Happiness Does Not Have to be Rich
Punishment for the loser

Azzam parked his car in the yard and threw his keys at the guards to take him to the garage.

" Don't go in!" prevent Zahra.

" Why, Dek? Come on in, you rest there." said Azzam.

" But Zahra wants to eat egg crust," whined Zahra.

" Are there still people selling food like that?"

" Any Zahra wants that! Find it now, don't go home if you can't."

Azzam let out a long sigh to make him more patient to face his pregnant wife. Because he wanted to hurry, Azzam pulled Kaivan's arm that was about to enter the house.

" You're coming with me! Borrow the guard motor just so it's fast" Azzam said flatly.

" Well... How am I supposed to look for him anyway?" Kaivan protest.

" Silence...! You want your sister-in-law on a hunger strike?"

Azzam remembered how Zahra had behaved while pregnant with Rama. At that time the time was approaching Maghrib, Zahra asked to buy rice fields near the campus first. Azzam who did not want to make his wife disappointed, he went straight to the city to find food at the request of his favorite woman although it had to end in failure because the restaurant was closed and Zahra was angry for several days.

" She, we're going to the tourist attractions. Usually many still sell traditional food." said Kaivan.

" It's up to you, the important thing is to get Zahra's order." said Azzam.

After nearly two hours of searching, Azzam and Kaivan were finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. They sat on the porch of the house before approaching Zahra who was in his room.

" You guys are home?" Zahra screamed in surprise to her husband and sister-in-law.

" Astaghfirullah...!" cry Kaivan.

" Don't yell, Deck! That's the food that I've been looking for, eat there first." said Azzam slowly.

" Thank you, Dad." exclaimed Zahra happily.

" Kaivan's coming along too, brother!" Kaivan protest.

" Yes, thank you my most handsome brother."

Zahra took her food with a carefree smile. But his steps stopped as he remembered something.

" Oh yeah, you two better get some rest. Later Ashar awaited Papa on the porch pavilion." said Zahra as he breezed into the house.

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Azzam and Kaivan set foot into the pavilion through the side door of the kitchen. Zahra was smiling happily with the parents of Azzam.

" Dear, how was Mas left?" murmur Azzam.

" She had a very comfortable sleep, so Zahra did not want to disturb." said Zahra softly.

Azzam sat on the floor with his head laid on his wife's lap spoiled. I don't know why he was so restless when he was away from Zahra.

" Hm... I'm going back to Jogja tomorrow, okay?" azzam Pinta.

" Why hunt? Zahra cannot be exhausted" said Papa Zaid.

" Pity Rayyan alone, Pa. Here is Kaivan taking care of all the work."

" Okay, but Rama will stay here."

" lt... Do not separate Zahra from Rama, "pinta Zahra.

" Yes, Pa... Don't ask for something we can't do." added Azzam.

Mama Rahma did not have the heart to see the look on her son and daughter-in-law. He knew very well what it was like to be away from his son just now.

" Don't impose your will, Pa. The best babysitter is her real parents." said Mama Rahma.

" Mama's right, Pa. Tell Kaivan to get married quickly so that Papa and Mama will soon have another grandchild who will live in this house" said Azzam.

" Why am I, Mas? I have no intention of getting married!" grunt Kaivan.

" Already...! You were told not to come here for a storm, but to undergo the challenge we agreed to earlier." said Papa Zaid.

Azzam and Kaivan looked at each other with a beautiful facial expression. Imagine that they are tired first.

" Truly ten rounds, Pa?" lirih Kaivan's.

" Yes, you carried your mother five times. Later replace with Azzam five times next" said Papa Zaid.

" The spirit of my husband, my handsome brother-in-law." exclaimed Zahra.

Not only Zahra and Rama, there also had gathered all the servants who gave spirit to Azzam and Kaivan.

" So, Mas. Easy - hopefully we are still given a long life." said Kaivan.

" Dear, hug dong first." whine Azzam.

" When it's done!" sahut Zahra with a smile.

Seeing the look on Azzam's face, Zahra felt unbearable. He gave a kiss on the forehead and two cheeks of the husband gently.

" Spirit, my dear." whispered Zahra.

" Thank you, my wife. This is all for the sake of our son." said Azzam smiling.

" Hurry! You guys are mostly drama." exclaimed Mama Rahma.

Azzam and Kaivan were ready to bend their bodies in front of their parents. With a long sigh, the two of them prepared to go around the main house.

" Are you sure you're strong carrying Mama, Kai?" ask Mama Rahma.

" Strong, Ma. This Kaivan has been a lot of sports, so Mama does not need to worry." replied Kaivan steady.

Azzam regulated his breathing before lifting up his father's body. Although their weight is almost the same, but Azzam was able to hold his father. The experience of working in the rice fields several years turned out to make his body stronger without realizing it.

" Father hold strong, will fall" said Azzam.

" You underestimated me, boy?" sahut papa Zaid's.

Zahra began counting down as a sign that the game was about to begin. Rama looks excited to see his father holding his grandfather.

" Father's spirit, Om Kai...!" shouted Rama.

Just two rounds Kaivan was already gasping for breath. His breathing was hunting irregularly, his heart was beating faster. Unlike Azzam who can still smile at his wife.

In the fifth round, Kaivan fell to the ground after lowering his mother from his back. His breathing seemed to have stopped as he almost closed his eyes.

" Hey... This is half the game!" exclaim Papa Zaid.

" Kai is not strong, Pa. Papa can give you another punishment," whined Kaivan.

" Oh, Pa. Pity them," persuaded Mama Rahma.

Azzam leaned against his wife's lap spoiled. Although his strength is still stable, but he also hopes that the father will stop working on it. Azzam just could not bear with Kaivan who had run out of energy.

" Therefore, often exercise, do not sleep most when off." ledek Papa Zaid.

" Ma_.." whine Kaivan.

" Mama's son was spoiled." ledek Bima who stood behind the servants.

Not only Bima, there is Deni and also Jefri. No matter what they did, everyone gathered at the Al Farizy residence.

" Is... Guests are not invited!" hiss Kaivan.

" You guys take my order?" ask Zahra.

" Yes.." answered the three compactly.

Zahra asked her three friends to come with the food she wanted. Bima brought grilled chicken, Jefri brought martabak eggs, then Deni brought young coconut ice.

" Thank you, I hope you can be a mate soon." exclaimed Zahra.

" Are you really craving or greedy?" jefri Cibir.

" wait...! You know Zahra's pregnant?" ask Azzam.

" Know. Yesterday he asked to be sent food because of cravings" Deni said.

" Since when?"

" Two days ago."

" Two days? Deck_...?" Azzam stared intently at his wife.

" I'm sorry, it's Papa's request." said Zahra.

" so... Everyone lied to us?" shouted Kaivan.

Papa Zaid and his wife ran into the house when they saw Kaivan. They did not want to hear the screams of his son.

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