
Alzena nodded in understanding, she had learned a lot about it but somehow she replicke did it to Athar earlier.
How not, considering Athar is a delinquent. It was not impossible that the man would tear her apart later.
"Yes Bi, I'm sorry. Nafisa is ashamed. Not used to foreign youth."
"Then let's meet your husband again. Do not devote to your husband now. Because he is your Imam!" Aunt Marwah advised her nephew for the harmony of their future household.
Alzena smiled slightly, She was hesitant to do so but there was no other choice but to say goodbye to Aunt Marwah to return.
Arriving in the room, the girl who had the slightly narrowed clear eyeballs glared throughout the room. Athar is no more. It was likely that the young man was bathing or lamenting the disappointment of his ridiculous act earlier.
"Oh Allah, Zena made a mistake. Could it be that Mas Athar will be angry at Zena later?" Ask Zena to herself.
Zena did not want to stay silent, he had to immediately remove his clothes quickly because he had to clean himself also to fulfill his obligations that were approaching the time of the Maghrib.
After seeing Athar finished, Zena immediately rushed out. No doubt Zena's behavior makes Athar's stomach hurt for him, "Bas on plain women? Is he really afraid of me? Has she never dated before?"
Athar decided to wear the clothes brought by Mother Alika earlier. Only contains cocoa clothes and short-sleeved shirts, sarongs also some shorts.
"Ah shit, why did Mother not put in my favorite jacket anyway? How could I possibly meet my sohibs like this?"
Athar had no choice but to wear the clothes. The young man lay down and played with a cell phone as his body felt tired.
"Eh, wait a minute!"
"Who? Me?" Point Zena at herself.
"Who else is. Here, sit next to me!" Push on by patting the mattress next to it.
"Later Mas, Zena pray first. Is Mas Athar not praying?" Zena hoped the young man would offer to receive him.
"Sholate? Will you be tired later?" Answer Athar accordingly. Because Zena's rejection made her heart quite inflamed.
Turning towards another life, Farid pondered alone to the room. Remembering how they took away the honor of the woman he loved was abuzz just because Asyifa always refused his love.
Actually there is regret in the heart, but Farid has already hurt the attitude of Ashifa who always ignore his good intentions.
"Hem, what's the fate of the girl now? Is she depressed or is she busy looking for a husband who will accept her?"
Farid could not calm down before being able to ascertain the condition of Asyifa first. The young man got out of bed and rushed up the trail to Syifa's house.
From behind the tree and the dim lights Farid saw Syifa sweeping the terrace. But clearly the girl's gaze looked blank. Surely their depraved behavior that night had disturbed his mind.
"Basic fool!" Rutuk Farid while punching the rod in front of him. Pain is not felt. Between contentment and regret doing that to Ashifa who is actually a good woman.