Happiness Does Not Have to be Rich
Think of it as Honeymoon

After the welcoming ceremony, Zahra went straight into the room followed by Azzam. They are like newlyweds who refuse to be apart even for a while. Moreover, Azzam was so possessive when Zahra became acquainted with his male cousins. If Kaivan had told him first about the party, Azzam would have rejected it.

" I'm sorry, honey... Kaivan made this party without telling us. Not only you, Mas also felt awkward and lazy with a party like this. But Mas is also grateful that my entire extended family can accept you well." said Azzam.

" Yes, Mas. It's all happening, Zahra is being accepted by your extended family."

" Thank you, my dear."

" Ah yes, Mas... Rama wasn't with us, was he still Kaivan?"

" Rama slept in Kaivan's room, baby. As your request, tonight we're just the two."

" my wish? When...?"

Azzam pulled his wife into his lap. Maybe the wife forgot to say a few hours in the plane. He even sulked because the child was considered to disturb his sleep.

" So on the plane, who asked to sleep on Mas's shoulder?"

" Hehee... Zahra forgot."

" Bath first yuk? It's so hot, we're soaking for a while."

" No...! I said how many hours is that?"

" It's just a minute, my dear. Lagian Mas also knows you are very tired today. Let your body be fresh, I take a bath."

" Zahra can shower himself Mas."

" God would love to, dear." persuaded Azzam.

Zahra could never refuse her husband's wishes. Although he was tired, he did not dare to refuse.

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In the morning after breakfast, Zahra and Azzam told their parents to go to Bali. Rama still sleeps with Kaivan soundly when usually the child will wake up at six in the morning.

" Yes, Pa... Titip Rama, huh? Ask Kaivan to make him milk when he wakes up." said Azzam.

" Yes, you don't have to worry about Rama. He'll be fine here." said Papa Zaid.

" Thank you, Pa. Say the same Kaivan don't give instant noodles anymore."

" Instant noodles? How can you, Zam?" ask Mama Rahma.

" The Kaivan can't cook, Ma. So yesterday in the village just alone, Kaivan can only cook instant noodles when Rama is hungry" said Zahra.

" Known, Kaivan was like that. Closing yourself to those around you."

" It doesn't matter, Pa. Everyone is different - different. Kaivan's a good man, he's also responsible."

" Thank you for accepting Kaivan. Although his mother did evil, the boy was not involved at all."

"The caivan is now part of our family, Pa. He's my sister, Mama's and Papa's son." said Azzam.

Mr. Zaid was very grateful that Azzam would accept Kaivan as his younger brother. Not only that, his wife Rahma also very fond of his stepson who he had considered as a biological child.

" We're saying goodbye, Pa, Ma... Fear of missing the plane." said Azzam.

" Liver there, may there be good news after coming home from there." said Mama Rahma.

" Good news? What does Mama mean?" ask Zahra confused.

" Of course, don't listen to your mom. Hurry you guys go." said Papa Zaid.

" Ma, Azzam and Zahra are gone for just one day. Don't speak strangely." murmured Azzam.

" Call it honeymoon. You guys rarely have time together after Rama, do you?"

" Next time, Ma. Azzam still has a lot of work in Jogja, Zahra is the same."

" Mas_.." Zahra rebuked.

Zahra immediately kissed the backs of her two in-laws' hands followed by Azzam. After that, the two of them immediately got into the car.

" Dear, which country do you like best for your vacation?" azzam asked as they were in the car.

" Mm... Any country I like. I've been to Turkey, Lebanon, Arabia, and many other countries."

" Have you been on vacation there?"

" Not a holiday, the duty of government officials escort. Usually I serve in Muslim-majority countries because only a few hijab-wearing women join the White Tiger."

" Is there a place you want to visit?"

" Where...?"

" Ragunan Zoo with Monas. Adek has never been around Jakarta, Mas."

" This you, Deck. Out of the country often, but the capital itself never."

" Zahra goes if there's any work, Mas. Where ever thought for a vacation."

" Yes, how about going to Bali extended. Think of it as honeymoon, Monday we go home, baby."

" How's Rama? Monday Kaivan's work, Mas. I should skip work too?"

Azzam clasped his wife's palm tightly. There is guilt in his heart because all this time never gives happiness like others who always provide luxurious facilities for his wife. Azzam was selfish by hiding all his wealth and hitching a ride on his wife.

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After a flight that made Zahra sleepy, Azzam took Zahra out of Ngurah Rai Airport, Bali. His wife seemed reluctant to walk so Azzam had to embrace her so as not to miss.

" Sniff, huh?" lirih Azzam's.

" Slightly, Mas. But Zahra could be alone with Mas. It's even better if we take Rama."

" Yes, honey. When - when lita holiday three or four."

" Why four, Mom? Want to take Kaivan with you too?"

" No, honey. But same with his brother Rama."

" Isa...!"

Azzam and Zahra were picked up by the restaurant staff who were standing by in the parking lot. Zahra asked directly to where they would stay tonight because they want to quickly rest so that later in the afternoon can walk around the place around the restaurant.

" Don't the restaurant take a tour?"

" Deket, baby. The restaurant faces directly to the beach even though the distance is a little far. But it won't disappoint at night."

" I can't wait to see it."

" Sleep again if you are tired, the journey is still half an hour to the destination."

" It's okay, Adek's sleeping?"

" Yes, honey. Get some sleep, because there'll be work for you once you get to your destination."

" What job?"

Azzam just smiled and pulled the body of the wife into his arms. Azzam always felt comfortable when holding his wife. Happiness is so simple. No need for abundant wealth, being a ruler or a popular person.

Half an hour later, they arrived at their destination. Azzam lifted the body of his wife who was still sleeping soundly in his arms. The bag was delivered by the driver who picked her up to the room.

" Thank you, sir. Go home by taxi, later in the afternoon my car is using." said Azzam slowly so as not to disturb his sleeping wife.

" good, Sir. If you need me, just call. I'll standby 24 hours."

" Yes... Come later when the preparations begin. Oh yeah, why haven't the employees come clean yet?"

" Later after the sublime, Boss. Your wife is beautiful too."

" Your goddamn driver...!"

Yep. The driver who is currently with Azzam is Gerry, a friend of his when studying abroad. In addition to being the personal driver of Azzam, he is also in charge of restaurants in Bali.

" How long in Bali, Boss?"

" why? You don't like your boss here?"

" It's not so, Boss. It's just that your son wasn't invited, would you like some honeymoon?"

" Call it honeymoon. The process of making a second child."

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TB

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