Azizah, Wife Taste Savings
Suddenly Lost News

"Hello Choky, I need Loe's help"

Axel talks to someone named Choky across the phone.

"...."

"Gue sent the details by email. I'm waiting for 1x24 hours"

"...."

"Remember, Loe won't be as disappointed as the pay. The result is according to my wishes"

"...."

"Hmn, Thanks"

Axel turned off his phone, his mind back on what happened this afternoon.

Axel folded his hands into the pedestal of his head. The man was lying on a king-size bed in his luxurious but very masculine room.

All his grandfather's words kept ringing in his brain.

Azizah donated the kidney to her Mommy?

Well, Tamara did have kidney failure 1 year ago, Unfortunately Axel's kidneys are not good enough to donate, so Grandpa Adhitama tried hard to find a donor with fantastic rewards, 5 Billion rupiah for anyone willing to donate his kidney.

Until suddenly, what Axel and Tamara knew, Alexa was the one who donated a kidney to her Mommy without wanting to receive the reward. Why is it Azizah now???

Axel did not just believe, but all medical evidence states that his lover was the donor.

"****!" Umbat Axel. He was really confused. He was looking forward to news from Choky.

Although his confidants are like market thugs, but for the problem of digging information, Choky is very reliable.

"What about the great-grandson? ****! I forgot to ask about it, Grandpa. I'll think about that later. What matters is I solve the donor problem first"

Axel breathed a tired breath, He was about to close his eyes, but suddenly came across the shadow of Azizah who suddenly lost news.

Axel got up from his bed, sat down and grabbed his goal from the nightstand,

Her beautiful fingers danced on the screen looking for a single name.

'Azizah's'

Either get Inspiration from where, He squeezed the icon 'call'.

"Damn it, why would I call him"

Even so the handsome man still put his gawai in the ear, without waiting for a long time the inactive tone of the soft-spoken operator sounded in his ears, without waiting for a long time,

'Sorry, the number you're going to is off, try a few more moments'

Axel was suddenly struck by a sense of annoyance. He then opened the WhatsApp application, and still the same, Azizah even last opened the green application more than a week ago.

"This woman really sucks. Why did you suddenly lose your news?"

Grouser Axel. But still his arrogance made him seem unconcerned.

"He thinks I care? Even good, there's nothing noisy anymore"

Axel laid down his body, continuing his intention to sleep.

Because honestly lately he's been very tired.

****

Ngiuuung...

The sound of the final shift sign bell that looks more like an ambulance siren sounds loud in all garment factory buildings that fall into the category of the largest factory in this area.

"Alhamdulillah, finally the clock came home too" said Azizah who was quite exhausted today.

He happened to be placed in the finishing part, precisely in the folding part, so today it is quite draining because this factory has a high production target every day, so there were more or less thousands of clothes that he had to work on.

Moreover, the clothing produced here is a special export product manufacturer, therefore in all matters concerning quality can not be messy or will fall into the rejected category.

Fortunately, his colleagues were very kind and friendly. Azizah was a little scared because Garment was famous for its ferocious seniority.

Thank God, all that is not natural, all of his partners are very cooperative and informative. After all Azizah had worked in a garment even though not for long, because she had to follow her mother working at the Djaja family home.

Ahhe... Don't remind Azizah of that family. Even hearing his name somehow made him nauseous. Except about Adhitama's grandfather.

"Ooh yeah forget it, go home from work later I want to call Grandpa, want to ask him the news"

Azizah also cleaned up her work equipment and prepared to go home after her colleagues who had walked out first.

"Hey.... You're the new kid, right?"

Said a beautiful little girl, chubby cheeks, Azizah who was an anxious woman to see her.

"It's right deck..."

"Dad??"

Asked the girl while scrunched her forehead.

Azizah smiled and said,

"Yes you are so cute because you deserve to be called adek hehehe"

"Hahaha, I'm old, I'm 21"

"21 years old young dong... Different 3 years with me, I'm 24"

Azizah said with a friendly smile.

"Oohs... Yes, I've called you that"

"Come, oh, what's your name?"

"Nayla, my name is nayla mba"

"His name is pretty rich man, hihi... I'm Azizah"

"Oh mba Azizah, I call mba zizah aja yes, Azizah extension"

"Hehehe can do it"

"Yes, let's go home"

"OK. happens to be Aunt I said overtime so I don't have to wait for him"

"Yes.. Her aunt Zizah is Miss Ani, right?"

"He'eum, how do you know"

"I'm the QC part mba. Bu Ani asked me to nyamperin sampaan, because my house is Deket same house Bu Ani"

"Oh yeah? Where's?"

"Different 1 alley with Bu Ani, mba Zizah lives with Bu Ani huh?"

