Happiness Does Not Have to be Rich
Togetherness ( ENDING )

Two weeks passed, now Azzam and Zahra had returned to the house in the village. The fresh air made Zahra's mood improve. All the families from Jakarta also come because they want to see Zahra's residence in the village.

" Dear, why cook anyway? There is Mama and Miss Marni who take care of it, you just rest." said Azzam softly.

" Zahra is bored, Mas. Rama was engrossed in playing himself with his friends." Zahra murmured.

" That's Rayyan up ahead, she brought you something."

" really? What did Bang Rayyan bring?"

" Look at it for yourself, you'll like it."

Zahra slightly ran into the living room to see something Rayyan had brought for her. But up there, Zahra found nothing Rayyan had brought. He only saw Rayyan with a beautiful woman in the hijab.

Wait...! Rayyan brought a woman? What does all this mean? Zahra stared at the woman intensely.

" Hey... You tambet?" Rayyan scattered Zahra's daydream.

" Huh...! Uh, this... This who?"

" Why surprised, dear? He is Rayyan's future fiancee." said Azzam with a smile.

" Fiancee candidate?"

" Yes, meet my future wife... Zivana." said Rayyan.

Zahra looked at the beautiful girl before her with a look of disbelief. As Zivana extended her hand, Zahra hugged her tightly.

" You're so pretty...!" puji Zahra's.

" Thank you." Zivana smiled slightly.

" You're actually Bang Ray's wife-to-be? It's lucky he got a beautiful angel like you."

" hey... You think I'm not selling?" sumpul Rayyan's.

Zahra invites Zivana to chat upstairs leaving Rayyan and Azzam looking at her confused.

" Ray, have they known each other before?" ask Azzam.

" Where do I know, I only knew two months ago" replied Rayyan.

" There's no way they're Bima's men, right?"

" No. u...! Ziva is a gentle and sholeh girl."

" We'll see."

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After Ashar, Azzam went to the rice fields to check the plants he had long left behind. Now it was harvesting chili, so the workers were in the fields picking chili.

" Assalamu'alaikum." Azzam said to Agus and Cahyo who were sorting chili and weighing it.

" Wa'alaikumsalam, uh there's Mas Azzam. It has not been to the rice field for a long time." said Agus and embraced by Cahyo.

" A lot of work in Jakarta, Gus. You two have also been able to handle all the work in the fields."

" This is also thanks to Mas Azzam who taught us the science of growing crops properly" said Cahyo.

" Sir Zahra didn't come here, did she?" ask Agus.

" Maybe soon, because his friends haven't come."

Azzam came down to the rice fields to pick the red chili. The feeling was very peaceful when he saw the plants in his rice field growing very fertile. If you can choose, Azzam prefers to work in a field like this even though his body is stung by the sun every day rather than sitting in an AC room with a laptop and paper in front of him.

Azzam smiled a little when he remembered the first time he went down to the rice field with his wife. At first he felt awkward because his body must have been dirty with soil. But thanks to the patience of Zahra who always gave a great spirit, Azzam finally got used even now he can pay some workers to help in his rice field.

" Well, Azzam...!" shout Zahra.

" Athaghfirullah, Deck... Why yell anyway? This is the distance we are close" said Azzam.

" Eventually everyone has shouted from earlier call Mas but not horrified." Zahra pursed her lips.

" I'm sorry, I was too focused on the chili."

" excuse! Say a daydream."

Zahra struggled on Azzam's arm while walking on uneven ground for fear of slipping. If only he was alone, maybe something like this wouldn't matter. But because there is a life in his womb that he must take care of, he is always careful in every step.

" Why come down to the fields, baby? You just wait in the barn, there's Agus and Cahyo there."

" Zahra wants to join Mas picking chili, after all look there are free workers who help." Zahra pointed behind Azzam.

" That's Bima, Jefri, Kaivan and Deni? Rayyan didn't come?"

" Want him to go to the hospital again?"

" Oh yes, I forgot. Uh, that's Rayyan's future wife?"

" Yes, we used to train together at Tiger White's basecamp, but never on missions together."

" but... You seem to not know him?"

" Yes, he didn't wear a hijab and dressed in a tomboy with long hair."

Azzam embraced his wife's shoulder and gently peeked at her cubby-looking cheek from the time she was pregnant. Azzam very indulgent wife even impressed possessive.

" Well...! Shame on many people." - Zahra.

" Do I care? No, sweetie... I will show the world how much I love you." said Azzam softly.

Azzam showed how precious his wife was. Hugging it from behind lovingly witnessed by thousands and even millions of chili peppers around him without caring about the gaze of the workers and also his friends.

" I'm happy to be with you, baby. Hopefully we can be like until the end of our lives." said Azzam Lirih.

" Even without wealth?" sahut Zahra's.

" Whether or not there is wealth will not affect my love for you. As you often say, 'HAPPY DOESN'T HAVE TO BE RICH'." said Azzam.

" It's still the same expression!"

" Of course, because our love begins with simplicity. There's no wealth when we start a love affair in that sacred bond, baby."

Zahra widened her smile as she looked at the shady face of her husband who had now let go of his embrace and stood facing each other.

" I am grateful to have a husband who never boasted of his wealth. I am happy to live a simple life with you even though now we have to bear a heavy burden in the afterlife because it was given a test with abundant wealth" said Zahra.

" Make a promise to manage God's care as best as possible, dear. We can share with people in need, you just pray enough that our family will not fall apart with the treasure itself" said Azzam softly.

Zahra hugged her husband's body tightly without hesitation. The envious look of his friends was ignored. For him, expressing love and affection towards halal partners does not harm anyone as long as it is still within reasonable limits.

" Woiii... Mulu's dating...! Workings... Work...!" shouted Kaivan.

" You think Indian movies, making out in the middle of the fields." - Jefri.

" Mad in the room, not downstairs!" pekik Bima's.

" Noisy...! Hence marriage let me know what it feels like to embrace a halal lover...!" sahut Azzam's.

" Mang - mentang already have a wife, show off...!" deni Ogat.

Zahra smothered Azzam's mouth when he wanted to return the screams of his friends. Zahra was ashamed of the neighbors who were currently working in her paddy fields.

" Well... Don't respond to their rant!" lirih Zahra's.

" Oh yeah, we'll just go home."

Azzam raised his wife's body in a bridal style that made everyone scream mocking their romance. Even so, they are very happy to see the harmony of the halal couple. They can only pray that later they can also get a female soul mate like Azzam's wife, Adinda Azzahra.

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Thanks for the support in this novel, hopefully entertain the reader🙏

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