Dusk In Eye Pelupuk

Personal Zafirah.

Still with the rain, the water speck welcomed Jena's arrival in the city of a thousand rivers. In the middle of the morning with biting air, Zafirah was very moved to look at Jena with a group of volunteers.

"Astaghfirullah, so Jena followed here," exclaimed Sheila, the girl was no less surprised by Zafirah, until her mouth seemed gaping for a few seconds.

In contrast to Zafirah who was very enthusiastic to see his presence, Jena was hesitant to step closer to them, girls who had only been friends for some time.

"Bruk!," the small run led Zafirah directly to embrace Jena.

"Alhamdulillah, you're fine" he said holding Jena's arm as if checking on her.

In his view of the tired-looking face, the journey of the waterway is not easy, had changed through the land when in the beautiful city, the woman returned through the waterway to get to where they are now.

"You must be very tired, I'm making coffee, yes" Zafirah took Jena to their tent. Grasping tightly his fingers that felt very cold.

A round-faced girl seemed very worried, was Jena's presence here because of her words the other day, when Jena asked Zafirah through her? If I really regretted my attitude at that time.

Jena looked at Zafirah who took care of her sincerely and wholeheartedly. The smile never faded from the beautiful face of Zafirah, making Jena's little heart shrivel even more. What a heart of a Zafirah, even when faced with him who seized the man of his ideal.

Pasting the palm on the zinc cup that Zafirah gave, Jena still looked pensive.

"Drink, are you so cold that you can't speak?" he asked, taking a blanket and enveloping Jena.

"No, I don't feel cold. Your attitude warms my heart enough, Zafirah," he finally said. Sipping coffee made by Zafiah, really delicious.

"My attitude? what's with my attitude?" asked Zafirah to take a seat with Jena.

The pair of brown beads stared fixedly at Zafirah, in his eyes every inch of the beautiful face of the hooded woman. In view, Zafirah is indeed very beautiful, also beautiful. Again the sense of the shoulder hit the little heart of Jena, should be a woman like Zafirah who became the wife of Agam.

"Hey!!," Zafirah jolted "What are you daydreaming about?."

"Ah!," Jena gasped"You're so beautiful, Zafirah."

The word made Zafirah's forehead wrinkled, Jena's attitude inviting questions in her heart.

"What's the matter, Jena? your attitude is a little strange. Don't tell me you're possessed by a demon on the street," the woman was a little wary. Given the trip taken by Jena, amit-amit right if Jena comes here in a state of being on the temple or the like.

Jena's laughter was heard, Zafirah was more alert"Jenaaaaa, I whispered a thousand dinar verse!," he said to hold Jena's head.

"Hahaha, I'm fine. I was just kidding," Jena said, laughing.

"Fyuh!," holding his chest, Zafirah seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Seeing how worried Zafirah was to him, Jena preferred to joke first with the girl.

After being satisfied to hear everything that Jena went through with the group of volunteers, Zafirah slightly improved her seat before saying"So, why did you come here without asking your husband for permission?."

The laughter on Jena's face instantly disappeared. The woman is seen swallowing saliva in order to give an answer to Zafirah.

"Say, why did you leave without Agam's permission? do you know, he's looking for you."

Jena immediately checked the phone she had placed inside the backpack. But that flat object wasn't there.

"Where's my phone!!," he screeches, panicking.

"Where? where's my phone, Zafirah?" he asked Zafirah. Obviously the confusion Jena transmitted to Zafirah, the woman even asked her phone to Zafirah.

"That's your phone, and you just came. Why ask me, Jena!," she replied, shaking her head. Really, this woman in front of him was very provoking the feeling of wanting to snap her forehead.

"That's Agam's cell phone, am I now eliminating it?" he asked again. Given that there was only himself and Zafirah in the tent, obviously the question was addressed to Zafirah.

"You...., ah! do you remember the last time you used your phone?."

Jena tried to quell the panic, trying to remember the last moments of wearing the flat object.

