Bidadari Special

Chapter 3

Meanwhile, in the living room of Hilya's house, two men in gray and black suits were chatting with Haji Abdul Ghofur.

"Ummy! Come quickly here, son Satya is waiting!" call Haji Abdul Ghofur to his wife who is still in Hilya's room.

After calling his wife Haji Abdul Ghofur again invited his guest to chat.

"Wait a minute, Satya boy, Dirga boy! Women are so when dressing up, very long," said Haji Abdul Ghofur, the head of the two men sitting in front of him.

"Yes that's okay" the gray-clothed man replied with a smile.

"My friend, Hajj sir, can certainly wait for the daughter of the hajj sir despite having to stay overnight here" chirped the man in black with a smile teasing the man sitting next to him.

Haji Abdul Ghofur also smiled crisply in response to the joke of the man in black.

"Ayo-ayo drink the coffee first!" said the middle-aged man then.

The gray-clothed man immediately nodded and grabbed the cup of coffee that was in front of him.

"Sorry to wait a long time!"

The voice of a woman who suddenly came out of the mosquito net of the middle room of the house suddenly made the two male guests flabbergasted.

"Hm!!" there was a cough coming from the mouth of the black-clothed man. Maybe he was surprised to see Hilya and umminya who suddenly entered the living room.

"Sonya, son of Dirga! This is our daughter Hilya!"

Ummi Halimah Hilya's mother introduced her daughter to the two men.

"The Hilya El Jameela. The word ustadz abah, that is, beautiful jewelry," said Abah Hilya with a smile to both guests, boasting the beautiful face of the princess only wayangnya.

Satya and Dirga stood up from their seats.

"Hi, I'm Satya!" said the gray-clothed man greeting Hilya and sticking out his right hand to shake hands.

"Assynnya!" sahut Hilya clenched both hands, gently refusing the handshake Satya offered.

Instantly Satya flinch to pay attention to Hilya's manners. And suddenly, Dirga's burly feet stepped firmly on Satya's shoes.

Satya was aghast, he woke up from the daydream, and then followed the eye gesture given by Dirga to return Hilya's greeting.

"Greetings waalaikum!"

Two men answered Hilya's greeting simultaneously.

"O yes, Hajj sir, can we go now?" dirga asked Haji Abdul Ghofur later.

"Ooh, yes, of course" replied Abah Hilya. "Hilya, let's go!" his brother said, asking Hilya to go with them.

Hilya furrowed her eyebrows, looking at the astonished brother who asked her to come with two men she just met.

"Sorry to go back!" hilya said as she turned around to leave the room.

Abah and Ummi Hilya immediately followed Hilya's steps.

"Hilya! Where are you going?" tanya Haji Abdul Ghofur followed Hilya's steps. "Your husband-to-be wants to get closer to you, come with them for a while, they just want to take you to dinner!" haji Abdul Ghofur said he stopped Hilya from entering the room.

"Change! We are not muhrim, it is not right that I should go with them alone without a friend. Didn't you think about that?" hilya answered with a voice.

"Hilya, you believe in Satya and Dirga, they are good people, honorable people, so surely they can take care of you" he said. "Satya is also your future husband, so there is no harm if you two go out for a while to get to know each other. Cook Abah and ummi must come to accompany you, surely Satya's son will be sad," explained abah.

"Change? Is it that easy to trust someone you just know?" ask Hilya. "Hilya does not want Bah, Hilya does not want to go out with the man alone, because we are not muhrim." Hilya insisted on rejecting her brother's wishes.

"Then let Rome accompany you" interrupted Umm Halimah in the midst of the tension of Hilya's talk and her brother.

"Two hours more magrib bah, Hilya does not want to go out, later how will the prayer magrib Hilya?"

Hilya was still trying to give a proper reason to reject her brother's orders.

"You can pray in the mosque, there are many mosques along the way." Abah Hilya. "Ummi call Romlah now, so he can accompany Hilya away!" his orders were then on his wife, to call Romlah their housemaid's son.

Not long after that the family of Haji Abdul Ghofur again met two men who were waiting for them in the living room.

"I'm sorry I waited so long!" said the middle-aged man.

"It's okay sir" said Setya.

"Look, Hilya is willing to go if anyone accompanies, so..."

Haji Abdul Ghofur explained his daughter's wishes to the two men, one of whom interrupted Haji Abdul Ghofur's talks.

"It's okay sir, I understand, I and Hilya are not muhrim, so we shouldn't go together."

The man in the gray suit said politely.

"I brought three cars," he said, looking out of the house, showing three sedans parked in Hilya's yard, a black BMW X4, and two all-new Honda Civic cars. "If Hilya doesn't like one car with me, I don't have a problem either, Hilya can ride my other car" he added gently.

"I want to be escorted by Mr. Jamal, take a car abah," said Hilya.

"Hilya?"

Haji Abdul Ghofur turned to his daughter and looked at her with annoyance.

"It's okay sir, Hilya can ride any car, which is important Hilya feel comfortable," said the man still in a soft voice.

"I'm sorry, son!" haji Abdul Ghofur said by patting Satya on the arm.

"Yes, sir." Satya nodded.

"Okey, then we can leave now, right, Hajj sir?" dirga asked later, a man in a black suit who was standing next to Satya.

"Yes, yes, of course" said Haji Abdul Ghofur. "Titip daddy's daughter, son!" he said as Satya shook hands to say goodbye.

Finally accompanied by Romlah, Hilya joined Satya and Dirga. Two handsome, elegant looking men who were very proud of their brother.

Abah Hilya's car, driven by Jamal's pack, started following the BMW X4, driven by Satya and Dirga.

Two all-new Honda Civics driven by bodyguards and Satya's assistant were in the back of the car.

"Crazy! I think the Hajj sir's daughter is an ugly and unattractive country girl" Dirga said on the way. "Real, wow! Her skin was smooth, white, clean, and her lips were red, but I saw no lipstick on her lips."

Satya who was busy fiddling with her phone smiled cunningly while glancing at Dirga who was driving a car.

"Basic basket-eye!" maki the man is shrivelled.

"Hi, not the basket eyes, but these eyes are just too observant in judging, judging beautiful women I mean," said Dirga with a flirtatious smile.

"Yes, I believe." Satya nodded. "But this time your strength is wrong. Yesterday you said the daughter of the hajj sir was ugly, a village, and totally unattractive. Turns out?"

"Hahahahaha!!!..."

The two men chuckled. I don't know what the two of them are thinking, but it seems like an incorrect plan.

"But this is an advantage for you, at least you can breathe a sigh of relief, because you did not become married to a bad village girl like I thought," said Dirga still with laughter. "And at least you can also enjoy your company with the girl until our plan is complete" he said.

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