Berandal Kampung

Chapter 14 Mutual Insinuations

Not much different from Athar Azmi who had been waiting for who was the woman he had married. The nervous feeling mixed with cold sweat made Athar's eyeballs that had been glued to the middle door impatient to see it.

In his heart Athar continued to pray that it was not the thick woman Abah Dullah had thrust on him. Because honestly Athar is also a normal man who wants to have a wife with a beautiful and pleasant face.

About ten minutes waiting for Zena, the wait finally came too, Asyifa came out along with Alzena Asahy accompanied by a white dress that covered thoroughly wrapped her body until only two beads were seen.

The sight made Athar's eyeballs perfectly round, the girl reminded him of the girl he met very often lately. But Athar was not completely sure what the girl was the same girl until she kept trying to recognize the woman's face. Athar's gaze did not seem to be over until Alzena was taken to sit beside him.

Alzena herself lowered her head. He did not dare to look at the face of the great face of the husband. Because of his shame and fear of zina eyes because the man was still very foreign to him.

Alzena always avoids things that are prohibited, until now only a handful of young men who Alzena knows but no familiarity with him at all. Alzena would only know the name of them if Malik told Zena.

Athar was still stunned with a feeling of confusion, the times he became convinced that Alzena was a veiled woman the other day.

"Zena, let's kiss the back of your husband's hand. I'm just dreaming!" Tell Aunt Marwah to her niece. But Aunt Marwah never made any distinction between Zena and Malik.

zena nodded then faced Athar and reached for the hand of the young man who had been curious about him ever since.

"Come on Thar, kiss your wife's forehead too. You've been cooking in winoin!" The decree of Mother Alika also made Athar aware with a soft voice in Athar's ear.

Although still not fully believing, Athar raised Zena's chin with his finger for them to stare at each other. There was Zena who was still silent a thousand languages since just now realized who the man in front of her was right now.

"W-You Mas?"

Just imagine, several times Athar harmed him by injuring Malik's leg, then pulled the veil by force. Then dirtying his clothes with water, after which Athar also asked for his help. But it turns out that the man who married Zena was that annoying young man.

"Nah Zena, Athar, you are husband and wife now. So promise me that you will be faithful, honest and keep your marwa as husband and wife before God" said an Ustadz who came to the feast as a preacher and chanter of the holy verse of the Qur'an.

Both can only resign by nodding their heads, Athar and Zena can not step back with the marriage, because they have already been martyred in the bonds of sacred promises before Allah SWT.

The party went very conducive, it seems that many do not know who Athar really is. They only know BMX is a collection of delinquent children.

A very exhausting day did not happen in vain. Abah Dullah distributed many parcels fairly to those who participated in helping the event to its completion.

Now Athar and Zena are in the modest room of the veiled woman. Athar was only allowed to go home two days later because it had become a habit in their village if there were young men who married girls there.

"I can't believe why that woman is you?" Athar said slowly. Without looking at the woman next to him.

"Sama, I don't believe I have a delinquent husband either. Hopefully you can repent," Zena's timpal won't lose.

"What's? How dare you say that?" Athar did not like to hear it.

"Why indeed? Did that hurt you?" Zena widened the smile that was still covered in a thin cloth on part of her face. But the pull in both corners of Alzena's eyeballs can show that in real terms.

"Is the veiled woman also a guarantee a woman was told Sholihah? Because a lot of tero**is disguised like you!" Athar. Being able to break Alzena's true speech was also no mistake. But maybe because Athar was a depraved man, so he argued in the name of***ris to drop his honor.