Dusk In Eye Pelupuk

The sweet Arabella.

Under the moonlight, Zafirah departed from before Angga. For some reason, the installment man was acting mature this time. Although it was crowded and busy by itself because of the sobbing of Zafirah, in the end Angga enjoyed the poignant song of the big hooded girl. Still do not want to leave Zafirah alone, until the crying subsided, slowly disappeared even no longer a heavy breath. Not left behind even a word, Angga stared at Zafirah's back which was now further and further towards his residence.

Heartbroken, though wounded you still carve a smile on the sweet face of Zafirah. Step foot into the residence again....

"Hatcim!!!", feigning sneezing, the presence of Zafirah with a flushed nose and slightly watery eyes startled them.

"Zafira! where are you from? you.", Jena's words paused. Not looking neat, traces of teardrops visible in the long veil dangling it. Seemed grumpy, how not, the girl scooped the end of her veil tightly when sniffed, holding herself back from making a louder sound again.

"You why???!," Jena repeated asking. The back of his hand was fixed to the forehead of the Zafirah, feeling a little warm.

"Hatcim!!!," the two eyes grew even more red.

While pulling fluid from the nose more and more"Angga took me too long to look for the wind outside, it looks like I have the flu."

"I'm sorry Angga!!!," next time I'll make a cake for you" she cried.

Kiyai Bahi slowly pulled the princess' body, sat her on the sofa very carefully"Soak ginger tea, Zafirah want??," the warm voice further provoked ripples of sadness in both eyes of Zafirah. While wiping away the tears that were unable to bear, the sweet girl nodded obediently.

Jena looks restless, according to the chatter of both families, soon he will be in boyong to the Pratama family residence.However, the condition of Zafirah is very burdensome steps away from that place.

Facing the friend, Zafirah drew a smile on Jenaira.

"What are you thinking? don't expect me to still receive you in my room again. Know yourself brother Naira, you already have."

Shake your head while frowning"Look, you now want to kick me out. Zafirah..," Jena took a heavy breath. Approaching Zafirah and withdrawing both hands.

"On this happy day, you have the flu. I just wanted to spend the night taking care of you tonight, but you just kicked me out, "the brown bead was glazed over. Not without reason, happiness meets someone who makes it comfortable, someone he believes can be made a friend. Tiara's betrayal, until the loss of a true friend, really makes Jena afraid of returning heartbroken and losing friends again.

So dramatic was Jena's attitude, making Zafirah laugh, as well as those who were there.

Releasing Jena's hand, turning to pinch Jena's cheeks slowly"You believe my words?? come on, Brother Naira, it's just a figure of speech so you can go home to your new home soon. Hem.... didn't you realize that tonight you were a bride? bang Agam will snap my forehead if you take your first night's ration."

Agam's face met. Gibran's mischievous glances made the face even more flushed.

"Ehem!," if you still want to stay here, I don't mind sleeping with Yasir at his residence.

Yasir stared mischievously at Agam"Hey!!! you think I'm the bride????."

As soon as the laughter sounded boisterous, Agam really stuck among the nosy humans tonight. Even the laughter of an Arkan sounded jarring, Financed Bahi who had worried about the state of his daughter also laughed.

Jena put her face down, either had to laugh or something. Indeed, Agam had not yet stepped on the steps in his heart, the figure of a good God was still perched there. Although it had faded, the kindness and sincerity of the man before Tiara's presence, was hard to forget.

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Plunge yourself on the sofa nan bukuk, in fact a small heart in there is pain. Not just this once, many times the little heart inside was pierced.

Almost midnight, Tiara ended Live insta promoting the latest beauty products. The surge in offers of endors that Jelita continues to receive without prior confirmation to him, making the beautiful woman almost lose time to rest. In addition to the attitude of the God who increasingly does not care about him, taking a phone call from him is indeed a thing that is rarely done by God.

Back, the little fingers pressed the husband's cell phone number. This time it sounded a heavy bellow on the other end of the phone"You're so noisy, stop calling me!!!!."

"Where are you now? aren't you going home again tonight???."

God is grieving"You're so dumb! why ask if you already know the answer."

"God!!! lately you keep calling me stupid!", there was a Tiara vibrating sound on the other end. Yet the Deity as if deaf will scream heartache Tiara.

And, without warning the man ended the phone call. The anger of Tiara became more.

"I am your wife God!!! it is not proper for you to call me a fool!!!," he cried breaking the silence of the night.

Heartbreak provokes Tiara to avenge the pain in her heart, the news of Jena's marriage has reached her, of course from Bastian.

Despite shaking with emotion, Tiara again pressed the husband's number. Once twice the gods did not heed the call. Not discouraged, Tiara continued to call the number of Gods until there was a cry of the Gods at the end.

"Fucking wife!!! stop bothering me!!!."

"Jena is married," Tiara shouted back.

Tiara's words made the God speechless.

"Some time ago Jena had officially become the wife of people. Uh! you just called me wife, thank you for remembering that. And just so you know, until death I'll still be your wife, and the barren woman is married. You better forget him, I'll love you more if you're being nice dear god."

Her jaw hardened, Tiara's insults were very impregnable in her little heart"I don't need your affection. If you insist on refusing our divorce, then don't blame me if you'll continue to live like hell."

