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Chapter 8 Binding Ring

Athar was still confused to answer, He turned to look at Mother and Abah Dullah who were waiting for a firm answer from him. But on one condition, Abah did not want to hear any word of painful rejection from his son.

During this time Abah and Mommy have been heavy enough to face the silly behavior of those who always act without thinking about the calmness of others.

"Cepet said yes, Thar. Or you'll mute later" whispered Ardhan who was sitting right next to him.

"Athar let's answer, what about you?" Ask Uncle Ardy again.

With a heavy heart Athar tried to smile and nodded, "Yes Uncle, Athar is ready," the young man replied making everyone in the room smile happily.

"Alhamdulilah, that means the continuation of this plan can be overcome!" Timpal Aunt Marwah is happy. "Zena told Mom earlier, sir. If he's willing to accept Athar's proposal, but I'm sorry. Because for now Zena will not be able to meet with family. So Athar please be patient. Because Zena will only meet Athar's son when the marriage certificate event takes place!" Connect Aunt Marwah.

Mr. Dullah and the others were bearded. They won't force Zena to come out. Because Aunt Marwah's answer represents everything.

"In that case, in the next week we will begin to busy Mr. Ardy. I want my kids' wedding to be remembered all the time!" Mr. Dullah said excitedly. When else would there be a big party in his house.

Shortly after that Mr. Dullah asked Mother Alika to take out a pair of rings in his pocket.

"Oh yes, this is the binding symbol between Athar and Alzena. So Athar and Zena must wear them so that no one else dares to approach them!" Said Mr. Dullah again. Giving one ring to Athar and another to Alzena to Aunt Marwah.

"Well sir, I'll give this ring to Zena!"

The girl, who was not wearing a veil behind the room not far from the living room, felt her heart continue to pound. Somehow hearing about the ring he felt himself no longer a free girl.

"O Allah, may the priest of Zena be a Religious," the woman muttered, as her smile expanded perfectly. Curiosity in her future husband is certainly shrouding in the heart. But Zena had to refrain from seeing her husband. Let it be a special surprise on their wedding day.

The sound of Zena Pak Ardy's room still chuckled, "Yes Mr. Dullah, this is a happiness also for me as the guardian of Alzena. My nephew is an adult. Until soon it will take off its stalls!"

"True Mr. Ardy, this is something extraordinary. We know how our parents felt when one by one their children got married and built their own household noses!"

Laughter decorates a simple room wrapped in rough bricks, but all the families seem very happy with the matchmaking plan that they have long agreed. It's just that Mr. Dullah did not expect if it turned out from his three sons, Athar was the one who was elected to marry Zena.

"Yes, let's enjoy the dishes. Sorry just the way it is!" Mr. Ardy continued to let their prospective besan eat snacks that had been frowned upon before the meeting between the two families ended.

Arriving at home, Mr. Dullah incessantly warned Athar, so that the young man would not do any more work outside. Mr. Dullah is worried that the wedding plan that is arranged so epicly so messy.

"Remember, Athar. Abah does not want to hear anymore there is a word of commotion with your delinquent Sohib or Abah will send you abroad!" Said Mr. Dullah, threatening.

"Yes, yes, Bah. Athar will not macem. But Athar can't ask for money?" The young man boldly extended a hand before the Father.

Mr. Dullah glared furiously, "What else to do? Didn't Abah give you three million a month for you and your brothers?"

"Anu Bah, it's over for the agreement!" Athar was a little scared and whiny. Know that he made a mistake.

"Why not in love? Not cool dong, today's children do not hold money!"

Athar could only scratch his head and go upstairs, where his room was rarely occupied. How not so, just sleep at night Athar rarely because often stay up with friends.

"Ah, this dizziness is happening. Why is it good?"

Athar decided to find something to entertain himself until he checked the entire drawer one by one, until finally the man's eyeballs were stunned by the female veil he had met at that time.

"Hem, why am I being the same woman? Is it true that the veiled woman has a beautiful face or instead I even wrongly see again at that time?"

Instead of dizzy with the question in his mind, Athar became more worried about the veiled girl who also wanted to be paired with him, "Is she beautiful? Or_?"

"Why Nak?" Seloroh Mother Alika, who observed the veil in Athar's hand, "Loh, who's that? How are you?" Ask Mother Alika curious.

Athar grinned the horse, "Don't know Bun, found out on the road earlier Athar thought the mask anyway. But how long does it get to the chest?"

Mother Alika rubbed the head of her beloved son, He hoped that Athar would not disappoint Abah Dullah's hope in the future, "Oh, yes already. Tomorrow Abah same Mother wants to tell all the family. If you can be at home. Pamali's bride-to-be wander off as she approaches H!"

"Yes Bun, hang out the most!"

"Oh yeah, it's money. Make sure your tattoo is removed immediately!" Mother Alika again reminded. "Just his wife Shalihah, her husband the King of delinquents!" Snorted Mother Alika slightly reviewed the smile.

"Should it be Bun?" Athar somewhat objected to that. He loved the tattoo on his shoulder.

Miss Marwah nodded slowly, or Abah would punish Athar even harder.

In a different place. Ms. Marwah immediately met Zena and gave the Athar family a ring.

"This is your engagement ring, Ndok. You have to wear it from now on?"

Zena received the box from Aunt Marwah's hand, with a beautifully engraved smile, "Yes Bi, Zena will be wearing it soon!"

*****

Early in the morning at about seven in the morning, Aunt Marwah who could not leave because she had to take Malik therapy asked Alzena to go to the market. They should buy some dried herbs for the needs of the next week.

"Son, Auntie asked for help. Today you go to the market alone to buy some of the ingredients on this note!"

Aunty Marwah handed him a torn paper that had been prepared along with some red money from selling garden produce.

"Ready Bi, then Zena get ready for a second!"