Dad To My Son Is A Depressed Man

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Kayfa chatted with Angga in her room, a simple dress without any bridal makeup in general, a bun made from a roll of her long hair with a few clasps made her look elegant but still free to move.

Half an hour has passed from the time it should be but the bridal party has not arrived, making kasak kusuk happen in the room where the marriage contract will take place.

Gibran began to fidget, Mr. Brata who greatly appreciate the time is now stretched from the schedule that should be, especially the phone can not be contacted.

There is a feeling that is somehow tucked away, is he being played with? Gibran shook his head to dissuade bad thoughts from entering his head.

Before long the roar of the car engine entered the yard made Gibran exhale his long breath full of relief.

"Assalamu'alaikum.sorry we were late, there was a little incident on the way" said Mr. Brata while putting his hands together in the chest.

"Wa'alaikumsalam. What incident sir? you're all okay, right?"

"It's okay, just broke the tire" Brata explained, rubbing Gibran's shoulder implying that he had nothing to worry about.

"Alhamdulillah if all of you are fine, oh yes please enter everything" Gibran invited a group of only 7 people to occupy the place that has been provided.

The guardian who has been present since then began to greet the group and question the identity of the groom to renew if there is an error in writing or something that must be corrected.

Gibran was now seated before Judis, next to him the ruler who would guide his veil and the Qabulus of Judis toward Kayfa, Gibran's younger brother.

With a dowry that Kayfa did not know Judis was interrupting Kayfa, indeed previously Kayfa did not ask for any dowry but Judis prepared a dowry that was appropriate for Kayfa in the form of a set of prayer tools, jewelry weighing 20 grams, a house and a deposit of 100 million rupiah.

Kayfa closed her eyes, now her status has changed to a wife as the word legitimately heard in her mouth. He prayed in his heart that his marriage this time was filled with the blessing and courage of the owner of nature.

After the contract was over, Gibran picked up the sister to meet her husband, "Fa, let's have your husband waiting for you" reached out to help his sister stand up "You've become a wife, you've become a wife, I gave you to Judis myself, but at all times you will be part of the responsibilities of your brother. Be a good wife, accept this marriage with sincerity, insha Allah saakinah mawadah warahmah" with glazed Gibran said, a kiss landed on Kayfa's forehead.

"Thank you Brother, Brother is a very good father and mother substitute for Ifa, forgive Ifa ifo if all this time Ifa always bothers you. God willing Ifa sincerely accept this marriage, pray Ifa always yes bang so that Ifa can be a wife who is Godly as ever exemplified mother"

The haru atmosphere of these two brothers must be interrupted by the cry of a 2-year-old boy.

huaaa.

Gibran carried his nephew, "Why are you crying?" tanya Gibran kissed Angga's cheek.

"Om cama mama nanis, aga became sad" Angga wrapped his hands around the uncle's neck with a sob, Gibran rubbed his nephew's back fondly.

Gibran curled his lips, "Om not so bad to see if you smile" he persuaded to relieve the cry of Angga. Angga who saw the gibranpun smile nodded his head, then turned to look at the mother who also smiled, Angga again wrapped his hands around Gibran's neck making Gibran's shoulders as the focus of his head. Gibran held the sister in his arms, Kayfa hugged her waist and dropped her head on the empty shoulder they hugged.

The series after series of events has passed now the wedding ring has been embedded beautifully in the ring finger of Kayfa as well as Judis, the guests have left the place of the marriage contract that afternoon.

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Kayfa sat sweetly in front of the mirror, releasing makeup that from morning blind perched on her head, her head felt a little dizzy because for too long her hair was tied tight.

He looked at the image of himself in the mirror, breathing heavily repeatedly exhaled as if the burden on his shoulders was increasingly heavy with a new status in its stare.

The open door did not divert Kayfa's daydreams, he was still a henchman with all the burdens in his mind.

"Fa" called Judis right behind Kayfa, astonished that Kayfa was unaware of her existence when she was only a few inches away.

Kayfa dropped the clasp in her hand a little jolted catching a familiar voice crossing her shade. "Astagfirullah." said Kayfa holding her chest that suddenly beat fast.

"I'm sorry, I didn't get you?" Judis rubbed Kayfa's shoulders slowly petrifying Kayfa with Judis' treatment "Can we talk?" judis said back because there was no response from his wife.

"Well.." Kayfa did not understand what Judis was saying because her mind was busy with Judis' hand on Kayfa's slightly open shoulder.

Judis smiled to see his wife was wrong with his treatment, after all there was nothing wrong with his hand he could touch anything that could be touched because kayfa was halal for him.

"Here" invited Yudis to reach out to Kayfa's arm to move to sit on the edge of the bed, Kayfa just followed what Judis wanted him like in a fit of nose or Judis could hypnotize ya🤭 times.

"Fa" Judis again called Kayfa because Kayfa still did not respond, Judis again touched Kayfa's shoulder to wake Kayfa's daydream that had drifted too far.

"Ehh.." Kayfa finally regained her senses and inching to distance herself from Judis, making Judis' smile fade away.

"We must speak, Fa" repeated Judis as he wanted his relationship with Kayfa to be clear.

"What are you talking about?" sahut Kayfa did not dare to look at his interlocutor.

"I know, this marriage is too sudden. You don't know my character, nor do I. But the pledge I said in front of your wall was also witnessed by the angel was not playing around. We start this relationship by getting to know each other, with this marriage bond we start everything from nothing huh?" he said it was like an SPBU employee.

As long as Judis Kayfa's explanation closed his eyes, he was at war with his mind. Her marriage used to be traumatic for Kayfa, married because the matchmaking ended with separation, infidelity and also kdrt that Kayfa had received from her ex-husband kept circling in her head.

"Fa?" Judis again touched Kayfa's shoulder which closed her eyes with a frown on her forehead and a sweaty sling "Fa, are you okay, right?" tanya Judis wiped the sweat with the tissue available on the dressing table.

Judis, who had learned of Kayfa's previous marriage from her brother-in-law, understood Kayfa's reaction at this time. He drew Kayfa in his arms, Kayfa is now his responsibility as a husband even though there is no love there or maybe not as the Javanese saying "witing tresno jalaran Soko kulino" love comes because it gets used to it.