just wants to go to sleep. Abah's tired."

Zella tried to smile, even though her mind was scratched with Akhsan's cold attitude.

Patient Zella, your husband must be very tired and depressed, he understands. Not only are you dizzy with managing the shopping money, he is also dizzy looking for Lent, and trying to suffice in order to make his wife's child happy.

A new day now greeting, this morning looks different at the dinner table Akhsan and Latifa looking at a plate of omelet sliced in 1 plate.

"Our breakfast is just this, huh?" Latifa.

"Dear, Tifa, remember that eggs are healthy!" Zella tries to make Latifa excited.

Akhsan did not comment, he took out a small piece and devoured it in silence. Seeing her father eating quietly, Latifa followed him.

After the payment of all dues, and the shopping of small but important things such as soap and his brother, the remaining spending money of 1.5 million, must be cleverly arranged for the needs of the next 1 month. Zella is very grateful, many of them only have 500 thousand money to last one month.

3 Months passed.

There is no change in the life of Zella.Aksan who every day comes home at night. The money given by Akhsan is left 1.5 million if it is cut by mandatory bills such as Electricity, Water, hygiene, and security. As new as the rest, Zella has to be done to be enough for a month's life. Even giving Akhsan's mother forced Zella to reduce.

"Over omelet?" Akhsan's words were more piercing than the cold morning air.

"Yes how else, right now our finances are only enough for this."

"I'm just gonna eat at Mom's." Akhsan looked at her daughter. "Tifa wants to come with Abah? We have breakfast at Grandma's house, there Aunt Ranti's cooking must be good."

Zella's inner self grimaced, but she could only remain silent.

"No Bah, I want to eat with my mother. No omelet is the same soy sauce. I liked. Eggs are nutritious."

"Bergizi yes, but every day there are whispers!" Akhsan just left Zella and Tifa.

Zella smiled at her daughter. It was her daughter's attitude and spirit that made Zella strong. Even his body is increasingly filled because he often eats double portions, because Akhsan who often does not want to eat the dishes that he has provided.

"Look mama, eat fast. I'll be late."

"Yes dear." Zella slowly bribed her rice, she continued to look at her daughter who was enjoying a plate of rice with an omelet and sweet soy sauce.

Every household has its exams, no matter what my exams are, I thank you, Lord, for giving me this wonderful trust.

Zella is so grateful to have Latifa in her life.

***

"Om Akhsan wants breakfast?" guess Fiqri.

"Yes, mama Fiqri's cooking is delicious, so om always want nyicipin." Without hesitation Akhsan immediately filled his empty plate with the available menu.

"Zella didn't cook?" guess Ranti.

"Cooking, but every morning eggs, omelets, stews, cow's eyes, scrambled vegetables. Telor continues even though the shape is different but I am bored! The sardine egg kept on!" Akhsan ate Ranti's cooking.

"Later to talk to Zella. What the fuck. He only gave 500 thousand like my mother. But her husband had breakfast in this house every day" Ranti said.

Akhsan instantly lost her appetite, she distanced the plate that was in front of her. "Aren't you sincere about me eating here?"

"Eh already, let's eat it onward, Aksan." Akhsan's mother tried to mediate.

"No taste of ma. Tomorrow I won't be here anymore." Aksan left just like that, not even saying a greeting.

"You're making your brother lose his appetite, Ran."

"I was arguing with my mom. I paid for work first. Fiqri, a lump of salim with Grandma. Mama's coming home to pick her up at Tifa's house." Ranti grabbed her briefcase and immediately left with her son.