Happiness Does Not Have to be Rich
Suddenly home

Azzam stopped the taxi regardless of Deni who stepped in a hurry to chase after him. Azzam was just upset with the behavior of Merry who never changed even though they had not met for a long time.

" Boss... Waitdong! Just play live anyway." Deni protested annoyed.

" Small...! Snail." sneer Azzam.

Deni snorted angrily and then got into the taxi first next to the driver. He was still upset with Azzam who took his own decision without any discussion with him first.

" You mad at me, Den?"

" No."

" Come on... I know you're tired. You can come home tomorrow or the day after if you want. I don't have a problem going home alone in the afternoon."

" It's not so, Zam. We've received a dinner invitation from Mr. Davidson, you canceled it for no apparent reason."

" What do you mean? I'm telling you the truth that I miss my wife."

" I know you just want to avoid Merry. It can't be like that, Zam. Merry who will monitor the project directly, he will stay in Bandung until the project is completed."

" Just leave it, this project will be continued Kaivan. I'm going back to Jogja the day after tomorrow, my work has also piled up."

" You want to run away from responsibility?"

Azzam breathed his breath rough. From the beginning he did not intend to inherit his father's company. Kaivan is qualified enough to take control of the company, but he refuses because he feels he is not the heir.

" Den, ever since I left the company, I've been expecting nothing more. I can stand on my own feet to support my wife and children despite living in simplicity."

" But the supreme leader is in your hands, Zam."

" I know, I'm not going to lose responsibility. But not all projects have to be me who intervenes alone, right?"

They both remained silent for a moment. Azzam is lazy to face Deni's attitude which he thinks is too excessive. Azzam knew that Deni was very professional at work, but seeing Merry's behavior made Azzam very sick.

Arriving at the hotel, Azzam immediately laid his body on the sofa. He did not want to disturb Deni who first laid his body on the bed.

" Sorry, Den." said Azzam breaking the silence.

" Something you hate Merry so much?" sahut Deni's.

" He hasn't changed, Den. I'm sure he'll use all sorts of ways to mess with my life again."

" Merry is obsessed with you, Zam. You're right, until now he hasn't given up. I hope he doesn't meet Zahra."

Not long after, the door of Azzam's room was knocked several times from the outside. Azzam and Deni looked at each other.

" Who, Den? You're asking for hotel service?" ask Azzam.

" No, we've been together" Deni replied.

" You open the door there." Azzam said.

Deni immediately got up from the fall and walked straight to the door. If it's not the hotel, who's the one who's visiting the room?

" Merry...?" deni said in shock.

" Sorry, Den... I want to meet with Azzam for a while." said Merry without the slightest shame.

" Can't, Boss is resting can't be bothered."

" You're just an assistant, don't get in my way!" snapped Merry annoyed.

" Don't act, Miss. You better go home now." ketus Deni.

It is fitting that Azzam never liked Merry, even close to him reluctantly. It turned out that the woman was really very annoying and did not know adab.

" Who, Den?" Azzam half yelled.

" Azzam, it's me Merry." cried Merry from outside.

" Athaghfirullah.." sighed Azzam.

Azzam immediately cleaned up his goods in the room and also Deni's and came out to the two.

" Den, we check out now, directly to the airport" said Azzam while giving Deni's backpack.

" Now, Boss?"

" Yes, there's something I want to buy for my son and wife before I go to the airport."

" Zam, give me time to talk to you." whine Merry while pulling Azzam's suit.

" Please take care of your manners, miss! Don't let me cancel our cooperation." threatened Azzam furiously.

" You're the one who's gonna lose, Azzam. The penalty is huge if you forget." said Merry.

" Come, Den. All your stuff I put in my backpack."

" Zam, you can't have a wife, can you?" merry's Curry.

" It's none of your business, miss! You better go now."

" I will stay in Indonesia for the duration of the project."

" Whatever!"

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" It's eight o'clock, when are you going home?" ask Deni.

" Yes, go home now." replied Azzam flatly.

" You hate Merry so much for what happened back then?"

" Do I have to be happy to see her again? It used to be that he could do such a lowly demeanor, especially now?"

" You take it easy, I won't let him come near you anymore."

Almost nine o'clock in the evening, Azzam arrived home. Looking at the house that looked lonely, Azzam was sure that everyone had rested in their rooms. Azzam immediately went into his room to clean up.

" Tumben once an hour this time all are asleep." murmured Azzam when he saw his wife had slept soundly.

Azzam immediately picked up a change of clothes and cleaned himself in the bathroom. It only took ten minutes to take a shower because it was already night.

Azzam was actually a little surprised because his sleeping wife was still wearing her hood and the door was not locked.

" dear... Open the veil first. Are you comfortable sleeping like that?" Azzam kissed Zahra's cheek with a slight overlap of her body.

Zahra who felt disturbed sleep was quite shocked because suddenly there was someone who overstimulated his body. With a quick movement, Zahra pushed Azzam's body and kicked him hard enough to fall to the floor.

" www...!" azzam.

" How dare you enter my room!" zahra shouted emotion.

Perhaps because the headlights were turned off, Zahra did not recognize that she was her own husband.

" dear... This is Mas, why did you beat me up?" Azzam moaned while rubbing his aching back.

" Was Azzam...?" Zahra hurried to turn on the main light.

" Athaghfirullah...! Mas Azzam's...!" pekik Zahra was shocked.

" Please, Deck."

" Yes - yes. Mas Ngagetin Adek anyway!"

Zahra helped Azzam to sit on the bed. She still could not believe if the one before her was currently her husband. Isn't Azzam coming home tomorrow morning?

" Why did you suddenly come home?" ask Zahra curiously.

" I miss you" replied Azzam, laying his head on his wife's shoulder.

" Just left this morning, too,"

" The one whose name is longing doesn't look for a moment or a long time, Dek."

" Oh yeah, now where's the pain?"

" Back, you kicked him so fast."

" I'm sorry, Adek didn't know that Mas had kissed Zahra. Adek get the compress first, huh?"

" Not for long."

Zahra felt sorry to see her husband in pain due to his actions even though he also wanted to laugh because of her husband's ridiculous behavior.

Zahra went down to the kitchen to pick up the compress. Until there he met his mother-in-law who would take drinking water.

" Zahras... Do you want to grab a drink, too?"

" No, Ma. Zahra wants to get some water for the compress."

" You sick?"

" No, Ma. Zahra's not sick."

" Who is that a compromise for? Rama or Kaivan?"

" This is for Mas Azzam, Ma."

" Huh...? Azzam...? You're hallucinating, Za?"

Mama Rahma stared fixedly at her daughter-in-law in disbelief. Could this daughter-in-law be delirious?

" What's the hallucination, Ma? Mas Azzam was actually in the room."

" You just miss him, Za. You better get some sleep now. Tomorrow Azzam will also come home."

Zahra started to worry. Is it true that the one in the room was just a delusion? But her husband's figure was so real to her. Even Zahra could touch her husband's body.

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