Believe me, I'm Still Sacred

Chapter 61. My priest-to-be

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It's been three days that Zahwa and Rey have not met, according to the agreement of the two parents who do not allow them both to meet before the parents decide everything about their relationship.

Zahwa spends more time at home while waiting for an open senate (graduation) hearing that will be done in a few months. Zahwa also did not do any more internship in the hospital.

During those three days, Zahwa was more lying down at home while watching his favorite movie. Not to forget he prayed to the almighty, in every prayer and a third of the night, so that he was quickly united with the people he loved and the decision of their parents was positive to this marriage plan.

At dawn, Zahwa had just finished his prayer. He took off the mucena that had previously been attached to his body, then folded the mucena neatly on the bed.

Dreet..

Dreet...

The sound of the phone vibrating makes Zahwa have to see his phone, he saw there was a call on his phone. "Sister Rey? Did Rey come back from Singapore?" mummified Zahwa.

Yes, for 3 days Rey went to Singapore because of business affairs and plans to go home another day.

Zahwa did not immediately pick up the phone from the man, for some reason his heart so thumped just by seeing Rey's name printed on his phone. Though in the past he was not so when he saw the name of Reyndra or adjacent to it. Why is this now?

Ah right too! He forgets the power of God, who can restore the human heart easily. Reyndra's name has now penetrated into his heart, filling his mind and Zahwa realizes he has fallen in love with the older brother who has been acting as his cousin.

With her face red, heart pounding, Zahwa pressed the button to receive the call and kept the phone in her ear. "Assalamualaikum sis."

"Waalaikumsalam, Nemo how are you?"

"Alhamdulillah be well sis." replied Zahwa unconsciously his voice was trembling.

"You why Nemo? Are you sick?"

From across there came the anxious voice of Rey asking the state of her candidate, perhaps.

"I-I'm fine, brother,"

"What about my future mother? Your voice is trembling, you're fine, right?"

Said my prospective teacher, just suddenly made Zahwa more pounding to hear it coming out of Rey's mouth. His face was red and it was a pity that Rey could not see it.

"Ka-kak..kok call me that?"

"You are indeed my future aunt" he replied firmly without further ado.

"Not necessarily my brother!"

"Why? Don't you want to marry me?"

"Eungh.it,"

"So you want to, right?"

Silent for a moment, for Zahwa only smiled blushing in shame.

"Snakes..." Rey called Zahwa because there was no sound from there.

"Hem." said Zahwa still with the same smile, now the two nails of his thumb clashed with each other.

Whenever Zahwa was shy or nervous, Zahwa would always make that move. Playing her thumb nails, then smiling sweetly.

"Cock hem anyway? Guess what, you must be smiling right now and you're playing two fingernails." Rey said while chuckling.

Zahwa gasped as Rey managed to guess what she was doing at the moment. He's getting coy.

"Who said? Not really!" Zahwa immediately stopped his activities, as if Rey was there.

"Hahaha..and now you're embarrassed? My mum-to-be?" teh Rey with a smile.

"Ah, my sister! Don't make me keep going. By the way..sister, what's the matter with my phone? Is brother okay there?"

"I'm not okay, Zahwa."

"Astagfireullah! Is brother sick?"

"Yes I'm sick,"

"The same my head hurts a lot" Rey replied in a soft voice, but across the street she smiled happily because Rey was worried about her.

"Have you checked with the doctor? D-you've taken some medicine? Brother has a fever? Or brother hasn't eaten so sister's a gini?" lick Zahwa to Rey with many questions whose ends are of deep concern.

Masya Allah's...

The man smiling happily got such attention from Zahwa. Maybe Zahwa has been paying attention to him, but this time it feels different. Yes, because now their relationship has been different. Not cousins anymore, you could say lovers too.

"I'm not sick because of that, but there's something else Zahwa."

"Other things? Keep because of what? Is it because of work? So brother's dizzy and chest pains? Ah...kak must be less rest huh?" zahwa returns to scout Rey with questions.

"Haha... Nemo you're so chatty." Rey chuckles at Zahwa's chatty words. The voice she missed for these 3 days.

"Sister..sister brother why dong? Why do you have the same headache as chest pain?"

"My head hurts because I'm dizzy thinking about you and my chest hurts, because I miss you so much, I want to see you.." - Rey shrieked in a voice that could make the recesses of Zahwa's heart quiver with it.

Zahwa was silent, slowly her tears dripping down her face. He felt the same way with Rey. Whereas in the past when with Raihan, he never felt this deep longing despite being apart for years. But with Rey, 3 days feels like 3 years.

"Nemo? Are you crying?" Instantly Rey panicked at the mischief she heard sobs on the other side.

"I'm fine brother." replied Zahwa in a hoarse voice.

"Don't lie to my Nemo. Tell me what's up?"

"I also miss big brother.I want to see big brother, I'm afraid of our parents' decision later. Will they agree or not, brother?" Zahwa sobbed, remembering some days his mother did not talk to him.

"Nemo, I'm sure in the end they'll agree with our relationship. They just need time and you know very well that God is all about turning people's hearts, so trust me there will be a beautiful way for us!"

"God willing, Aamiin.

"Yes my future teacher, brother will come home quickly, you take good care of yourself." said Rey softly.

"Yes, sister, yes."

"Heem, but Zahwa sister can do something to you before you hang up? Brother isn't calm if you don't grant sister's request."

"What brother?"

"Call me your future priest."

"W-what? Sis.." - I see Zahwa ashamed to hear it.

"Talk can be prayer, who knows if you call me that. Our prayers can be answered quickly."

"I-yes my future priest."

"What's? I didn't hear?" teh Rey while smiling happily.

"Sister! Don't tempt me keep dong!" zahwa protest shame.

"Yes, listen to your voice is already happy and can treat a little miss brother. You take good care of yourself, God willing my brother will come home tomorrow. Assalamualaikum my future aunt."

"Waalaikumsalam my future priest." Zahwa replied and he hung up the phone quickly. His face that had been filled with tears, now changed with a smile with a face met with red. Had Rey seen Zahwa's face at the moment, she might have been anxious about it. "I miss you, my future priest,"

Behind the door, Amayra sees her daughter, and she may hear a conversation between her daughter and Rey, her other son.

Her gaze was so sad, but she finally went from there and saw a picture of her husband displayed on the wall of the living room of the house.

"Mas, you'll agree with this decision I'm going to make?" Amayra muttered while looking at the photo in confusion.

Shortly after, Amayra picked up her cell phone which was on the middle room table. He pulled the phone from his charger. "Hello, assalamualaikum bram.I have made a decision.yes let's meet my brother." said Amayra with a deep sigh, then hung up the phone.

What decision will Amayra make?

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