Again the call was ended by a god. Despite the back pain of the day, at least it wasn't just him who felt that. The news of Jena's marriage must have brought down the God's fortress. Tiara was very sure that the man must have been very hurt, very hurt, because she knew very well how God loved Jena.

Like an outfit that is no longer needed, the God fell down beside the bed. The room in a flat unit that he rented, often a silent witness how sick he lost Jena.

"No! I'm not giving up Jena. Our soul mate will not just end, you are my soul mate and will forever be my soul mate!."

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"Because baby, I'm sorry. For tonight you sleep as if. Tomorrow mother will call an expert who will decorate your bridal room," Arabella tightly embraced Jena's shoulder. Since getting out of the car, not once did Arabella release her hand from Jena's arm.

Spreading his eyes across the room, a room that was quite comfortable for him"No need mother, this is enough."

"How come? you're the bride-to-be. Ck! this is the fault of Agam who did not say clearly to the mother. If she says that you will get married immediately, mother can get people to decorate this room while we follow you to the residence kiyai Bahi.

Agam the defendant just fell silent, and Akhtar smiled faintly watching the chattering of his beautiful woman.

Jena shook her head slowly"It's not Agam's fault, mother."

"Games!" call Arabella.

"Look, your wife is defending you even if you're guilty. If one day you make him sad, ughhhhhhh!!!," Arabella pretended to claw Agam even if only in the air.

Sontak Agam holding his neck"Mother, then mother will hurt Agam?."

"Of course!."

Agam puffed lips with both eyebrows down sad"Mother does not love me."

"Hahahah", Akhtar laughed.

"It's my dear Bella, you don't know how our Agam is" she said with a warm smile.

Arabella then smiled at Jena"Jena darling, after this we will hold a wedding party for you. Now you rest, tomorrow we'll arrange your wedding preparations."

Jena swallows saliva, wedding party? means his new status will be known to the public. The little heart inside was a little troubled, Agam who was younger than him, would he again get blasphemy for marrying a boy?.

In the daydream, Jena nodded. With a smile to his father and mother-in-law, Jena and Agam finally stayed in the room.

Silence came to say hello, locking the two men in silence.

Not yet knowing what to do, Jena brought herself before the big mirror. Without a dressing table, Jena pulled out a chair and sat down there.

Without a word, Jena tried to remove the simple crown that Zafirah solidified with a few pentul needles. Finding his wife a little overwhelmed looking for a pentule needle on top of his head, Agam volunteered to help.

"Just tell me if you need help" he looked at Jena at the mirror reflection in front of them.

"Hem," said Jena briefly.

In silence Agam released the object, put it on the table without looking at Jena back from the mirror reflection.

"Thank you for helping me" said Jena.

"It should be, you are now my responsibility" he said, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"I mean, thank you for helping me out of my mother's selfishness. You're even willing to marry me, though. Not sure if this guy really loves her or just pity her.

Releasing the peci he was wearing, Agam rested his hair back and looked at Jena fixedly"Whatever?."

In a lowered state, Jena felt hesitant to continue with what kind of words.

Agam took a step, the man twisted Jena's body to perfectly face her.

"Jenaira, I'm not messing around marrying you. Did you forget to marry me? whatever I say to you is not just a mere speech, I mean it Jena," looked up, Agam who was crouching put their hands on Jena's lap.

Jena did not expect the hand of this boy to feel very warm. The frozen heart slowly melts.

"I'm sorry Agam, I can't forget the full God. Despite having hurt me, if only Tiara had not been present among us. Somehow saying that made sadness pinch Jena's little heart.

Closing your eyes, clasping your fingers tighter" Jenaira I'll make you forget the man."

"I'm sorry" said Jena.

His thumb rubbed gently the puddles of tears that fell on Jena's cheeks"You're innocent, stop crying Jena. Mother will bully me if she finds out you're crying," smiled wryly, Agam managed to ease the sadness on Jena.

"Are you not angry? my heart is still in the habitation of another man."

"Why do you look at me? I'm so handsome, you'll soon forget about God."

Covering her mouth with the back of her hand while laughing, Jena's beauty really makes Agam more in love.

"Keep smiling Jenaira, you are so beautiful."

The laughter subsided"You're really not angry, Agam?."

"I told you, I'm more handsome than God."

"Games! ah, I almost forgot. You're one species with that tenacious Gibran."

"Alright, just say it as long as you're happy," he said still laughing. The man got up and opened the wardrobe.

"By the way, do you want to take a shower? I have a freshly washed towel."

The words made Jena pout her lips, if she had taken a bath, then what would they do???.

Seeing Jena who was silent stiff, Agam came back to Jena"So soon to the bathroom, you sleep in the bed. I'll tidy it up while you take a bath, after that I'll go to the dress room and sleep there."

Jena turned her head to look at Agam"You don't mind sleeping there?."

"I don't mind if you want to sleep with me either" she smiled.

"Anu..., I mean..," Jena stuttered. While biting his lips, Jena remembered the first night ritual of the bride and groom.

Gently rubbing Jena's head"I know you're not ready to do that with me, I'm not going to force Jena."

The woman looked back at the tiles down there, so the week of a Agam towards her.

To be continued...

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