Dusk Rainbow

Narcissistic

Still in the ward 

A warm embrace received Alisa from the whole family. Camelia sobbed in the arms of the Emir's father. Not expecting his arrival to visit his daughter in Indo, even get a surprise. He was happy his daughter was welcomed by the family of the Great Doctor and Mother Sesil.

"Are you going to live in Turkey with Mama and Dad?" camelia asked on the sidelines.

Alisa looked at Alfan who kept tightly grasping his hand. However, he currently belongs to Alfan and has no right to make his own decisions.

"I'll go with Alfan, Ma. pray for us" Alisa said without hesitation.

"Our prayers are with you" said the Emir's father.

"Sorry, Ma, Dad." Alfan looked at the Emir's father and Camelia alternately. "Me and Alisa will just stay here, I happen to have a house ready to be occupied. I'm going on a honeymoon to Turkey after Alisa's cured."

Hearing the Turkish word, the twins' brains immediately clear after a moment of murky because of each other captured Airin.

"To Cappadocia?" sahut the twins in unison. Again they managed to distract everyone.

"You wanna come?" ask Alfan.

Daffa ran over to Alfan, splitting all the people who were still filling the room.

"Can you, brother?" daffa asked a little whisper.

"May, but there's one condition." Alfan raised his index finger.

"What?" daffa asked curiously, his heart began to beat as he smelled Alfan's ignorance.

"There's a need."

Just as Alfan's lips drew near to Daffa's ears, the man's hair creeped out to make him dodge.

"Neither my sister, I will go with Daffi alone, all honeymoon with Airin."

"Ndu, you heard me, right? I think we're gonna make it again."

Randu's father responded with a nod, accepting enough and praying his best for his sons.

Almost as Daffi's hand landed on Daffa's head, the man reopened his voice.

"Say you like Alara."

The blaster-faced girl just turned her head to hear her name called. Not understanding the indo language well makes the girl just dumb.

Daffi nodded and smiled.

"Since when has our son been good at racing, Bund?" lamented Dad, again he had to pat the eel because of the actions of the twins.

"Let it be, the important thing is not to cross the boundaries of the forbidden religion," replied the mother casually.

"What are they talking about, Ma?" alara asked Camellia in Turkish.

Camelia turned to look at Daffi who kept showing a small smile.

"Sir Daffi said he likes you" replied the Emir's father.

As soon as Alara's face met, she was embarrassed as Daffi looked at her with a strange look.

Devan and Raisya come along with Syakila and Afif. They immediately approached the newlyweds sitting on the gurney.

"Congratulations, Lis. I pray that you and Mas Alfan will be happy" said Raisya, who was in a wheelchair.

Alisa got off the bed and switched to sitting in a chair so that the two of them were in alignment. Devan remains loyal behind Raisya, while Alfan is now on Alisa's side.

"Thank you, I'm sure Alfan married me because of the idea of you and Devan" Alisa said, glancing slightly at Devan who was crouching. Now there is no awkwardness between them, Devan looks more relaxed as a friend. So also with Alisa who has expelled the name of Devan from her heart and will replace it with Alfan.

"Alfan is a very good man, I'm sure he can make you happy" Devan said.

"Congratulations, Brother. May you recover quickly and stay together in this insaf play boy" Syakila said.

"There is no one who loves gifts" said Alfan melted the atmosphere. His hand turned towards Devan's sisters and the others.

Alisa pinched the man's hand in shame.

Nanda scratched his head and retreated, as did Airin who carried nothing. He accidentally hit the solid body of Daffa behind him.

"Sorry, brother" said Airin shyly. 

"It's okay."

"Follow me!" take Daffa who starts to move forward. 

The twins, with courage, walked towards Alfan along with Asyifa and Airin. They were already on standby after Alfan asked him to call the ruler. 

"I brought dong, here's to, Brother." 

Daffi presented a medium-sized box, as did Daffa who did the same. 

"Is this really for me?" ask Alfan.

"Yes, but especially for sister Alisa, it's directly imported from Japan, guaranteed durable."

Alfan furrowed his brows and shuffled the gift box that was currently in his hands.

"Open it later, Alisa's still sick, pity," he added, pulling the tip of the hijab Airin invited her to step down.

The clock showed at eight o'clock at night, the room that had been filled with guests, now felt silent. There was only Alisa and Alfan who were busy with the laptop on his lap. Every now and then Alfan grabs the phone on the table, while Alisa can only be a spectator. He was still confused about what to say and finally chose silence with wishful thinking.

His heart continued to beat fast as he stared at the seriousness of Alfan who now turned to the document that was sent by one of his employees. 

"Mas, aren't you tired of working all day." Alisa ventured to reprimand Alfan who had yawned several times.

"Sure, there are only four that have not been signed" he replied while counting the maps on his desk.

"Tomorrow can," said Alisa did not want to lose.

Forced Alfan to close the laptop and stack the map and then move toward Alisa.

"You sleep first, I'll sleep on the couch." Alfan pulled the blanket over Alisa's entire body except for the head.

Alisa stared at the very narrow sofa then looked at Alfan who was tall and burly.

"Here, no papa."

Alisa patted the empty bed.

"Really?" ask Alfan to make sure.

Alisa nodded and shifted her body to the edge. 

Alfan immediately went up after getting the green light, he did not hesitate to kiss Alisa's cheek and propped the girl's head in his hands. 

"Mas, shall I ask you? But answer honestly!" pinta Alisa looked up.

"Ask what?" Alfan tidied up Alisa's hair covering her cheeks.

"Our money is different, I'm older. Why did you marry me? It can't be love, right? We just know."

Alfan let out a long sigh and exhaled it subtly.

"A few times I've been close to women, but my mother and I have always been the difference. Sometimes you like it, I don't like it too much, and so on. But when I told my mom I liked you, she agreed. Age is not an obstacle for us to unite, so do not discuss, let's just say you married in leaning."

Instantly the pinch landed on Alfan's stomach until it made the master grimace.

**Nars**it's for friday