
"Thar, is your boyfriend a Muslim?"
Alan asked as he grabbed the comb from Athar's hand which only turned towards Alan with a glaring look.
"Not so, why?" Ask Athar back.
It doesn't show concern at all. Because it wasn't that hard for him.
"Then what's your plan?"
Alan again encouraged Athar to replace combing his hair in front of the mirror Actually he was no less handsome than his other brother. But why has he not been interested at all to marry Bella to her love. Considering the girl was a bit rude to talk to. I don't know what that means. If asked by Alan if Bella loved him, the girl said yes.
"Udah is Lan, you hire a hijab girl to marry you for a year. Bella is realistic? Not suitable for you?" Athar's proposal that provides a solution to Alan's concerns.
"How could Thar, Kan Abah have said. He'll withdraw the facilities he's been given if we divorce our wives."
"Ah, suck lo. Make the woman pregnant. So that he has no reason to ask for a divorce from you during the contract expires," Athar's advice again is quite telling.
Alan's face immediately beamed like a beautiful full moon, who would have thought that the ignorant Athar was able to help himself, "Thar's brilliant idea, I really want to have a car whose roof can be opened automatically. Thanks, I'm ahead!"
Alan no longer looked at Athar who chuckled at him. Hopefully Alan can find a suitable woman and willing to marry.
That day Athar decided to go to Laila's house. He wants to invite his girlfriend to discuss how to make Laila want to change her appearance.
"Tonight? Wear hijab?" Laila asked with a surprised look.
"Dear, you want to marry me. I'll tell you it fits!" Athar said convincingly.
"Yes, if I get married, I want to be Thar. But for the hijab I am not ready. Praying is rare, never!" Tukas Laila was honest.
"How do you think dong?" Athar was confused. For He would have trouble if Laila kekeh refused the plan he had prepared epicly..
"You don't know, I'm dizzy Thar. What if I get asked to try? Iqro' I can't?"
Athar stared at the face of the woman he loved. It turns out that Laila is not as perfect as she thinks until njai can not.
"What else why the hell, you didn't learn to pay first as a kid?"
Athar was getting more and more quail to scratch his head. He did not know how to persuade Laila if she did not understand religion at all.
"What can you do?" Ask Bella back. Staring at Athar who was still confused seemed to mock back.
"It used to be, but it hasn't been in the grind for a long time, so it's a little forgotten. How is the decision? You want to marry me, don't you? It's five o'clock now, time to make it?" Push Athar again groaning.
"No, I don't know Thar. I'm not ready to get married right now. I will be going to Jakarta again in a week. You know, there's a job call to be a secretary at an office!" Timpal Laila doesn't care anymore.
Athar was about to hold Bella's hand but she brushed him off, "Yes we broke up. Some of my feelings for you are not clear Thar. I have only known for a few days and have dared to marry. You do not realize that your look is terrible. My father did not agree that I was talking to you," said Laila increasingly astounding Athar.
"Jeez, so all this time_?"
"Where are the parents who want their children to marry the delinquents like you, Thar. It usually only makes the whole contents of the village doang," said Mr. Raden who suddenly said. He was standing behind them.
"Eh Mang, but can Athar change anyway?" Convinced Athar while putting on a face melas. Hoping that Mr. Raden is just testing it, then giving his blessing.
"Nothing, free beg too. Most insyaf bentaran doang. I also got to touch again. You know the way to the exit. Come on please come home before I ask Brother Laila to beat you up!" Get rid of Mr. Raden. He believes Laila's life will be blangsak if he wants to accept Athar's invitation to marry. Just taking care of yourself Athar has not been able to.
Considering that Abang Laila is a burly taekwondo expert, Athar immediately said goodbye. Can bonyok face that is not much if Athar remains reckless to force the will.
"Ah shit, give Alan a solution. In fact, I was alone. How about Abah match me with ugly, barky and jet-black women. Oh my gosh, how is this?"
Athar continued to curse nonstop, while thinking about Abah Dullah's words this morning.
"Why is the choice Abah gave so hard? If I want to have a car, I have to get married. If you don't have a partner, then get married. Ah I don't know why I can't think it sucks?"
The night passed so quickly that Athar had not yet found a way to escape from the matchmaking. He was busy gathering together sohib without caring about the phone call from Abah Dullah.
"Bodo is very, Bah. Athar does not want to go home. Like Abah aja want to mate Athar with a monkey cake, or the same sack of butut all of you!" Ocehnya while observing the screen of the phone that continues to light up between the music of the disco that kicked ria in a place to hang out.
"Why Thar?" Radit asked in wonder. It's not usual for Athar to look so agitated.
"Gue in Laila's breakup, Dit. And tonight Abah wants to see him!"
"Well, how can you?"
"Yes, how do I know. The reason doesn't make sense. It was bodo. I'm sure I didn't bring a girl tonight. Abah will mate me with Abah's chosen girl!"
"Yes already dizzy, it's good even stay married doang. Than the nyari ribet first. Not necessarily suitable!" It was Farid who entered their conversation.
"Well, I agree with you Rid. If we don't like it later. We have reason to separate. But if it's our own choice. There'sit's nothing. Parents won't care about us!" Add Doni anyway.
Athar was silent, digesting each of his best friend's words for a while until finally reviewing the smile back, "It seems your proposal is right, why do I dizzy-dizziness thinking about this. Let's have fun now!"
Athar deliberately turned off the phone as soon as possible so that Abah and Mommy would not call again. Then take them down from the chair to dance.
Far away elsewhere, Abah keeps looking at Alan and the woman beside him as well as Ardhan and his girlfriend.
"Right, this is your boyfriend?" Ask Abah to doubt.