about widower, merry me
Chapter 39: Arshad

The day continues to change quickly and does not feel at this time they have entered the 3rd semester of college, likewise with Ica and Gael who are getting closer because Gael who continues to aggressively PDKT to Ica.

Bang Arshad was married 2 months ago because he was married by Babeh Roja with his friend's son named Zahra.

Bang Arshad rejected the match because he did not know the woman he was going to marry, but Babeh Roja forced even the middle-aged man to go to the hospital due to Arshad's refusal, and since then Arshad also would not accept the arranged marriage until now he still can not love his wife because his heart is still for the former who always rejects his proposal.

" A please anterin Zahra to the market yes, about her Anyak want to go to the house bu salamah there used to be business !" Say Enyak Romlah to his eldest son, because since Arshad married Zahra Enyak Romlah always went to the market with his son-in-law.

Zahra is a good girl, she is also a woman who obeys worship seen from the way she dresses syar'i, but somehow Arshad does not like her, or maybe Arshad has not been able to love Zahra because he has not been able to move on from aisha who is a php handyman.

" Arshad males Nyak, ask for help just for nganterin !" Arshad replied trying to refuse, Zahra was only able to bow her head hearing the rejection of the husband, if she could choose she also did not want to be in a position like this.

" Let Zahra ride the ojek at Nyak, gapapa !" Timpal Zahra with a soft voice and a soothing smile.

" Lu kebangetan ya Ar nuruh bini lu ride ojek to the market, the tree is not willing to know you have to anterin bini lu to the market !" Omel Sorrowed Romlah made Arshad snort miserably.

" Well, why are you still there !" Invite Arshad to the wife to make Zahra a crime because she did not think that Arshad would take her to the market.

" I did bang for a second, Zahra grab the wallet first in room !" Zahra answered with a stammer and immediately went upstairs to go to Arshad's room which is now also his room.

Not long after that Zahra had returned down from the 2nd floor and immediately rushed to the front porch to catch up with Arshad who had been waiting in the car.

" Zahra go first Yes Nyak, assalamallaikum !" Pamit Zahra and Enjoy Romlah.

When Zahra got into the car, Arshad's sour face made Zahra grimace because it had made her husband wait.

" I'm sorry I waited so long !" The great-grandson of Zahra was afraid that if her husband was angry at her, Arshad just silently did not answer Zahra's remarks and chose to drive his car to the market.

In the car it was very quiet because neither Arshad nor Zahra intended to open the sound.

" Bang ?" Call Zahra hesitating.

" Hmm !" Arshad replied, only beating without seeing Zahra's face.

" If you have a job gapapa kok Zahra down here later Zahra can ride ojek to the market and later his return Zahra can ride bajaj !" Zahra's words immediately made Arshad turn his head towards her.

" What do you mean, you deliberately want me in the same omelin as Enyak because you left you on the side of the road huh ?" Ask Arsahad in a soft but stressed voice.

Zahra immediately immediately heard the words of her husband because he did not mean it like that.

" B isn't rich - that's why !" Zahra said in a panicked tone.

But even Arshad was silent no longer responding to Zahra's words, making the woman more submissive because she felt guilty.

Shortly after the car driven by Arshad arrived at the market, and Zahra immediately went down while Arshad preferred to wait in the car.

" Zahra is a good girl even she is much better than the aisyah who always gives hope, but why can't the cave love her and even act rich ketus it !" Monologue Arshad then rubbed his face rough because of confusion.

After waiting for about an hour Zahra returned with a few plastic bags, and behind her was a teenager who was about 18 years old carrying rice on her back.

" Here is the deck, thank you for helping me, for you !" Said Zahra while giving a piece of green money to the teenager.

" Well, thank you, brother !" The teenager replied with excitement and then he said goodbye to Zahra.

Sayup-sayup Arshad heard Zahra's conversation with the teenager and it turns out his wife was giving wages to teenagers who turned out to be porters in the market.

TOK TOK TOK

Zahra tapped on Arshad's windshield to get the owner to open.

" Bang sorry please open the luggage no, Zahra wants to enter the groceries about her !" Zahra said slowly and without trying Arshad immediately opened the trunk of his car and he came down to help Zahra enter the groceries.

Zahra boasted her smile as Arshad helped her put groceries into the trunk of the car, Zahra knew that Arshad was a good man as evidenced by the way he treated his mother and two younger sisters well, but Zahra also did not wonder why Arshad did not accept himself to be a wife, Is she ugly, so Zahra thought.

" Thank you bang !" Zahra said when all the groceries had entered the trunk of the car.

" Em bang, Zahra go there first ya want to buy a peek !" Say Zahra again and immediately scatter without waiting for an answer from her husband.

Unknowingly Arshad smiled faintly at Zahra's child-like behavior.

Not long Zahra came back with a tent in her hand containing a lick.

" Make it brother !" Said Zahra while giving up a pack of lilok.

" For you, I don't like it !" Arshad's lie made Zahra sigh in disappointment.

" Oh kirain brother likes to poke, it turns out not !" Zahra muttered but still able to be heard by Arshad, actually Arshad's saliva was willing to drip looking at his favorite pegs, but he was too proud of Zahra.

" Em has made Zahra all !" Zahra's words again made Arshad swallow his saliva with great difficulty.

" Basic insensitive, people are forced to cake to want to, ahh my cilok dear !" Arshad ngedumel.

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