"Fa, I want to work."
"Yes, Farel."
"Fa, you haven't had breakfast yet?"
"No, I just made breakfast for you."
"Fa, do you want to come with me to the office or not?"
"What for?"
08.00 am
Here was the husband and wife, in a room that looked very neat even though it was a men's room which usually looked more cluttered than the women's room.
Their previous brief conversation this morning at exactly 6 o'clock, made Zulfa daydream. For some reason, a few hours ago she was not in a good mood to talk to Farel, her heart was quite sensitive. Between hesitancy to keep what should be kept, and the feeling of wanting to break the barrier between her husband and Rani.
"I think I want to go to the supermarket, now."
