The Second Angel of My Husband
Chapter 6

Aksan was eager to take his bike to Shamil's contract and have breakfast there, but considering that Shamil was also working, Akhsan held back his wishes. He stopped by a stall buying bread and coffee sashet. Akhsan continued on her way to the office. His frustration has not subsided, now he has to meet his prankster friend.

"Why isn't your face like a laundry ironed San?" Ari Goda.

"For me, early in the morning, my mood is already messed up." Akhsan spurred quickly his steps towards the pantry.

Ari did not stop teasing Akhsan, if it could not make her friend better, then at least she would add to the annoyance of her interlocutor. "Don't tell me you weren't given your wife's bed ration last night."

"The problem is that the bed is as good as my sarang residents explore, not like you are often not loved by your wife if she snags!" akhsan Reply. His fingers began to brew coffee and led him to the available table.

Ari pouted, instead of pranking Akhsan, it was Akhsan who spoke the facts about her.

"Today representatives of large companies will visit, you know who the emissaries are from there?"

"I don't know, but I'll see you later and I'll finally know." Akhsan started tearing sweet bread to her stomach stuffer this morning.

"No exclamation, bebandain you." Ari slapped her breath rough. "The big company's mouthpiece is Shamil. You remember right?"

"Sha-miles?" Akhsan.

"Yep, your ex-boyfriend, I hope you're not playing crazy with Shamil, let alone hearing she's a widow, remember San there's Zella as Tifa as you should prioritize."

"Aman mah, I won't be weird, just play crazy with my halal partner." Akhsan leisurely continued to enjoy her bread. Shamil is also his wife.

"It's good that you put your wife first."

Akshan forgot his frustration. Knowing to be eye-to-eye with Shamil, a hint of happiness ignites within him.

**

Time goes on, work is done well. While in the meeting room, Akhsan and Shamil looked like strangers. They are very professional with their work. After the work was done, Akhsan sent a message to Shamil, to catch up with him somewhere. Within minutes, Shamil appeared at the meeting place.

"I think it's a dream, to see you at my workplace." Akhsan immediately hugged and devoured Shamil's lips.

"Ba, enough." Shamil managed to release their support.

"Nobody like it?" Aksan looked at Shamil with a long look.

"What if someone sees it?"

"Let's know that we're husband and wife, what's the trouble?"

Shamil grumpily. "Sonly son said so, it's not that easy."

"Aman amma, this is where Aba is alone, so dare to call amma here."

"Good then." Shamil snatched the paper bag that he had been waiting for.

"It's a special amma cook for aba. When amma knows there is a task to the aba office, amma cook aba's favorite. Fried chicken with sambel geprek, continue to mix." Shamil gave her the lunchbox she had brought.

"God, Amma is the angel that God has sent for the aba." Akhsan kissed Shamil's forehead.

"But I'm number two aba." Shamil looked down while opening his lunch box.

"If you are my second angel, but you are number one in every place. Number one in my heart, my heartbeat, and my mind." Aksan slowly brought his face closer to Shamil, thus removing the distance between them. The atmosphere of the day was getting heated up with their gentle pangutan.

"So, let's eat together."

They both enjoyed the food. Akhsan unceasingly bathed in Shamil's smooth face.

If I had a time machine, I'd like to have you the only one in my life. Our happiness does not hurt anyone. Akhsan.

"Nak ba?"

"Subhanallah, so good amma."

"I love my cooking."

"Um ... aba can come every morning to the house of amma, aba want breakfast with amma."

"By really, amma even happy if aba wants to stop by every morning and afternoon for amma."

"From tomorrow, Aba will come to amma's house for breakfast."

"Amma wait for the arrival of aba." Shamil tried to smile, though his heart cursed Akhsan's wish.

***

The initial agreement of Zella and Ranti, he only picked up and took care of Fiqri for 10 days, but until now, Zella still takes care of Fiqri. Luckily Tifa and Fiqri had lunch at school, this alleviated Zella's mind because of the limited value paper that inhabited her wallet. After arriving home the two children were engrossed in playing. Until the afternoon greeting them must end their excitement, because when the sun slips towards the west, Ranti comes to pick up Fiqri.