"Yeah... The intention is not to contract alone so as not to take nicotine, but Bibi does not ngizinin"

"Yes, you're right Nay"

As they were engrossed in conversation, they had unknowingly reached the factory gate. Because their house was not too far from the factory, Nayla and Azizah decided to walk away.

Just look around the goods when there are snacks that can be bought.

Until the sound of someone from a distance calling Azizah, made the woman stop her steps.

"Why mba?"

Tanya Nayla who saw Azizah suddenly stopped.

"Someone called me like me"

Azizah said while looking back.

"Then anyway? But I didn't hear you?"

"Did I hear you wrong?"

"It could be, anyways in this area whose name is Azizah a lot, maybe not the mbak called"

"Hihihi, it could be Nay..."

Azizah giggled at Nayla's words which she thought were funny, but true as well.

As Azizah continued her journey, suddenly...

"Aczech...."

This time not only Azizah turned her head, Nayla also turned her head...

"Astaghfirullah's.... Abimana?"

Azizah was surprised not to play, seeing Abimana now in front of him using his Vespa motorbike which sounded like a blanket complete with his butut helmet as well.

"I've been calling you, you've been going on"

"Yes Allah... I'm sorry I heard but I didn't see Samean"

"Yes, I changed vehicles, cars that yesterday were office inventory"

"Oh that..."

"Who's mba? Mba familiar?"

"Oh yes Nay, sorry... Recognize this Mas Abimana, yesterday We just met when I nolonginnya niece"

Azizah said honestly. While Nayla only has 'oh' ria.

"Oh yes Mas this is my coworker at the Factory, his name is Nayla"

"Hello, I am Abimana Dharmawangsa"

"Where is Dharmawangsa?"

Nayla was a little surprised, as the name was really famous for the natives of this area. Successful and wealthy young entrepreneurs, who own IT companies and large properties not only in Surabaya but almost all major cities in Indonesia. And again after looking at Abimana's face....

"Sir..."

Just about to open his mouth Abimana rolled her eyes quickly at Nayla, giving the code not to say who she really is. Seeing Abimana, Nayla immediately understood.

Azizah is new to this area, so clearly He does not know Abimana. After all, the hijab woman also does not follow the trends of the business world and other social media. She focuses on selling food to support herself and also visiting her grandfather and her husband, which is a prospective ex-husband.

'Ohh, Mr. Abimana has a crush on Mba Azizah anyway, wow really cool mba Azizah this, until Mr. Abiman nyamar like this hihihi' inner Nayla.

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"Mmm Nayla, can I borrow the Certificate? My niece wants to see him"

Abimana asked with a gentle smile, making Nayla spontaneously nod. Crazy one! So handsome!

Bathin Nayla screaming.

"Boleh dong, let alone dipinjem, want to be married also I agree sir"

"Naibel...."

"Heheheheh mbaa..."

Nayla lowered her eyebrows at Abimana, making the man chuckle.

Azizah was not feeling well.

'Nayla this is really well...' Azizah.

"It's okay, life doesn't have to be serious, does Nayla?"

"Rubber..."

"Yes already, so the Azizahnya I brought yes... You okay going home by yourself? Or want me..."

"Get it, sir, go down the road... I can go home by myself, not far from home"

Cut Nayla fast. He did not want to interfere with Abimana's plans.

"Okay, thanks to Nayla... Ayok Azizah, Tasya is waiting at home"

"Mmmm, okay Mas Abi. But I have to ngabarin my Aunt first, afraid of nyariin later"

Abimana smiled and nodded.

Azizah also typed in a short message and sent it to Aunt Ani.

"Nay, are you really okay alone?"

Azizah asked Nayla. Now he turns around unkindly to Nayla. Nayla has been kind enough to accompany him home even now Azizah who left him.

"It's okay, it's common mba. already there kasian pak Abimana nungguin"

" Yes, let's go first... Assalamualaikum "

"Girishal"

Azizah also hugged a motorcycle driven by Abimana. Before long, they drove to the house where Tasya was.

"Be careful mbak..."

Nayla waved her hand, replied instead by Azizah...

"Crazy.... Mba Azizah is different, so an Abimana Dharmawangsa can have a crush! I could be so, huh? Wkwkwk... Don't dream of naylaaa!!! Wake up!!!"

Nayla also shook her own head and then continued her steps to go home.

Seriate

Ariston ... You will be a descendant of Nyesel 7 if you do not immediately repent. Remember sometimes a wife who you don't think is special, even looks attractive and beautiful in the eyes of other men!!!

I support Abimana! Yea....

Eh but about Abhimana still want to be the same Azizah if you know Azizah is two?? 🥺🥺🥺