Happiness Does Not Have to be Rich
Home renovation plan

On Monday night, Azzam and his wife and son arrived at the village to be picked up by Rayyan. They will return to their usual activities. Rama who fell asleep in Zahra's lap looks very sound, maybe tired because during his time in Jakarta he played more with Kaivan.

" Dek, eat yuk? Rayyan bought food at the airport." take Azzam after Zahra put Rama on the bed.

" Bang Rayyan has come home, have you?"

" Here, he said he wanted to check the duties of schoolchildren."

" Zahra take a shower first, sultry."

" Breech, yuk? Rama is asleep."

Zahra just smiled and nodded her head. Azzam who was excited immediately carried the wife to the bathroom.

" Promise is just a shower, Mom! Zahra's tired, tomorrow to school."

" Yes, honey. But tomorrow we'll take you to the rice fields."

" How's Rama?"

" Take Mas to the rice field, Agus and Cahyo said yesterday that they can work again tomorrow."

" What money did Jefri give them?"

" Not yet, he said the money is too much so want to open an account first to the Bank."

After the ritual of bathing together, Azzam restlessly looked at his wife who was eating voraciously. From then on he had repeatedly swallowed to resist the desire that thrashed - thrashing due to seeing the innocent body of his wife while bathing.

" Don't eat?" ask Zahra.

" Eh, yes... It's also eating coke." replied Azzam nervously.

" Eat, keep resting."

" Yes, Deck."

Azzam ate slowly as if he was not eager to swallow it even though the food Rayyan bought tasted very good.

" Look_..."

" Your...!" zahra's sharp gaze made Azzam silent.

" Is he sleepy?"

" Not yet, but just want to fall."

" Q-time outside yuk? I want to be with you."

" Come, Zahra make coffee, will you?"

" Sweet tea, Deck."

" Yaudah, wait outside."

Azzam sat outside waiting for Zahra to make tea. Azzam spread his gaze around his house. He even went around that not-so-big house. As he walked, he seemed to be thinking of something.

" Well, what's there?" reprimand Zahra saw the husband pacing - barren in the yard.

" Well, I'm thinking something, Deck." Azzam sat beside his wife.

" Think what, Mom?"

" Mommy wants to come here when the therapy is over. Does Adek allow it?"

" Why do you have to ask Adek for permission, Mas? If Mas doesn't mind Adek come along."

" But this house is small, Deck. Mama must have come with Papa and Kaivan."

" Just get to the point, what exactly is it?"

Azzam grasped his wife's hand gently and pulled her body closer to him.

" What the hell, Mas? Shame if anyone passes by." - Zahra.

" Shame why? We are halal couples, there is no harm in dating in the middle of the night." said Azzam.

" Shame to know, Mom. Adek does not want to be a neighbor's talk."

" Yes, now I want to talk seriously." Azzam took a deep breath before starting to speak.

Zahra is now beginning to focus on what her husband will reveal. He does not want to think negatively before everything is clear.

" Look, honey. Don't be offended or angry. If you don't agree, I won't." said Azzam.

" Want to get married again?" Zahra looked at her husband sharply.

" Mash Allah, Deck. Where have you ever thought of getting married again? She loves you so much and will never wish you."

" It's good then, because if there's another woman with Mas, be ready - be ready to face Tiger White's eyes...!"

" It won't, honey. I will be faithful to you for life."

Zahra smiled and kissed her husband's lips so quickly that Azzam could not notice.

" Don't tease me, baby. This is Mas dead - dead to not ask for rations tonight." lirih Azzam memelas.

" Mm... I would like to renovate this house if I can. We could actually just buy a house in town, but it looks like you're very difficult to leave this house."

" This is Mas' house too, can be renovated and expanded. But Zahra wants the front of the house to stay like this. Mas can expand to the back and also the side."

" It does not need to be too big, just add three rooms just below. Later we make two floors, half of them become open space, there are still some rooms also for our children later."

" Is it not too conspicuous for the size of the house in the village, Mas?"

Azzam seemed to think while looking around him. True also what his wife said, the house he would make would certainly be very striking when compared to the neighboring house which is still partly walled with woven bamboo.

" What do Adek think?"

" Mending makes two more rooms, Mas. The kitchen is slid back."

" There's no need to unload everything?"

" Dismantle everything is okay, but do not change the front. Zahra wants everything to look as simple as ever."

" According to your orders, Madam. So, when can the renovation begin?"

" But where are we going to live if it's dismantled?"

" Tuh, in front there is a house that can be occupied. Rayyan rarely comes home either ."

Zahra looked at the husband who was drinking his tea. Doubtful to ask, but felt stuck in his heart.

" Mas_..."

" Yes...? Why, Dek?"

" Didn't you want to go back to Papa's house?"

" Did Mama tell you to persuade Mas to come back?"

" It's not so, Mom. Adek only_..."

" Hear me! Just this one time Mas talk and do not want any more questions like that from you. I will live in this city, in this house. No one can control our lives even if it's my own parents."

" I'm sorry, Zahra_..."

" You're not wrong, let's go first. I will never leave this house at any time. I'm happy here with you, this place is the beginning of my new life."

Zahra had her head on her husband's shoulder with her eyes closed. It felt so comfortable like without the burden of the mind.

" Well sleepy are we sleeping inside, baby?" lirih Azzam's.

" Want to be carried," whined Zahra.

" Aren't you ashamed that a neighbor saw it?"

Zahra grinned and then moved from her seat to clean up the glass that was used up for tea. Azzam followed his wife to the kitchen to accompany her to wash the glasses.

" Why did you come here?"

" Want to carry you."

" No, rest there!"

" She's getting pretty, huh?"

Azzam hugged his wife from behind. One thing Azzam did that made him very comfortable.

" Can you come here?" lirih Azzam with a stifled voice.

" No! Mas don't be weird." reject Zahra.

" Please... I need you, now." refer to Azzam.

" No. u...! I'm not comfortable here." reject Zahra.

" Fine, we're in the room."

Azzam carried his wife's body to an empty room because he did not want to disturb his son who was already sleeping soundly.

" Slowly, Adek is tired."

" Yes, honey. Since you've been teasing me all the time, how can Mas hold up?"

" It's easy to be tempted" ledek Zahra.

" Anyone must be tempted when they see what's behind these clothes." - Azzam.

Azzam quickly took off his wife's clothes as well as his own before they enjoyed a long night.

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