Honey For Amira
Zia's Trap

The current time has already shown four in the morning. Soon the voice of dawn reverberates.

Amira was still staring up at the ceiling of the room. Amira was waiting for her husband to come home.

"Mas Farhan where ya. Had he gone to the hospital, taken his grandfather Zia," Amira said in her solitude.

"If Mas Farhan goes to the hospital, hold me tomorrow how dong. I want the same who goes for control." Amira looked sad.

Since her husband left, Amira can no longer sleep. She waited for her husband to come home. Because Farhan said, he wanted to go for a while. It wasn't until four in the morning that he didn't come home.

Amira had no idea what her husband was doing with the woman. Amira thought, Zia's grandfather is really sick and now Farhan has delivered Zia and her grandfather to the hospital.

Amira shed her tears. To take the eaves above the nightstand he could not, because his neck still hurts to be gerakin. And also his shoulders. Amira could only cry sadly. She couldn't call her husband because of his current circumstances.

Laila was troubled by her mother's cries. Laila suddenly blinked her eyes and woke up. He then looked at Amira.

"Umi, umi cry?" ask Laila.

Amira looked at Laila and immediately wiped her tears.

"It's okay, "Amira replied.

Laila shuffled to sit. He then looked at the wall clock. The current time is 04:10.

"Udah at four. Abi hasn't come home yet Mi?" ask Laila.

"Not yet La" replied Amira briefly.

"Where the hell is it? and what time did Abi leave?"

"Let's go at half an hour."

"But he said Abi was only a moment. It's almost dawn."

"Mommy doesn't know either. Maybe Abi's going to the hospital again."

"You take Abi's gini nights to the hospital. Does anyone hurt Mi?" ask Laila.

"So Abi asked permission to go to his wife's house. He said Mr. Ramli Zia's grandfather had a muntaber last night. And Abi you want to help Zia take Mr. Ramli to the hospital" Amira explained.

"Oh. Abi went on a motorcycle, Mi."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Umi why don't you sleep again. What if tomorrow is sleepy. Umi wants control of the hospital."

"Umi can't sleep" said Amira as she wiped the remains of her tears.

"Why? Umi thought Abi yes. Umi calm down. Laila's gonna call Abi. If Abi doesn't want to go home, then Laila Samperin Abi will go to Zia's house."

"Thank you La."

"Yes. But Umi's sleeping."

"Yes La. Umi's going to sleep."

Laila rubbed Amira's cheeks which were still wet from her tears. Amira tries to close her eyes. He wants to sleep even for a while.

After Amira went to sleep, Laila lifted the blanket and covered her mother's body with it.

After Amira is sound, Laila picks up Amira's phone on the nightstand.

"I'll call Abi, who knows. If not, I'll call you tomorrow."

Laila then tried to call her father.

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Ring ring ring...

Farhan's cell phone rang. Farhan and Zia were currently still under the same blanket, in a state of plain naked body.

Zia blinked her eyes when she heard Farhan's cell phone ringing.

"Ih, who's calling. Disturb people," Zia grumbled as she picked up Farhan's phone on the table.

"Huh, Miss Amira. Wanna say he called. It's Matiin," Zia's grumble again who doesn't like Amira bothers her. Zia didn't know that the one who called was Laila with her mother's phone.

Zia then turns off the call from Laila. After that, Zia deactivated Farhan's phone. She then lay back and hugged her husband's body.

"Why yes, I want to have children. If I were pregnant, Mas Farhan would love me more than Amira. I have to be able to get pregnant, I have to make sure Mas Farhan sleeps together and continues like this" Zia said as she tightened her arms.

Zia who was still sleepy, tried to close her eyes again.

"Allahuakbar Allahuakbar..."

The voice of the azan from the mushola is heard. Farhan blinked his eyes when he heard the sound of the azan in the mushola.

Farhan put away Zia's hand that had been still coiling in her stomach.

