Happiness Does Not Have to be Rich
There's just us

After lunch, Azzam invited his wife to pick up the files at the office. Because it's Saturday, so no employees come in except the security section. Maybe there are only a few who go home late at noon.

" Don't you mind - am I coming in?" lirih Zahra's.

" Loh, why? How's that, honey?" sahut Azzam's.

" The people here don't know I'm your wife,"

" Not many know that I'm the boss here either."

" Really, Mas?"

" Yes, Deck. I rarely come to the office. You know for yourself every working day Mas in the rice fields. I only work from home for offices and restaurants."

Azzam entered the elevator of the company officials. There were only a few security guards greeting him while in the lobby.

" Dear, I forgot to grab something in the car. Later after taking you to my room, Mas back down again huh?"

" I'm upstairs alone, Mom?"

" Why...? Adek is afraid to be alone...? Hhh... The secret agent Tiger White has fear as well?" goda Azzam's.

" Zahra's coming down again, okay?"

" You will be tired, my dear. Rama's mother is spoiled anyway?"

Azzam cupped his wife's face and kissed her whole face without being missed. The look in her eyes made Zahra push her a little away.

" Don't be like that!" lirih Zahra's.

" Sorry, honey. I just miss you." replied Azzam sighed softly.

Arriving at the top floor, Azzam immediately drove his wife to the special room of the President. Zahra was immediately escorted to a private room in the room.

" Mom down for a second, huh?"

" Is it really just for a minute?"

" Yes, Mother. I'll just be a minute."

Zahra immediately laid her body on the bed after Azzam came out. It felt very comfortable to rest after the incident last night that made it difficult to sleep.

" Dear, are you tired?" whispered Azzam who had not since when to enter.

" Zahra still thinks of Agus as Cahyo, Mas."

Azzam went to lie next to his wife and clutched a slender body that always made her opiate.

" Relax, baby. Don't think about it anymore, they've got the best treatment."

" It's still Zahra feeling guilty, Mas. Had Zahra not invited them to monitor the state of the rice fields that night, none of this would have happened."

" Hey.it's all happened, there's nothing you have to regret."

Azzam pulled his wife's body to lie on top of her. Azzam kissed his wife's lips gently.

" Mass...!"

" One way to make the heart calm is like this. It's just the two of us, we'll miss this day here until tomorrow. I'm gonna make you forget your sadness, just the pleasure we're gonna get."

" Just the two of us...? What if we don't go home?"

" There's Kaivan and Rayyan, don't think about anyone else. Make yourself as calm as possible, baby."

Azzam was already impatient to fondle his wife's entire body. For almost three weeks Azzam had not touched his wife since their mission to save her parents.

" Mad.not now."

" Why, hmm...?"

" In a moment the Ashar prayer, Mas will not be finished in that fast time."

" Hhh... postponed again?" azzam was disappointed.

" It's three and a half hours, patience, right?" Zahra smiled as she pushed her husband's body slowly.

" Huft...why is it so hard just want to be alone with the wife." annoyed Azzam then out of the room.

Zahra followed her husband who was already sitting in his great chair with a laptop lit in front of him.

" You need help, Young Master Al Farizy?" Zahra Goda.

" Later after Ashar." said Azzam flat without glancing at his wife in the least.

" Ccck... Cckk... Cckck...! Sir if the crab is getting handsome, it's only three weeks not to the rice fields already look glowing again." Zahra did not stop flirting with her husband.

" Adinda Azzahraaa....!" furious Azzam.

Azzam was very upset with the behavior of his wife who did not stop bothering him. If only soon did not enter Ashar time, his wife was finished in bed.

Zahra moved away from her husband and stood by the glass to see the view of the city of Jogja which is very bright today.

" Dear.. Come here for a moment." Azzam said.

" What the hell, Mas? The view from here is beautiful."

" Said he was gonna help you with the work?"

" Hmm..."

" What...?"

" Please check this file, let the spit be finished and tomorrow it can focus on managing the rice fields."

" Let the Zahra rice field take care of it, Mas go home to Jakarta take care of Mama."

Zahra took the file in her husband's hand and moved to the sofa. Although he has never worked in the company, but Zahra understands because he used to study in that department.

" Dear, the rice field is Mas's business, if you want to take care of this office or restaurant."

" But, Mas... Right now Mama and Papa need more of your presence."

" So you don't need my presence anymore?"

" It's not so, Mom. Zahra simply did not want to separate the child from her parents. I know what it's like to be separated from my parents."

" It's just us, don't talk about anything else. I don't want our relationship to break down because I'm back with my family."

Azzam clutched his wife tightly. How could he have lived without his wife and child who had accompanied him in his time of slump.

" I can go home anytime, but right now Mama really needs your presence. If later Zahra has quit her job as a teacher, Zahra can often come to Jakarta. But to stay there, it looks like Zahra can't."

" Why...?"

" Augus and Cahyo definitely need a long recovery. I can't trust anyone else. They are like my own brother, let them stay in the village taking care of their parents. The results from the paddy fields I think are enough for them."

" It's up to you, Dek. I'm sure you'll do your best."

" Zahra just wants the people in our village to be able to work without having to go far away leaving his son and wife, Mas. The land from Jefri is we make a warehouse or just dismantle Mas for new land?"

" If to open land seems to need more workers, Dek. What proceeds from the paddy fields can they pay for their salaries?"

" Whatever knows, who's paying all the workers' salaries."

" We'll talk tomorrow, Deck. It is time to pray Ashar."

" This file...?"

" Later after the prayer."

Azzam took ablution first then followed by his wife. In the room there is a prayer mat, mukena and sarong. Zahra smiled as her husband prepared everything.

" Come, baby." take Azzam.

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Desire is not as expected. Azzam who had been excited after folding the prayer mats had to be disappointed again because Zahra even went out to work on the file he gave earlier.

" Dear..it will be finished Maghrib." whine Zahra.

" All of you, Mas. Let it not keep thinking." said Zahra origin.

" O God, why is my wife so naughty." lamented Azzam.

Zahra could not bear to see her husband's face. She immediately closed the file and walked towards her husband.

" It's just the two of us, why are we in such a hurry?" Zahra smiled ignorantly.

" You were just teasing me, don't blame me for forcing you!" furious Azzam.

Azzam immediately pulled his wife's body into the room by force. He doesn't care if his wife wants to be let go.

" I won't let you go until tomorrow morning."

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