Happiness Does Not Have to be Rich
Zahra jealous?

Arriving at the Cafe where Azzam and Merry met, Zahra seemed not excited at all. His heart was already upset first when he saw Merry's annoying face.

" Dear, don't put on a jealous face like that. I will not be tempted by it." whispered Azzam.

" But he_..." Zahra stopped her protest as Azzam gently rubbed her back.

" Come inside, the sooner we discuss this work the sooner we go home and don't meet him" said Azzam softly.

Azzam walked first followed by Zahra who carried a laptop in her hand. They rejected the place already on Merry's reservation and preferred to be in an open room on the terrace of the Cafe.

" Azzam, are you sure? We meeting at this place? I have reserved a place in the private room" said Merry looked disappointed.

" I prefer the open, Miss." said Azzam flatly.

After discussing the hotel's construction, they had lunch together in silence even though Zahra realized that Merry did not give up her eyes on her husband.

" Zam, how about we go around this town. I'm only in Indonesia for the first time and you're the only one I know." whined Merry.

" I still have another job, your driver can deliver wherever you want." said Azzam as he looked at the annoyed face of his wife.

" Please, Zam... One day we walk together." whined Merry.

" What is my less clear word? Keep your limits or our employment contract void...!" Azzam.

Azzam immediately left from the presence of Merry who looked annoyed. Zahra still showed her modesty by saying goodbye to Merry.

" Excuse me, Miss. We go first." said Zahra.

" Hey... Waitaminute! What's yourname?"

" My name is Rara, Miss."

" Rara, can I know where you're staying?"

" I'm sorry, Miss. My master doesn't like to have his privacy compromised."

" We're old friends, you should understand."

" I'm sorry, Miss_..." Zahra tried to find an excuse until finally Azzam's cry echoed.

" Rara...! Go quickly!" shout Azzam.

" Yes, Sir. Excuse me, Miss." said Zahra to Merry.

Zahra ran a little after Azzam who was almost in his car. He knows Azzam doesn't like Merry who he thinks is too aggressive.

" She, the road is so good!" gerutu Zahra's.

" Why are you using all the same girl's farewell show?"

" Zahra's current position is an assistant, not Mas Azzam's wife. Zahra has not been able to show her dislike for no apparent reason. Unless Zahra admits to being a wife, I've ripped her face apart."

" Where are you going, Yang? Merry's men seem to be following us."

" Where, huh? Zahra is lazy to be followed like this."

" Look down, Jefri's going to confront them."

Azzam put his car in the car wash. There is already another car that will be used to outwit Merry's men. Azzam just wants to spend time today with his beloved wife.

" Mum, are you sure Merry can't find us?" ask Zahra.

" Of course, honey. He would not be rash in taking action for now. Jefri is in a position to confront them." said Azzam.

" It's usually my job. It's been a long time to stop trying again." murmured Zahra.

" Don't do that again! Mas will not allow Adek to be a member of Tiger White again." exclaimed Azzam.

" Zahra kangen hang out with friends there, Mas." whine Zahra.

" Once no yes no!" Azzam.

Azzam parked his car in front of a luxury hotel. Entering the lobby, he headed to the receptionist to ask for his room key.

" Did you order a room?" whisky Zahra.

" Hmm.." answered Azzam briefly.

After receiving the key, Azzam walked up to the elevator with Zahra trailing behind him. Fortunately, there were only two of them in the elevator, so Zahra immediately struggled spoiled in her husband's arm.

" Why, baby?" lirih Azzam's.

" Don't be so ignorant of Zahra."

" Who's the bitch? You just play the role you make to be your boss and subordinate."

" Kiss...?" whining Zahra.

" Huh... What a spoiled wife is my wife? Or jealous, huh?" goda Azzam's.

The elevator opened and Zahra immediately let go of her embrace. Azzam smiled slightly as he sped his way towards the room unit he had rented.

Arriving in the room, Azzam immediately laid his body on the bed. Zahra sat on the couch tidying the files in her bag.

" Dear, rest up. Let's get the files done."

" A minute, Mas. Just a little, it won't be long."

After completing her work, Zahra also lay down next to her husband who had been sleeping in a dream.

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It has been two weeks, Zahra and Azzam back and forth Jakarta - Bandung to monitor the hotel construction project owned by the Merry family company. They just don't want to respond to Merry's increasingly uncontrollable actions.

" som... Merry rented a house on the outskirts of Bandung a few days ago" Deni said.

" Don't he live in the apartment?" ask Azzam.

They're in the office to discuss some work. Kaivan has not come because Rama whined to be escorted to the Mall to play.

" Kaivan was a long time ago, Den?"

" Say he's still in the Mall with Rama and Zahra."

" That kid's been getting more and more unruly since Kaivan's upbringing."

" It is better if the children live in the village. There are still many children's games that are more educational and healthy. In the city, children rarely play outside the home. The sophistication of technology has changed the way parents teach their children."

" You're right, Den. In the village, Rama more often play in the rice fields or neighboring houses. Never once did I give a cell phone to his toys."

Kaivan arrives with Zahra and Rama. They headed straight for Azzam's room.

" Assalamu'alaikum.." Zahra said.

" Wa'alaikum... How come you just came, Mother?" sahut Azzam's.

" Rama played with Kaivan a long time ago." Zahra grumbled.

" Sorry, Brother. You see, last week Kai had a lot of work until he did not have time to play Rama" said Kaivan.

Rama was sitting comfortably on his father's lap while tinkering - or laptop in front of him just a push - without direction.

" Don't squeeze, honey. Later your work can be erased." said Azzam softly.

" Main, Dad?"

" Rama played the other one, huh? In the room Om Kai many toys Rama." persuaded Kaivan.

" Want to be with Dad" whined Rama.

" Same Mother first for a while, later I will follow." Rayu Azzam.

" Come, honey. I want to work for a while." this time Zahra persuaded him.

" Yes, Mother."

Zahra carried her son to Kaivan's room. Kaivan does keep a lot of toys in his study because during Zahra and Azzam to Bandung, Rama more often come to the office.

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" Well, Den?" ask Azzam.

" Bima has not informed the development in Singapore. But it looks like Merry has started to show the action" Deni said.

" Why don't you try to approach Merry?" advice Kaivan.

" You're gonna kill me before the war's over?" groused Azzam.

" Why...? What's wrong?" kayvan asked not understanding.

Azzam recounts how Zahra's murderous gaze saw Merry embrace his arm. The jealousy that Azzam had never seen from his wife during their marriage, now appears and according to Azzam is very scary. Azzam was afraid of the soul killing Zahra while being a member of the White Tiger out and out of control.

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TB

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