Arrived - Arrived Matchmade

Glancing at the rearview mirror

In the morning, as usual I will lead you to sunbathe in the yard next to the house. Enjoy the warmth of the Surya who gives greetings in every morning. Father was so painstaking in taking care of his wife starting from bathing, putting on clothes also gave medicine. Never once did I complain.

Although Dad was also busy with the schedule of teaching at school, but the task of caring for his wife was never neglected. For her, Mom is her life. Seeing his wife sick like this alone made his heart feel sad. But Father will not show his weakness in front of his beloved wife.

"We sit down, Mom." Bring Dad.

"Can. I'm tired too." The answer.

After being neat with her work clothes. Adam is looking for the whereabouts of his parents. Seeing his mother basking in the company of the Father, he also approached towards those who were sitting on chairs.

"Mom, Adam went to work first." He kissed her hand and forehead.

"Yes, be careful on the road, don't speed around riding a motorcycle." Mother's message is stroking her son's hair.

Adam nodded. "Yes Mom.." Her speech.

Adam moved to kiss Dad's hand. "It's been seven o'clock more. Why aren't you ready yet?" Ask.

"In a moment, I still want to accompany your mother." Reply to the father who was also about to go to teach.

Adam nodded.

"Yes Adam is gone. Assalamu'alaikum." Pamit Adam then walked into the garage to pick up a motorcycle.

"Wa'alaikumsalam." Answer Mom and Dad at the same time.

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Adam turns his bike towards Zahira's house. The goal is to invite his future wife to go together, so that Zahira does not ride his own motorcycle. Given their wedding day approaching, Adam really did not want Zahira to exhaustion. Adam knew that Zahira was an independent girl, unwilling to trouble others. That's why he's picking her up now.

At the house of the woman who was going to be his wife, Adam turned off his motorcycle engine. Walk towards the terrace of the house.

"Assalamau'alaikum." Say hello to Adam in a loud voice.

The state of Zahira's house was quite quiet there was no one outside.

"Wa'alaikumsalam." Zahira answered from inside the house and walked out to see the guest.

"Eh, son of Adam. Find Zahira, huh?" Ask Mom.

"Yes Mak, I want to take you out with me." Answer Adam.

"Zahira is in the room, get ready again too. Just a moment, Mom call me first." Adam nodded while sitting on the chair.

"Sir, you're waiting for Adam outside. He said you were invited to go together." Said Mom looking at her tidy daughter.

Zahira turned to look at the mother who was behind her after she finished putting on the veil. "Well, is there Brother Adam Mak?" Zahira asked in surprise.

Adam did not send himself a message to pick him up.

"Let's not wait for you for long!" Said Zahira's mother as she passed out of the child's room.

Zahira stepped out to see Adam.

"Sister Adam." Call Zahira.

Adam who had been playing mobile phones immediately turned to the origin of the sound. Seeing the neat Zahira he immediately put his phone in his pants pocket.

Adam stood up. "It's ready, let's go." Bring along.

"So Brother. Don't, I'll call Mom first." Zahira.

"Mak... Zahira and Brother Adam are leaving!" Zahira shouted because the mother was behind.

Hearing the princess's cry, Mother quickly walked out of the kitchen and approached the two of them.

"Yes, be careful on the road, son of Adam." She told Adam, extending her hand to kiss them both.

"Yes Mak." Adam answered with a nod of his head.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Pamit them.

"Wa'alaikumsalam." Answer Mother.

Adam's motorbike drove out of Zahira's house. Tracing the village road to the highway. There was no conversation between them. Adam glanced at Zahira through the rearview mirror of his motorcycle. Adam smiled knots behind his helmet looking at Zahira who only focused on looking at the streets.

"Sugary." Say it in the heart.

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Seriate...