Guide Me My Wife
Flashback (Flashback)

Saras is now in the kitchen making milk for Zahra. Her tears were unceasingly falling due to the departure of her beloved husband and also the pressure from her husband's family.

"Mother, milk." Saras smiled sweetly looking at her beautiful little princess just like her. He gave Zahra a glass of warm milk.

"After this, Zahra went to sleep well." The little princess nodded while still drinking Saras' milk.

Saras walks to his room to retrieve a letter left by Nonik.

There is a contract letter written to be a female sexual worker. Just waiting for the signature of Saras or Zahra.

There are two choices. First, when Zahra is 12 years old. Zahra must soon get an education to be a night woman. And it will work until 750 million is raised. The rate given to Zahra is 500 thousand per night.

Second, if you want Zahra to be safe. Saras is the one who should be his successor. Saras must be willing to be a female sexual worker until 750 million dollars are collected. The rate given is 150 thousand per night.

How savage!

Saras wept for his unfortunate fate. Her husband had just left her, now he had to bear the moral and inner burden.

"There's no way I gave Zahra to them. Zahra is my heart, Zahra is my life."

"Yes Allah.... Hiks.."

"Mother" Zahra came running and hugged Saras.

"Adek wants a hug. The bobbing's in the hug, yeah."

Saras nodded then placed the contract letter on the table. He also lured his sweet son. Only his daughter is the family and heart of his life.

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The day has changed night. After praying Isya, Saras again saw the contents of the contract letter. What's he supposed to do? He glanced at Zahra who was already sound asleep.

He also took a picture in the drawer. Wedding photo with beloved husband.

"What am I supposed to do, mas?" Saras could not help but hold back his tears. What a confusing destiny.

There's no other choice. She wanted to find work, but her husband's family immediately threatened that they would take Zahra forcibly from Saras. He was also confused about such a situation.

"If I work as a prostitute, then when will that debt pay off? The price is only 150 thousand. While the debt must be paid 750 million."

Saras frustration. Even all night he didn't sleep and just cried, hoping it would pass.

Flashback Off

Saras took a deep breath and then looked ahead. Let this pass properly. Everything he has received, the problem of his son's happiness. He can definitely get a halal sustenance later.

Back to Zahra who is now in the kitchen and eating. He ate poorly because he thought about his mother and his job.

Various insults and also abusive treatment and abuse he has received. Like salt that he had swallowed round and round, everything he was used to dealing with.

"I have to find a job that is expensive. I promise, I'll have the money later. I'm gonna make mom quit that job. I promise."

Well, Zahra doesn't even know what the reason her mother became a call woman is. For all he knew, his mother loved money and luxury. That's why his mother was looking for a job that made a lot of money, but it was illegal.

After she finished eating, Zahra returned to her room. He wants to rest, his stomach feels cramped because he is menstruating.

"Tomorrow I'll find a job. O Allah, help the servant. Strengthen the servant. Open the door of our sustenance. Aamiin's."

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The night had changed to morning. After cleaning up and making breakfast, Zahra was sitting at the table waiting for her mother.

"Good morning dear," said Saras walking up to his daughter.

"For mom. Let's eat" said Zahra, peeking at his beloved mother.

There were tired strokes on Saras's face. Zahra could only stare at her mother's wistfulness, there was even an inert wound around her mother's cheek.

"Mother, today Zahra will be looking for work. If later Zahra gets a job that pays a lot, Zahra begs me to stop working in the abominable place" said Zahra in between meals.

"But...."

"There's no buts-button Ma'am. Zahra wants you to stop, Zahra promises to meet all your needs. Zahra promised" said Zahra, trying to convince her mother.

"Hmmm, okay." Saras can only give up. He doesn't want to talk much, he'll just follow the flow.

"Zahra is ready for breakfast, Zahra wants to find work first well, Assalamu'alaikum." Zahra once again kissed her mother's cheek and left Saras who was still at the table.

"Wa'alaikumusalam warohmatullahi wabarakatuh."

"May you be happy."

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