Zahra My Choice Wife
Recognition

Sela really did not expect, she was a little angry over the ex-shed of her husband. However, Sela could do nothing. In addition to being Zakka's legal wife, Sela had no right to sue her.

"Well, my mother smiled an indistinct smile. This is apparently, watch out for you brother Zakka. You've embarrassed me, really embarrassing." He mumbled, then he immediately cleaned himself up.

After a long time in the bathroom, Sela immediately finished her ritual. Then, he rushed out to dry his hair and put on his clothes.

Finished wearing her clothes, Sela brushed her shoulder hair and washed it.

"Wait, this how do I cover it? uh! really fucking right. I want to close it, my mom already knows. Otherwise, the others will know it too." Sela muttered while rubbing the former act of her husband repeatedly.

Zakka smiled, who was standing next to his wife with his brace.

Zakka immediately took off the hair tie that was on his wife, then his hair decomposed with a smile that expands.

"Don't tie your hair, leave it like this. Because it will look funny when you have to wear a scarf, there you will be laughed at and thought it's winter." Zakka said, Sela was silent.

'Look, even Zakka doesn't feel guilty about me. In fact, it was very easy to give me advice.' Inner Sela was also still in her position.

For fear of being said to be disrespectful, she finally turned her body around and is now dealing with her husband.

"Said I was told to meet Brother Zakka, so why did Brother Zakka enter the room?" tanya Sela shifted the topic.

Zakka smiled and watched. "Like me dong, hem." Zakka said casually.

"Yes, too" replied Sela a bit of grumbling.

"Zayen's here, let's go down. Remember, don't call me brother." Ask Zakka to get out of her room.

"Yes, I understand." Sela answered with a nod.

After nothing was lacking, the two immediately exited the room and headed for the dining room first.

Arriving in the dining room, his parents and Zayen were waiting for him.

"I'm sorry, if we've both made you wait." Zakka said as she walked, a few steps away, near her seat.

"It's okay, I can understand your situation Brother Zakka." Zayen answered, while Sela helped her husband to sit down.

Whether there was any wind, Zayen noticed Sela. But that view seemed to observe him. Although he had met her wedding ceremony, Zayen did not really understand. And now it is really natural without any polish on the face belonging to Sela.

"Mama forgot. Son Sela, introduce this cousin of your husband's name is Zayen. The son of Alfan's uncle, her husband Afnaya." Maura's mother introduced her niece to her son-in-law.

"Sela?" half surprised to hear the name mentioned by Maura's mother, Zayen while thinking back to his past.

"What's wrong with you, Zayen? you know my wife?" asked Zakka with a dislike expression, more precisely a little jealous.

"Sela, answer my question. Do you know Zayen? answer." Zakka asked a little with a dislike expression.

"Yes, Uncle. I once helped a little girl who almost got hit by a car for helping a man of the same age as Zayen, uncle. Because at that time there was also a commotion in the street, finally the man who helped the girl just left. Might as well want to avoid any of that commotion, so be forced to leave." Answer Zayen.

At that moment, the atmosphere turned silent. No one speaks, really quiet. Not only Zakka and Sela, Mr. Ganan and Mother Maura also followed drifting as if remembering something.

Likewise with Sela, her memory returned in her childhood. Remember, Sela tried to digest what Zayen said.

While Zayen was amazed by the sudden atmosphere of silence and everything seemed to be thinking something in his memory.

"Sister, Brother Ayen." Suddenly Sela involuntarily mentioned Ayen's name, while Zayen widened his eyes.

His name is mentioned by Sela so clearly, Zakka and Mr. Ganan and mother Maura turned towards Sela. At that very moment, Zakka lowered his head again, suddenly he did not dare to look at his wife.

Zayen turned his gaze to Zakka and seemed to be suspicious of his own cousin. So did Sela, she turned to her husband.

"That's right, you're the one I helped." Said Zayen confidently, "but .. why are you, Brother Zakka? why did Brother Zakka come down?"

"Yes, sister, I'm Sela who was Ayen's sister please. Thank you so much for helping Sela at that time, forgive Sela who has troubled Brother." Sela was embarrassed. Zakka did not even look up.

Mr. Ganan and Maura's mother are also still silent, of course, making Zayen curious.

"Sister Zakka, answer my question. Is the man that Sela helped the most Zakka's sister?" asked Zayen who was filled with curiosity.

No matter what the response was, at least Zayen was relieved when he expressed his curiosity. While Sela is increasingly confused to hear questions from Zayen over his past incidents.

Zakka, who was embarrassed as if she was ungrateful to someone who had helped her, looked up her eyes and did not.

"Zakka, answer Zayen's question." Mother Maura said to her son to answer him honestly. Zakka himself still strengthens his heart if he will get upset from his wife.

Slowly, Zakka took a deep breath. Then he threw it away violently and looked up at Zayen.

"Yes, I'm the one." Replied Zakka who finally admitted to what he did in his past that had gone without thanking.

Sela who heard the confession from her husband, her eyes were perfectly rounded. It was like a dream to hear a confession from her husband.

It feels like being angry, but it is meaningless to be angry and also hate it.

'His husband's own wife has kept me from walking long enough, and Ayen's sister is responsible for my foot's treatment.' Inner Sela recalled her past.

"So, that little girl ... You want Sela?" mother Maura made the truth clear.

"Yes, Ma. It used to be Ayen's sister who helped Sela and also gave free treatment to Sela." Sela replied as best she could, afraid that her words would corner her own husband.

Zakka who felt really embarrassed, he still did not dare to look at his wife. I do not know what words will come out of his mouth to his wife who has saved his life from the incident in his past.