Happiness Does Not Have to be Rich
Enjoy the time together

After Ashar, Rayyan invites Rama to return home. Azzam tells the location of all the items Rama needs at home. He did not hesitate at all to tell people he just knew to enter the house when it was empty.

" Mother's child do not fuss at home sama_..." Zahra looked doubtfully at Rayyan.

" Papa.." said Rama.

" You take it easy, Za. As long as he is with his father, Rama will definitely not fuss." said Rayyan.

" Hhh..why do I feel like a stepfather!" pissed Azzam.

" Yes, a stepfather who only loves his mother." ledek Rayyan.

" Already, you guys meet every fight when not one week know. Or don't don't don't you guys know each other before, huh?" cecar Zahra's.

Azzam and Rayyan looked at each other. Kepo Zahra's soul is in acute fashion right now. The mother-of-one shook her husband's shoulder to ask for an immediate answer.

" O Allah, Dek... Didn't you know Rayyan before me? We haven't known him for a week" Azzam said.

" You guys why is this stormy? Already, I'm saying goodbye." Lerai Rayyan.

Rayyan slipped a card into Azzam's hand without Zahra's knowledge. I don't know what the card is but Rayyan hopes Azzam doesn't turn it down.

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Azzam and Zahra returned to the beach after taking a short break at the inn. Along the way, Azzam did not let go of Zahra's hand. If others look, they are like a couple of newlyweds who are on a honeymoon.

" She, it's okay - what if we leave Rama together Rayyan bang? We haven't known him for a week."

" It's okay, baby. Rayyan is a good guy, sometimes a bitch. No need to worry, later if he is unable to keep Rama must be taken to Marni's house. Rayyan wants us to spend this time alone for a little while without thinking about anything."

Zahra struggled in her husband's arms while playing her feet in the water. They went around waiting for the sun to sink at the end of the ocean. A smile appeared on the lips of the beautiful woman.

Azzam did not want to disturb his wife's current mood. He just followed where the wife's feet were. Rayyan said, Zahra never demanded anything from her. But as a woman, she also definitely took into account the material for her survival.

" Are we sitting on that rock?" whining Zahra.

" Eh. yes, dear." Azzam was surprised by Zahra's loud voice because he was daydreaming.

Azzam helped Zahra to climb onto the reef and they sat there hugging. Azzam hugged Zahra from behind.

" Are you happy to see this view, baby?" whiskey Azzam.

" Mmm. Yeah, Mom. This is the second time Zahra can enjoy the sunset on the beach. Long ago, when mom was still there... Dad took us to this place and stayed here even though he had to take some of the harvest that should be to buy kitchen needs" said Zahra reminiscing about the past.

" I'm sorry, I haven't been able to make you happy, baby."

" Hhh. Don't talk that way, Mas. With Mas Azzam and Rama on Zahra's side, it was a bliss that could not be compared to anything."

" But Mas hasn't been able to provide enough for you, Dek."

" Is happiness to be measured by a little bit of living? I think that happiness is a form of attention and affection, not of possessions and thrones."

Azzam further tightened his embrace on his wife. He did not choose a life companion.

" If Mas were rich, would you still love Mas like this?"

" As long as it is halal, Zahra is grateful. At least we can share it with people in need. Right now only science can Zahra share with children so that they can become successful people."

" If one day we move to the city, will Adek?"

" Zahra will go wherever Mas goes as long as it's on the right path. Uh.. but, why would Mas ask like that?"

" Nothing... If someday there's a better job in town, it should be tried, right?"

" Tumben Mas have any thoughts of working again in the city? He said he's comfortable managing father's paddy field?"

" Study to be a Big Boss...?" ledek Zahra's.

Azzam couldn't help but kiss his adorable wife. Today is truly a wonderful time together. Azzam just realized that such a simple event is indeed very important for them to do often.

" To yuk's room, honey?" whispered Azzam occasionally squeezing his wife's stomach was anxious.

" What the hell, Mom! Don't be weird - weird you!" ketus Zahras.

" Hahahaa. Or the... I want to_..."

" Want what?!" zahra circus.

" Hmm.. later we run out isya' we program his brother Rama. Now we pray maghrib and continue to eat." whispered Azzam.

Zahra hit Azzam's chest many times out of annoyance with her husband's taunts. He even just wants to enjoy the beauty of the beach atmosphere at night.

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After dinner, Azzam obeyed Zahra's desire to return to the beach even though the night wind seemed to stab to the bone. I don't know since when, Rayyan has prepared everything. Sweaters and their change of clothes are also available in the room. Rayyan also left a black card to meet the needs of Azzam and Zahra during the holidays.

Who is Rayyan really? Just an honorary teacher but a black card handle? Is that possible? Why is he so good with the little Azzam family? No one knows what the mystery is behind Rayyan's kind and royal attitude towards simple little families like Azzam and Zahra.

" Deck, back to yuk's room? It's cold, you'll be sick?" persuade Azzam because the wife is still at home sitting on the beach.

" A minute, Mommy... Zahra still wants to be here." whine Zahra.

" It's nine o'clock, baby. The wind's getting bigger too, rest huh?"

" We rarely get to go together like this, Mom. Zahra wants to spend some time here before we go home."

" Okay, just don't forget your duty."

" What...?"

Azzam only smiled a little and landed a brief kiss on both cheeks of Zahra alternately.

Azzam and Zahra returned to the room. The hijab woman immediately took off her sweater and veil.

" Dear, Rama has slept yet?" suddenly Azzam misses his son.

" Telephone bang Ray, Mas. Zahra was afraid that she would fuss over sleeping with someone she just met." Zahra was no less anxious.

" Want a voice call or a video call?"

" Video call aja Mas, Zahra kangen see Rama."

" Oh yes, you wear the veil first." said Azzam.

Azzam called Rayyan's number and chatted for quite a while. Rama had slept well after drinking the milk Rayyan made. It turned out that the single man could take care of the toddler very well.

After being satisfied to see the face of his son who slept soundly, Azzam turned off his call and re-hugged his wife. As he said earlier, they're going through the night staying up last night. You must know what those halal lovers do when enjoying a long night.

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TB

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