"So soon, mah, I finish my bag," Fiqri said when he saw the figure of his mother entering Zella's house.

"You're playing with Tifa first, I want to talk to Auntie Zella."

"Okay mom." Fiqri continues his excitement with Tifa.

Zella was staring in wonder at Ranti, I don't know what kind of wind makes her husband's sister want to talk 4 eyes with him.

"Every morning Aksan's sister has breakfast at home, sister Zella doesn't cook?" todong Ranti's.

"Need-"

"But eggs, salted fish, sardines, that goes on every morning?" cut Ranti.

"Yes mbak adjust to Ran's finances, not do not want a good masakin, but the money your brother gave is not enough if the cuisine he wants."

"Work food dong mbak, from the beginning you married I always advised mbak make work! Don't make my brother a dairy cow!"

"Dairy cow? Do you forget what your duties as a husband are? If you forget, remind me. One of them gives a living of birth and inner."

"Yes, I'd better get Zella to work too dong! Don't share my brother!"

"Don't want Ranti, but your brother is like a king to be served in every way. I'm ready to help your brother make some money, but will your brother help me with homework and babysitting? Remember Ran, this household's a joint obligation, okay together make a living, what else does your brother want?"

Ranti understood very well how her brother who only wanted to be served Ranti had no answer to Zella's defense. "I'm lazy to debate the same mbak, is it not ashamed to hold money with my husband?"

"Since when was receiving the right to live as a wife seen as embarrassing? What law is that from?" todong Zella's.

Ranti was furious, if he discussed the law, he would lose. He knows nothing about religion. Although Zella is not a knowledgeable person, but she diligently demands knowledge, of course, her knowledge is wider.

"If your brother is unable to support his wife and children, advice mbak from the beginning do not need to marry!"

"It's hard to talk to someone who likes to be a burden!" Ranti leaves Zella soon. "Fiqri fast! Mom wait in the car!"

Zella understood, if you work alone and have your own money, it will be easier to get what you want, but she has limitations that make her resigned to become a burden on her husband.

Zella is ready to work, but Akhsan is ready to help her take care of the children and take care of the house? Many families husband even his own husband demands wife to help him find money. But very few husbands want to help work at home. 1 side wants to be helped, but on the other hand does not want to help even do not want to know.

On the other side.

After work, Shamil sends Akhsan a message that he is overtime, but he just wants to go to his parents' house to protest. Akhsan was forced to go home early, because the two nymphs were not in their palace.

"Shamil?" shamil's mother was shocked by the sudden arrival of her daughter.

"Where's Dad? I want to protest with Dad!" shamil was upset.

"What's wrong? You can't wait Sham." said the middle-aged man who was down the stairs.

"Dad responsibility! Now Akhsan wants breakfast every morning at my house! Just 3 million dollars!"

"Prophe Shamil, it's okay for you to fight hard first to get close to Aksan, in time you will harvest the fruits of your patience," said Shamil's father.

"Your father is right Sham, you think you can sit in your position right now because of the instant thing? This is all your father's strategy because it's easy to get a job in a big company."

Shamil tried to calm down, what his parents said was true. He can be in his current position thanks to his strategy and cooperation with his father.

"To spoil Akhsan's stomach, I'll help. Your job is to make Akhsan bend her knees to you."

"In the past, Nadi's villagers did not want to give up their land for the mine, thanks to the idea of your father marrying you to Nadi, everything is easier, right?" said Shamil's mother.

"Actually I wanted to marry Shamil to Taufik's boss, but ... it was very difficult to get close to the man, who easily subdued his men's hearts."

"But by marrying Nadi, the villagers were even more tempted Well, if they were the same young master, they would be difficult to instigate to sell their land."

"Remember that success Shamil, if you can be patient facing Akhsan like you are facing Nadi, then you will get what you want, like Dad, like, I just want a position for you in one of their big companies, hasn't that been realized?"

"Yes Dad." Shamil tried to calm himself down. "Tonight I went home, I was lazy. Occasionally tormenting Akhsan with longing."