Honey For Amira
Jealous

"Assalamualaikum," the door of the house was wide open.

Farhan's gaze was fixed on his older brother Galih.

"Where did you come home at this hour?" farhan asked Galih.

"Die, hang out with friends. Copy at a friend's house, say sfor," said Galih while closing the door again.

Galih then threw her body over the living room sofa and sat down near Farhan. After that Galih stared fixedly at Farhan.

"Why are you, her face is bent?" ask Galih.

Farhan sighed deeply.

"Tomorrow Amira want to be delivered to the hospital," said Farhan.

"Yes just take it. Why, you seem to mind sending him."

"It's not so, but I don't hold money anymore. You know, if my sustenance is dragged again. The shops I used to rely on were quiet again. And also, I haven't paid."

"Farhan Farhan, I'm surprised by you. You already know, your financial condition is like this. How dare you marry again and have two wives. Turn around now."

Farhan looked at Galih's face fixedly. I don't know what Farhan was expecting from his brother. Galih as an older brother will never stop to advise his sister who has gone the wrong way.

"Why? you want to minjam money to me? or do you want to tell me to nganter Amira again? Farhan, you should have thought before you decided to get married again. It's hard for you now,"

Farhan sighed deeply. He seems very confused now.

"Farhan, Amira that's not my mahram. If you, tell me or another man to drive Amira to the hospital, it's the same as giving me and another man the chance to touch your wife, what if I fall in love with Amira? do you want to take responsibility for my feelings? farhan thought...!"

Deg.

Farhan was shocked when he heard Galih's words. Farhan immediately looked at Galih sharply.

"What do you mean talk like that? you love Amira?" Farhan had already clenched his hands furiously. His jaw is starting to harden.

His heart had already started to get inflamed hearing Galih's words. But Galih only tested Farhan, whether he still had jealousy to Amira or not.

But it seems Farhan still loves Amira very much. The proof, he was furious, and his heart started to heat up upon hearing Galih's words. Yes Farhan seems jealous.

Farhan has been trying to control his emotions. His breathing had gone up and down irregularly. He doesn't want to fight with Galih in the middle of the night like this.

Galih only smiled when she saw Farhan's facial expression.

Galih stood up. Before leaving, he approached Farhan and whispered.

"You take it easy, I won't be the third person between you and Amira. But don't blame Amira and me, if one day we can fall in love with each other" Galih said right near Farhan's ear.

Farhan glared at Galih's face. It was very desirable that he clutched the collar of Galih's shirt. But Farhan could still maintain his sanity to not fight with his brother.

Galih was not afraid at all, with the anger of his sister. He seemed to casually respond to his sister's anger. He just passed away leaving Farhan.

He felt victorious now, because it could already make Farhan emotional. Galih is sure, surely later tonight Farhan will not be able to sleep and tomorrow, he will be eager to send Amira to the hospital.

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The early morning Azan was already reverberating in the mushola near Farhan's house.

Farhan had taken a bath, he was already perfumed with the non-alcoholic perfume that he used to wear every day.

Farhan is now wearing white cocoa and a checkered holster, he is ready to go to the congregation.

Farhan walked out of his room. He left Zia who was still sleeping on her bed. Farhan came out of the house and walked towards the mosque to perform the morning prayers in the mosque.

After Farhan left, Zia blinked her eyes. He felt beside her sleeping. But her husband was no longer beside her.

Zia got off her bed. He smelled a strong smell in his room.

Hoek...Hoek...Hoek...

Zia suddenly became nauseous. He then came out of his room and ran towards the bathroom. He spewed out all his entrails there.

"Ih, Mas Farhan. I told you not to use perfume, but he used perfume instead. I'm so nauseous" said Zia while holding her stomach which was still nauseous.

Zia turned on the faucet. After that, he wiped his mouth with water.

Tok tok...

"Hey..who's in the bathroom, quickly open the door.." - cried Galih from outside the bathroom.

Zia hurriedly rubbed her mouth and walked out of the bathroom. Outside the bathroom, there was already Galih standing with a sharp look at him.

"For a very long time in the bathroom, I want to shower to know," said Galih ketus.

"Sorry Mas. I'm sick again. Anyway, why did Mas Galih not shower in the other bathroom. Why is it here."

"Yes up to me dong, home is also my mother's house. I want to take a shower where. Anyway, in the other bathroom, there's mom."

"Oh. Sorry, I don't know. Please, if you want to take a shower."

Zia then left the bathroom and walked towards her room.

"Ih, gini is very yes. Living with brother-in-law. Mas Galih is a brother-in-law. He should be good to me. But he's just so sniffy. How about a sister-in-law. Maybe we've been fighting every day" Zia said as she walked into her room.

Zia closed her nose as she entered the room. Farhan's perfume fragrance, has not disappeared even though Farhan has been gone long from his room.

Zia who felt the nausea in her stomach, could only lie back quietly waiting for her husband.

A few moments later, the door of the room opened wide. Farhan went into his room.

"Zi, are you awake?" farhan said as he approached his wife.

"Stop...! stop right there. Don't come any closer."

Farhan furrowed his brows.

"Why Zi?"

"You stink of Mas. And I don't like your smell" Zia said.

Farhan kissed her shirt.

"Darling, what's the smell?"

"Bau your perfume Mas. Please change your clothes. Change clothes that don't smell like perfume."

"Yes yes yes. I'll change."

Farhan then walked to the closet and took his clothes.

"Sana out Mas. Still stinks. I don't smell strong. I can't go back to the bathroom. Because there's Mas Galih's same mother in there."

"Yes yes. I'll change clothes outside."

Farhan then walked out of his wife's room and changed clothes in front of the room. After that, he put the shirt on the hardpoints near the room.

Farhan did not return to the room but instead he went to the kitchen to get a drink.

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