Micheal Emerson's Choice
Episode 62

As usual, Zenwa woke up in the third of the night to perform tahajud prayers, he groaned softly while writhing lazily.

"Astagfirullah, I fell asleep in the car.." murmured Zenwa as he looked around his room, he looked down and found his clothes still unchanged, but the veil and shoes had been removed. Zenwa turned her head, looking at her husband who was still lulled in the dreamland.

Under the dim light of the sleeping lights, Zenwa enjoyed the good looks of her husband, who somehow did not fade even as he slept like this. A smile was imprinted on Zenwa's lips, whether it was grace or not to have Michael as her husband, but she began to feel comfortable with the man beside her.

"I'm very handsome, huh?" Zenwa's pupils widened upon hearing Micheal's words while Micheal was still closing his eyes. Zenwa instantly turned his gaze to the wall clock.

"It's time to pray" Zenwa said as he crawled down from the bed.

"Hem, I'm still sleepy," whined Micheal, he turned around, pulled a roll and hugged him. "I want a night of prayer, just once" he continued, which made Zenwa chuckle.

"God never takes the day off to listen to His servant's do'a in a third of the night, when God does not need our do'a" Zenwa said, making Michael smile faintly. He sat up, stretched lazily, and yawned.

"Alright, Honey. You're right too!"

.........

"So, are you really going to Jakarta?" Umm Zainab asked the iron. They accidentally met at the market, and Mommy Firda also told her plan to go to Jakarta to support her son and daughter-in-law.

"Yes, Mother. Maybe next week, will you come?" Ask Firda.

"Yes, of course I want to come, Ning Firda. I have also missed Zenwa very much" replied Umm Zainab enthusiastically. "Oh yeah, Ning Firda wants to buy what? To whose market?"

"I'm the same bang Gabriel, Ma'am. He wants meat soup he said while the meat supply at home was running out. But now people are even busy looking for meat pentols," said Mommy Firda who made the iron laugh amusedly.

"So remember Micheal, I used to tell him to shop with Zenwa, the money wasn't enough because they both never went to the market, and Micheal also bought meat pentols" he said."

"Darling..." Mommy Firda turned her head when she heard the husband's bass. "This centol is not good, who sells others," said Daddy Gabriel as he was beside his wife.

"Not good how? Try the..." Daddy Gabriel was feeding his wife. "It's good, what's bad?" Ask.

"It's less good, it's better for my pentol subscription" he replied.

"Yes, maybe now your subscription is again an obstacle," replied Mommy Firda, while Ummi Zainab could only watch the conversation of the couple while smiling amusedly, and he felt that Michael's attitude had declined from his father's.

.........

"I want to be a donor at that kindergarten school, and I want to, you don't have to ask them for a salary, how?" Micheal asked after he told him about Kindergarten Arsyad school which does not charge any fees from its students.

"All right, it doesn't matter. After all my husband is rich, can support me," Zenwa's tease that made Micheal chuckle.

"But I want to use a hidden identity. I don't want anyone to know that I'm a donor at the Kindergarten" Micheal said.

"Why?" ask Zenwa astonished.

"Because, once upon a time, Daddy became the biggest donor in one of the hospitals, then one of Daddy's enemies actually chased after the owner of the hospital because there was a transaction between him and Gabriel Emerson, it's a good thing that Om Billy and Om Gio managed to save that guy."

"That name is very dangerous, huh? Shouldn't my father-in-law change his last name?"

"I once offered the same thing, but it would be useless, because the name of the enemy, would definitely find out all the way to the roots."

Tbc...