Happiness Does Not Have to be Rich
Injuries

" In fact Mas it_.." said Azzam while grinning.

" Opo anyway, Mas! Don't be weird" Zahra murmured.

" Mm... Mas it's thirsty, Dek. Shame to ask for a drink. hehehee..."

" Athaghfirullah's... Sorry, Mom? I forgot, a minute, huh?"

Zahra immediately ran to the kitchen to make warm tea for her husband. She felt very guilty for being negligent in serving her husband.

" I'm sorry, Mom? Zahra can't be a good wife yet." said Zahra in tears as she sat on the floor in front of her husband.

" O God, Deck... Why are you? Don't cry like that, you don't talk like that. You are not wrong what, you are the best wife in the world and the hereafter." sedu Azzam.

" Don't seduce me, I'll laugh." said Zahra.

" Masha Allah..must be hungry if you say it is already ngalor - ngidul like this." ledek Azzam.

Azzam instantly pulled Zahra's body into his lap. He kissed her many times - the wife's cheeks with anxiety.

" Eat yuk? I bought rice for dinner." whispered Azzam.

" really? Adek has long not bought rice padang, the place is far from the village." said Zahra girang while soaring in the lap of Azzam.

" www...!" moaning Azzam held back the pain.

" Why...mom?"

Zahra went straight down from Azzam's lap and examined Azzam's entire body from the front. Zahra to open the jacket that had not been released by her husband and white shirt to show the chest of the field.

" Dek... You why the hell? If you ask for rations in the room, not here my dear." seduced Azzam.

" What the hell! Where's that sick?"

" Hurt his stomach, Deck. Haven't eaten the long way."

" Lied...!"

" Mother if angry serem..."

" Don't play at night!"

" Mash Allah...beautiful my wife, eat first yuk? Later if Mas passed out no one was fat."

" What pain does it hurt?"

" When you're done eating, I'll tell you everything. I'm seriously, honey..."

" Well, let's go get the food..."

Zahra prepared dishes for her husband and herself along with two glasses of water. Zahra brought her food to the living room because Azzam had no intention of leaving.

" Come on, let's eat first. That's Zahra's promise!"

" Yes, baby..." Azzam was still smiling sweetly in front of his wife.

After she finished eating, Zahra cleaned the glasses and dishes and then re-attached her husband. His gaze was so strange according to Azzam.

" Mad..say now! Which part hurts?" cecar Zahra's.

" Patience, my beautiful bidadar.was buying a cake please love to Agus and Cahyo, all of you tell me to come here all."

" Why was he told to come here? It's night, Mas..."

" Same order of the husband, quickly there my beautiful wife..."

Zahra picked up a packet of cookies that she had placed on the kitchen table. There were three sponge cakes that Azzam bought, one for his wife and child, the rest for Agus and Cahyo.

" Get out for a second, huh, Mas? Titip Rama when you wake up." said Zahra.

" Yes, my dear. After all, Cahyo and Agus' house is just in front. How long are you going?"

" Hehee... Assalamu'alaikum," said Zahra while grinning.

" Wa'alaikumsalam" answered Azzam with a small smile on his wife's behavior.

After his wife came out of the house, Azzam tried to move his body but felt sore. His back hurt so much he couldn't stand. Azzam did not immediately tell Zahra about his pain for fear of becoming excited later.

" You have made me realize the meaning of affection, the sincerity of your love that never judges anything from treasure and throne. May we mate until the end of life, I love you for your simplicity. The words you always say when you're together, 'happy doesn't have to be rich'. Words that always make me fall more and more in love with you all the time." Inner Azzam.

Before long Zahra came with Agus and Cahyo. After greeting them, the three of them entered the house.

Zahra was shocked to hear the sound of Rama crying in the room while Azzam just remained silent not one bit from where he was sitting.

" Well..is Rama crying and left alone?" ask Zahra astonished.

Zahra went straight into the room, while Azzam could only stare at her softly. Azzam was unable to move his body despite trying hard.

" Azzam why?" ask Agus.

" My back hurts, Gus. It was almost the victim of a robbery." replied Azzam slowly.

" Innalillahi, let me see the wound, Mas.." said Cahyo.

" Try to wear a decoction can not, Mas?"

" Difficult, Gus. From earlier also had wanted to bend but stiff, can not move."

" Here..Let you help slowly. Snorep aja Mas let ngobatinnya easy."

After being slightly forced, Azzam could finally lie on his stomach. Zahra came back out after she put Rama to sleep.

" Athaghfirullah's... Mas, why is your back?" peekit Zahra's.

" Slow - Slow, Deck. Rama will wake up again." Azzam recalled.

" It's okay, ma'am. I want to find a masseuse first afraid his nerves are affected" said Agus.

" Thank you, Gus. Hurry up, how's it going?" sahut Zahra is worried.

Cahyo came out of the kitchen with a basin of cold water which he mixed with ice cubes. The wound must be compressed so that the pain is reduced.

" Sir Zahra, is there a small towel to compress the wound?" ask Cahyo.

" There, I'll take it in the room for a second." replied Zahra.

After picking up a small towel, Zahra sat down on the floor next to Azzam. While Cahyo who compress the back of Azzam.

" Why didn't you tell me it was a robbery?" ask Zahra worriedly.

" It's just a small wound, baby, tomorrow it's healing" Azzam replied casually.

" Hhh, the wound is so small."

Azzam told me in detail about the robbery. There was no trauma at all in Azzam's mind because in the fight he won.

Before long the masseuse came along with Agus. The middle-aged man directly treated Azzam. Nerves - the nerves are indeed wrong because of the hit that is quite hard. After it was finished, Agus returned to deliver the masseur home.

" Why can I go home alone if my back hurts?" ask Zahra.

Now Azzam and Zahra are alone. Agus and Cahyo had gone home since it was almost twelve. Azzam has also been moved to his room.

" That's not the pain yet, Dek. Just a little pain and stiffness. But when he got home, he was paralyzed and sick all over."

" Want to be pissed again, Mom?"

" No, you must also be more tired than Mas. You work all day without complaining. You're a great woman, so insecure deket you."

" She.. gombal...!"

" This is the truth, baby. You are a wonder woman in my heart."

" Uh ah, most of the waves are you, Mas!"

" Hahahaa... surely his face is already blushing? Just try not to hurt, can be five rounds until morning." licked Azzam.

" Opo anyway, Mas! Ora's obviously a mind blouse," said Zahra.

Azzam could not stop laughing at his wife who was already very upset with him. It was nice to tease his wife.

" Deck, please get Mas's jacket in the living room?"

" Well what? Was it cold...?"

" No, there's something I want to take."

" A minute, Zahra take it."

After handing over her husband's jacket, Zahra immediately lay beside her son who was very sound in his sleep.

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