Double-role
CHAPTER 219 (Season 3)
After performing the dzuhur prayer together, the two families also enjoyed lunch together. Rahan had come home from school and helped enliven the atmosphere there.
He was shocked to find Zanna and her parents at home. He thought someone else was trying to harass his family again.
He had already put his body in front of Alina preventing anyone from approaching her. His attitude also received praise from the three guests.
"God, you are truly blessed with a wonderful son" said Zanna, enjoying her meal.
"Alhamdulillah, Raihan is indeed very sensitive when it comes to dealing with me," said Alina proudly.
"Because I don't want to see Mama sad. I'll protect Mamah from the bad guys" Raihan continued, brandishing a spoon beside her. Alina smiled widely and rubbed the top of her first son's head.
Zanna laughed for a moment. "MasyaAllah, his superhero Mamah well." Proudly Raihan nodded.
"His face really resembled his father's," Mentari continued.
"He was like a photocopy of his father" Daffa said, looking at the nine-year-old.
"Truly Azam's father once." Zaidan also chimed in.
He then pinched the squeezed cheek containing the son he continued making the owner complain.
"Dad let go, sick tofu." Raihan pulled the father's hand and rubbed his left cheek slowly. "I look like Azam's father. Because I am his son and .. I am also Father's most handsome son."
Proudly again and confidently Raihan stared fixedly at Zaidan. His father was also flabbergasted to see a big smile on the handsome face of the first son.
"Father's son is handsome," said Zaidan again damaged Raihan's soft mane to make him pursed lips.
The four adults there laughed happily at the familiarity of father and son.
Zanna, Mentari, and Daffa feel the harmony of the Zaidan family which they already consider to be their own family.
Amidst the familiarity created, the sound of pantofel shoes resounded. Everyone at the dinner table stopped his laughter and turned to the side.
They saw a tall, well-built man, wearing a formal suit with a neat hairdo, and his right hand in his pants pocket came.
He stood right in front of all of them while widening a charming smile. The five adults there were fixated on the charismatic aura emanating from him.
"Ca-Calvin?" Call Zaidan slowly to see his cousin's sister coming.
"Why didn't I have lunch together? Why didn't Mas tell me that Zanna was here?" his passionate tan removed his authority.
Zaidan and Alina turned the eyeballs, bored. They had seen Calvin with all his changes.
Ever since they heard her feelings for Zanna at that time, the two often found her cousin asking the news of the pianist.
Both Alina and Zaidan realize that Calvin's love for Zanna is sincere. They also did not expect after the incident that the feeling grew in his heart.
"Where's your greeting?" zaidan reminded.
Calvin nodded and rubbed his neck slowly. "I'm sorry, Assalamu'alaikum" he continued.
"Em, wa'alaikumsalam."
"Wa'alaikumsalam," answered another.
The couple enjoyed lunch again without heeding Calvin's whereabouts.
In silence Zanna watched the man who had been this one month expressing feelings. He did not realize that Calvin had been paying attention to him.
Since the expression of love came out, they have not seen each other again. Calvin did not want to burden Zanna with his feelings.
In the midst of the conversation that continues to be thrown by Calvin, his attention immediately turned to the pianist and only realized if something was different.
He silently watched Zanna change. His eyes were wide with his heart too tight.
"Ma-masyaAllah, that's beautiful. Azaghfirullah." Calvin turned his eyes to make Zanna do the same. He realized he had received the attention of the man.
Hearing the words of her cousin sister, Alina raised her head to look at the two people. He comments on warm smiles if they are like teenagers who just know love.
"Hows it? Is Zanna really pretty? Do you want to guide him? Ah, or not .. you can study together, but it must be halal first," racau Alina invited the attention of the two again.
Calvin looked at his cousin's sister and just sat down right next to him.
"Sir Alina, do you want to take care of my marriage?" he just said.
"Em, of course why not?" Alina nodded in spirit, both corners of her lips were perfectly curved.
"Hei-hei-hei, what are you saying? Who's getting married?" ask Zaidan directly.
"Of course I." Calvin pointed to himself.
"Huh? Who are you getting married to?" tanya Ziadan again tried to lure his cousin's sister.
"Of course with Zanna. Uh!" Calvin was aware of his own words.
"Gee!" Zanna and her parents were shocked, and immediately looked at the handsome man.
Aware of his mistake, Calvin smiled stiffly. However, a second later he took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.
"Bismillah" he murmured.
His tears turned serious, warm eyes looking at the three people before him. He clenched both hands on his lap ready to say the deepest feeling.
"On this occasion, I want to say again what I feel. Zanna, I love you. Mr and Mrs Zyva if you don't mind may I ask her to be my wife?" clear, solid, and straightforward, Calvin revealed the deepest contents of the heart.
Alina and Zaidan looked at each other and smiled widely. They also looked at the three guests who were silent as chunks of ice.
All this time there was not a single man who really sincerely loved Zanna and dared to ask them.
Mentari and Daffa looked at each other, his lips curved perfectly and then looked back at the young man right in front of him.
"We leave everything to Zanna" Mentari said.
"Dad, want the best for him. So, we leave this to Zanna. Because he will live it," continued Daffa.
Immediately attention turned to the pianist. Being the center of attention made Zanna not tremble in the least.
At first he looked at Calvin and then looked down to avoid his gaze. He squeezed the clothes in a strong lap feeling the turmoil in the chest.
"Why? Why do you want to make me your wife? I'm not a good woman .I'm far from perfect, even I'm so mean. Why you-"
"There is no need for long-winded reasons why I want to make you my wife. Because I love you so much, Zanna. There is no need to be someone else to love, because I have been in love with you ever since. Let's learn together to reach for God's Ridho."
Warm words in making Zanna's heart beat fast. He was amazed at the word he was given.
He was increasingly unable to hold back the admiration for this figure before him. He also did not expect that on the day he was hijab, God presented someone who truly loved him sincerely.
...Seriate......
