
"Mom, where?"
"Don't say hello, instead ask me where, what's wrong?" Micheal scoffed at Mommy's reprimand from across the phone.
Because of what he said accidentally to Zenwa, now he must account for it by inviting his mommy to dinner together, so that he is not caught lying by Zenwa.
"Sorry, Mom. This is important, I had Zenwa dinner with me, but I said Mommy who ngajak to welcome Zenwa," he said lethargic.
"Mom doesn't want to, Mickey. But tonight can't, tomorrow night will."
"Yeah, why is that, Mom? That Mommy-in-law came to Jakarta as my wife, cook no welcome at all? Later Zenwa is sad, in case the daughter-in-law is not expected." his whining which of course makes his mother sigh heavily.
"Let Mom talk to Zenwa" said Mommy Angeline then she disconnected her phone connection that made Michael gawk. Especially when she tried to contact him, her Mommy phone was busy.
.........
Zenwa who was currently enjoying the afternoon breeze in her yard was shocked by the ringing of her mobile phone that was nearby.
"Mommy Angel.." murmured Zenwa then he immediately answered his mother-in-law's call.
"Assalamualaikum, Mommy," he said kindly.
"Greetings, Zenwa. Hows it? Are you home yet?" Asked his mother-in-law who made Zenwa chuckle, because he had not lived there for a day so he could not determine whether he was at home or not.
"Alhamdulillah, In Shaa Allah is at home, Mom," he replied later to please his mother-in-law.
"Thank God, honey. Oh yeah, sorry yeah, tonight Mom can't have dinner together, maybe tomorrow night, you're both just the same Micheal, huh?"
"Oh, yes. It's okay, Mom. But why not be? It wasn't Mommy's dinner, was it?"
"The boy lied, I haven't had time to talk to him today because Mom is so busy." Zenwa was certainly very surprised and confused to hear his mother-in-law's answer.
"meaning?" Zenwa asked to be sure.
"Micheal wants to take you to dinner, but somehow she carries Mom's name, maybe she's embarrassed or afraid you're rejecting her" replied Mom Angeline who made Zenwa smile thinly while nodding her head.
"Alright, Mom. It's okay, I don't mind" he said.
...
After the Isya prayer together, Zenwa and Micheal are both preparing for their dinner.
Zenwa wears a yellow dress with a matching color hijab, and as usual, her makeup always looks natural and not at all striking.
"You like yellow, don't you?" Micheal asked as he saw most of the colors of Zenwa clothes were yellow.
"Yes, I like bright colors" Zenwa replied as she put on her shoes.
"Hem," murmured Micheal, because in fact he also likes every time Zenwa wears a yellow shirt, making Zenwa look more beautiful.
"Have you?" Asked Micheal then and Zenwa nodded, he pulled his bag on the bed, put his phone in and followed Micheal who walked out.
In the car, both of them were silent, making the atmosphere feel lonely and silent. Zenwa himself did not know what to say, moreover he already knew Micheal's lie about this dinner.
"Emm, do you really want to be a teacher?" Asked Micheal who was trying to melt the atmosphere.
"Yes" replied Zenwa briefly.
"What teacher do you want to be? Let me find you a school later,"
"I want to teach Kindergarten only," replied Zenwa who made Michael gawk.
"Not everyone is a teacher for money, I just love interacting with kids, teaching them reading, teaching them, I love their innocence" she said, nodding in understanding.
"After all, isn't my husband rich? Why should I think about salary?" He wanted to tease Micheal, and of course it made Micheal laugh.
"Well, I'll help you find a kindergarten that needs teachers" Micheal said later.
"No need, I've got it, this..." Zenwa took out his phone and showed me a kindergarten school website, "I've been monitoring this school for a few days, I love this school because of its religious education in priority" he said.
"Who is the owner?" Micheal asked as he glanced at his wife's phone screen.
"Arsyad Ibrahim," Zenwa replied, and once again Michael nodded in understanding, "But even that is if you let me chase there." he continued, but he looked at Michael expectantly.
"Of course I don't care, I'm happy because being a teacher is a noble job."
"Thank you" Zenwa said, and Michael simply replied with a smile.
Now they have arrived at a restaurant, Micheal parked his car and he and Zenwa entered together.
The two sat at a table by the window, and a waiter came to bring them a menu book.
"What do you want, Zenwa?" Michael asked while reading the menu.
"Em, honey-baked shrimp," Zenwa replied.
"A good choice, what?" Ask Micheal.
"Em, wait, that's not what he is." said Zenwa later when his gaze caught the figure of the man he recognized and it made Micheal look up immediately.
"He who?" Ask.
"Arshad Abraham..."
"Huh?"
Tbc...
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