For a moment, time passed while searching for the memory of that thing. Until finally there was a cry coming out of Jena's mouth.

"It looks like I left her at home."

"How come? it should have sounded when Agam called you? after all, he'll find your phone if he's at home, won't he?."

Down in a doldrums"The phone was dead, I filled it up and put it in the corner of the bed, while I was packing to get here."

Zafirah refrained from pinching the woman's arm in the long strait, really, her behavior was sometimes very incompatible with her age.

Zafirah grabbed his phone and contacted Agam....

"They have arrived in the beautiful city."

"They? pretty town?," Jena said in a questioning tone.

"Your husband is coming soon, along with your two brothers," Zafirah said.

"How come?, they didn't know I was coming here, why was it in such a beautiful city?."

"Do you forget, bang Arkan has a lot of spies who can easily track your whereabouts" he said. Manik Zafirah stared at Jena from top to bottom, making Jena feel naked.

"Why? why look at me like that??," her screeches crossed her arms across her chest.

"Plak," Zafirah hit Jena's arm using a coffee stirring spoon.

"Hey, why hit me???" Jena choked away.

"What brought you here? you don't know how big a sin you have to bear when you leave the house without your husband's permission??," looked at Jena with a sharp look.

Jena stammered"I don't know, after all, I came here because of you."

Zafirah put the spoon back into his zinc cup"Because of me?."

Biting the edge of the lips, Jena arranged the heart before revealing all the anxiety inside the chest.

And Zafirah fell silent as Jena said she had learned of Zafirah's feelings towards her husband Agam.

"If I had known from the beginning, I wouldn't have accepted his proposal."

"Jena!!, marriage is not a game!," jolted the woman in long clothes.

"But our marriage hurt you," Jena replied raising her voice.

Seen, Zafirah sighed heavily"No Jena, I admit, I did harbour feelings towards bang Agam, but those feelings had been buried very deeply."

"You buried him because of my presence, didn't you?" Jena said after Zafirah's sight. And in fact the woman threw away the sight of Jena, her best friend.

Neither Jena, nor Zafirah, the two friends seemed to be soothing to tears.

"I'm sorry, Zafirah. If I had to choose, I'd choose you over Agam."

"Jena's sin, you're guilty of doing that. Bang Agam is so good, you have been bound in the line of a soul mate whom the divine has inscribed. If you leave the Agam bang for my feelings, have you not gone against the fate of the creator?," staring at Jena nanar, Zafirah did not expect it to fill Jena's mind.

"Lantas, what about your heart," sounded a sobbing, Jena sobbed.

Wiping away the tears that also soaked both cheeks, Zafirah took a breath to neutralize the stirring emotions"I've handed over my soul mate choice to Abi, now I ask. Have you started to love the Agam bang?, "it's no secret, Jena and Agam's marriage was initially just a one-handed clap.

Jena has no power to give an answer, her heart is actually holding back longing for her man.

"Look, you can't even give an answer. Clearly, you're in love with Bang Agam. Wouldn't it add pain to my heart if you left it to keep my feelings?."

"Because, when you go think about the situation of the Agam bang, he doesn't come to me and ask me to take your place! I'm not even you find in the mouth of his heart. Be aware Jena, do not be a human who does not know gratitude!," in the face of Jena's vibrating body, although painful, Jena must realize how a soul mate never chooses wrong.

Wiping away tears"So, you'll hand over your soul mate choice to kiyai? no matter if you have any feelings or not towards that man?."

"Even if I don't know him, I will accept him."

"Without love?" sambar Jena.

"Yes! you and bang Agam married without a welcoming love, but now you have even fallen in love with him, no. The business of the heart is strange, Jena. But if you surrender to the divine, no matter how trivial the matter will surely end well."

Really, Jena was very slapped with the Zafirah personally. Also her folly came here without asking permission first from Agam, her husband.

Will the man be angry with her?

Will the gentle Agam be angry with her?

Thinking about it made his heart even sadder.

To be continued

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