Because of Being Married Too Late

Because of Being Married Too Late
Business or Honeymoon?



At the request of Asma's mother, Agung went to school to see bu Kepsek. It turns out that there was Ayyas in the room as well. Yup, the child of two gallant men was successfully chosen to represent the school following the poetry reading competition category of Son and Daughter.


“Congratulations, the two fathers were selected to participate in the poetry reading competition representing this school. If you win at the level of South Sulawesi, Nayla and Damar will continue in the round of Sulawesi. For the entire Sulsel lombanya held in Parepare, so later the two fathers will stay with us there. I am optimistic, Nayla and Damar can definitely win the race at the Sulsel level tomorrow. Therefore, just prepare them a change of clothes for a week. So if you win, just go to Sulbar. Nayla, Damar, along with a companion teacher will leave for Parepare later in the afternoon.”


“Alhamdulillah, thank you for the information bu.” Mr. Ayyas felt grateful to have a child like Damar. This has been the number of times Damar has won the race.


“The collection point is where is ma'am? At home mom or at school?” ask Great.


“At school pack.”


Their conversation was over, immediately these two handsome fathers came out of the bu kepsek room. Outside the school grounds, Ayyas arrested Agung, who was preparing to enter his car.


“Ega one of my excellent students. She is also Nisa's best friend. You are very lucky to be married to a woman as good as Ega. Please treat him well too. Don't repeat the same mistakes in Gung's past. Remember, you have a sister. Your daughter is also a girl. You don't want the same thing to happen to them?”


Great to be silent. Ayyas is nothing compared to him. But the words of Mr. Ayyas managed to make him weak helpless. With a bad feeling, he drove the car home.


He looked at her with worry.


“What other anger will he clear?” his inner.


“Nayla and Damar win poetry reading competition at school. Bu Kepsek said prepare a change of clothes for a week, because they will leave for Parepare later in the afternoon. Please prepare clothes for Nayla yes bi.”


“Other work bi only. Nayla clothes let me prepare.” Miss Dara went back to the kitchen, made her crispy tofu for Nayla.


Everything is ready, Agung drove the car to school. He still did not expect, Nayla who used to read alone did not know now represents her school for poetry reading competition. All of that certainly can not be separated from the role of Ega as an extraordinary connecting mother for Nayla.


“Same by teacher, baby. Mom and dad always wish you the best. Hopefully you and Damar can scent the name of this school.” Ega hugged Nayla, followed by Agung.


Nayla now leaves for the city of Parepare. One of the old cities in South Sulawesi. City of statesmen, B.J. Habibie.


...****...


Agung and Ega sat together on the balcony of the house, looking at the beautiful night sky by enjoying fried potato with tomato sauce on the table. After eating, they went back into the house.


“Prepare clothes for both of us. We'll leave here.” The grand show a plane ticket.


“Why Cappadocia? Of all the places in the world, why Cappadocia. Why?”


“Jack and his wife also went to that place. He said viral.”


“I'm not done talking. Ok, ok fine. You worked hard for me with Nayla. Fine, thank you. But sure it's just for me with Nayla?”


“Yakin. If not for you and Nayla, for whom else?”


“Terus this what? Bella Danira who is it? His name is everywhere. You until the transfer many times to him using an account that I myself do not know you have mas.”


“Name Bella Jenita not Bella Danira. You're healthy, right?” tanya Agung while putting the back of his hand on Ega's forehead.


“That was Kinan's dialogue in Layangan Breakup. Don’t you know it?”


“Film Indonesia huh? I don't like domestic films. Prefer outdoor products, such as The Hanger Games, Jurassic World, Gengster, and so on.”


“Domestic film is also good. Forget it, by the way what do we do in Cappadocia?”


“Business.”


“Business? Why did you take me to mas? You know I'm a teacher, not a businessman. If you discuss business with Bella, what do I keep doing? So mosquito repellent? It’s not funny at all.”


“It's a perlend*ran business, so you have to come along. One more thing, don't mention Bella's name. What a negative woman she is. Hearing her name just made me dizzy. We're the only two who're there. Bella won't be coming.”


“That's a perlend*ran business? No, I don't want to be PSK.”


“We went there for business, but not PSK. To be exact, you must quickly give birth to the successor of my business. Don't forget to bring the red lingerie. You are so hot with that.”


“So confused is this business or honeymoon anyway?”


“Not to be confused so. Just get her clothes ready. Enter this as well yes, do not lose ya. You should drink in Cappadocia later. Vitamins so as not to easily hurt.”


Innocently, Ega believed in the Great's utterance just like that. With pleasure, he put the fly powder he thought the vitamin was in the suitcase.


“Tonight we train first, so that you are not stiff when running our business in Cappadocia later.” Just shut up.


“Pura-pretend budeg yes.” Agung carried Ega up to the top of the bed. Though there are still clothes that Ega has not put in the suitcase.


“You are never fail honey, always fantastic.” The two of them finally lay limp after.


While in Parepare, bu kepsek took Nayla and Damar to Habibie Ainun Monument of True Love. So that these two students do not stress thinking about the race tomorrow.


Sometimes that is so, something that is very thought about ends in failure. It's different if it's not expected. Fate seemed to conjure her up to be even more beautiful.


The next day, Agung and Ega left for Cappadocia.


...****...


“Cappadociaaaaa . . . It’s my dream mas,” cried Ega when he saw the hot air balloon in front of him.


Cappadocia still has a story. Witness the departure of tens of thousands of Muslim fighters to save a Muslim woman who was held captive in the fortress of Amorium, Eastern Rome. When a Muslim woman was arrested, she screamed. “Waa Mu’tashimaah!”


“Please me, Al Mu’tashim!” Soldiers were sent to rescue the woman. Conquered the city of Amorium.


After successfully saving the woman, al-Mu’tashim said, “Fill your call, ladies!”


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