"Mas, where are you going? it's still dawn" said Zia.

"I'm gonna take a shower. Today is Amira's schedule of control to the hospital. So I have to hurry home. Surely Amira again waiting for me," said Farhan.

"Ih. Mas. He will return home later. What time control. It's still dawn."

Zia smiled.

"Yes deh. I'm going to go to the bathroom."

Farhan and Zia then took the towel. They put on their towels and stepped into the bathroom.

After the bath, Farhan and Zia prayed at Zia's house.

"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi's..."

After the greeting, Farhan prayed and recited. After that he turned his body towards Zia.

Zia smiled and immediately kissed the back of her husband's hand

"You are so beautiful Zi. Still young," said Farhan when staring at the face of Zia who still wears a mukena.

Zia smiled happily as she received praise from her husband. Farhan often looked up and praised his new wife. Moreover, Zia is good at dressing up.

"Same Sister Amira, what beauty?" ask Zia.

Farhan quiet. He could not compare Zia with Amira. Because Amira is also beautiful. In her youth, Amira was also very beautiful and graceful. The difference now is only in age.

"If you are beautiful now. But when Amira was young, she was also beautiful. "

Farhan got up from his seat. So too with Zia. He released his face. After that Zia stepped into the kitchen to get ready to cook.

After the prayer, Farhan changed his clothes. He took off his scabbard and his cocoa shirt. After that he changed the pants and the shirt he was wearing last night. Farhan was about to leave the room, but Zia confronted him at the door.

"Where are you going?" ask Zia.

"I want to go home to Amira."

"You don't want to drink my sweet tea last night?"

"Hehe. If I could make it a warm dong again."

Zia shook her head.

"You should finish that sweet tea last night. I just made it warm again."

"It's cold, baby."

"But I don't want to know. I have to drink the tea I made last night. Otherwise, I'll sulk because I don't appreciate me."

Farhan stared at the warm tea that he had not touched or drank from last night.

"I'm fine with drinking."

Zia smiled.

Farhan then picked up the glass that was on the small table of Zia's room. He then drank that sweet tea last night.

Zia was just smiling to herself when she saw Farhan finish the sweet tea last night.

Drink it until it's over. Let today, I can have fun with you until noon, because I do not ngizinin you to take Miss Amira to the hospital, Inner Zia.

After Farhan finished the sweet tea last night, he then put the glass back on the table.

Suddenly, Farhan held his head.

"Well, why is my head so muter-muter gini ya Zi."

"You why Mas? you're okay, aren't you ?" zia asked as she approached her husband.

Hoaaamm...

"It's so sleepy that I Zi. I had to go home and send Amira to the hospital" Farhan said.

Zia invited her husband to sit on the side of the bed.

"I'm sure you're sick now. Poor you, Mas, must take care of a crippled wife like Madam Amira. You must be tired. Just rest here Mas until tomorrow, or until the day after," said Zia while massaging Farhan's shoulders.

"If I don't go home, who will send Amira to the hospital. It's time for Amira control. Amira's family is also far away."

"What if I call Mas Galih. Let him send Ms. Amira to the hospital."

Farhan smiled.

"Can deh. There if you want to call Mas Galih. It feels so sleepy. Unkaru-karuan. "

Farhan then got on the bed and went back to sleep. It seemed like the sleeping medicine that Zia gave him had already reacted.

And Zia finally succeeded with that foul intent. Actually Zia did not want Farhan to take Amira to the hospital.

What Zia wants right now, Amira is paralyzed forever. So that Farhan could fall into his hands. And Zia could have the ustaz of her idol completely.

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The effect again bosen write stories about urban CEOs. Write it as you please. Be this story. 😁

But really, othor follow gregetan ya nulisnya. It was just ustaz halu. Hopefully in the real world, no one is rich Farhan huh. Enough of my story.

Who wants to comment, just comment to make it more rame. Just wait for the happy ending.