Dusk In Eye Pelupuk

Gamis.

The silence in the study slowly broke, the ringing of the mobile phone of his beloved son made Akhtar rush to find his wife, Arabella.

No different from the husband, Arabella who found the missed call from the son called the husband with anxiety.

"How is the development of the struggle of Agam mas" said Arabella hopeful.

"As soon as we change clothes, we must immediately follow to the residence of Kiyai Bahi", Akhtar's answer and invitation were directly carried out Arabella. The beautiful middle-aged woman opened the wardrobe and immediately sorted out her clothes.

"Honey," Akhtar said between the activities of changing clothes.

"Hum...?."

"Don't forget the hereditary ring of my late mother."

The words made Arabella turn her body and approach her husband.

"Did our son succeed?."

"He just asked us to go to the Bahi kiayi residence, there is no harm in bringing the hereditary ring of my late mother is not."

"Hopefully sweet fruit, I really can't bear to see him humbled when alone. If I had known that Adila wanted to marry her daughter so badly, I should have granted Agam mas's wish from the beginning" there was a sorrowful look from Arabella's two eyes.

"Related is always present at the end of the story dear."

Shaking heads"No! I didn't expect this to be the end of my son's story."

"Alright, hurry up and get ready, I'm very curious about what's been going on there."

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Open the wardrobe, sorting between neatly arranged clothes. Zafirah picked up the clothes that were still wrapped neatly, new clothes that she had never worn.

A few months ago, Zafirah coveted her beautiful clothes in a boutique. A white-colored robe blends in gold, complete with a long veil.

"It would be so pretty if I wore that outfit when I married Agam" she murmured at the time.

Seeing the price is quite high, Zafiah berbasah to the creator, when the money has been collected hopefully the game is still paired with him. And, a week after that Zafirah can smile satisfied. The game that he craved has finally been officially owned.

"Have this robe, brother Naira, and I will also put this white veil in your head."

"Why must the robe, you have never even worn it Zafirah!," quite unwillingly, if the one who was forced to hold back finally made a sound.

A pair of beautiful Zafirahs roundly staring at Syapala"You don't know, how lucky this robe is, he'll be put on a very happy day."

Very upset, Syapila screeched and fled from Zafirah's room. While Jena, the woman was more silent. Without asking much, Jena voluntarily changed her clothes. Until the time Zafirah decorated her, also put a veil on her head, Jena still looks sad.

Looking closely, Zafirah realized that the robe was only set to him, see how almost perfect Jena looks when wearing the robe. What a beautiful, elegant reflection of a bride.

"Ck! what's with your face? you will soon marry Brother Naira, with a sholeh man anyway. You don't know how lucky you are to be the wife of an Agam, a gentle and well-mannered man to the elderly," the pain, the gaping wound, splashed with salt water and bleeding. However, the provisions of the creator no human being is able to fight against it. In addition to making peace with destiny, Zafirah no longer knows what to do.

"You know Agam very well, Zafirah."

A smile Zafirah published on her sweet face"Of course, she's like my older brother Jena's leg."

"Do you know, he was the man who introduced me to the Surah of Ar-rahman."

Again, the heart is hurting more. A puddle of tears escaped from both of his eyes. Quickly Zafirah wiped, slightly clearing her throat in order to neutralize her vibrating voice.

"Well, you guys are so stupid, brother, have you ever heard a bang Agam chant the surah?."

Jena nodded slowly.

"But what?" curiosity arose in Jena.

"The voice lost melodious with the voice of my dream man," he said later.

For the first time since Adila's arrival, a smile re-emerged on Jenaira's face.

"Hey, are you making fun of my future husband?."

"Prospective husband??? I should have said that, "creep little Zafirah's heart in there.

Shaking fast, Zafirah awakened from the whispers of the devil envious spite"Well brother Naira, bang Agam and my dream man both voiced melodious," so Jena's beautiful face no longer bent sad.

The woman who was almost done in the veil asked the question"If you may know, who is that man?."

Back paused, Zafirah took a breath to neutralize the sadness in the heart.

"The man has met his soul mate, I heard he is married," that is how Zafirah went around in front of Jena.

"May you get a better soul mate Zafirah, you're a very good woman. You'll definitely meet a very good soul mate."

"Amiin," Zafirah agreed.

In the middle of their conversation, someone said a greeting at the door. Along with welcoming the greeting of the person, Zafirah was flabbergasted when he found out that the mother of Agam was coming to them.

The sadness became more and more, a sense of unwillingness suddenly erupted in the chest. How much would a Zafirah want to exchange places with this Jenaira saati, but....

"Astaghfirullah 😔," is a powerful Zafirah soul. After a small heart has been challenged, self-awareness reappears.

"Please enter aunt," kindly, Zafirah grabbed Arabella's right fingers and kissed the reverence.

Sadness was also evident on Arabella's face, with the woman's trembling hands gently rubbing the top of Zafirah's head.

The net is now fixated on Jenaira who has finished in makeup. Although only thin makeup, the beauty of the woman really makes anyone who sees it will be stunned. Added to the veil she was wearing, Arabella was amazed.

"You're so beautiful" she said spontaneously.

Jena smiled a little, pecked herself in front of the mirror, not expecting herself to look fit wearing a veil.

Zafirah said goodbye, giving space to the two women who would soon become the family.

"Game is not wrong, you are very beautiful Jena."

Staring at Jena deepened, unceasingly Arabela praised the beauty of her future daughter-in-law.

Not knowing what to call the woman, Jena who was traumatized by her mother-in-law just smiled in response to Arabella's chatter.

In between the fear wrapped in a smile, Jena squealed as Arabella grabbed her fingers suddenly.

"I have not asked you much for Jena, love my Agam with all my soul. Truly, I ask no more of you" the eyes filled with hope. Making Jena confused about what to say, just nod and look at each other.

To his surprise, Jena gets a warm hug from Arabella, a hug from a mother she never got from Adila.

While replying to Arabella's embrace"Thank you for welcoming me so well.

"Mother! call me mother dear," Arabella said after breaking her warm embrace.

To be continued...

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