Forced to Marry Penghulu

CH.10 - Forced to Marry Penghulu

“Mas, you why?” zhafira's question made Afkar shocked. It was the first time he had been called Mas with Zhafira. Afkar immediately stood up and hugged Zhafira to calm his emotions.

“Please leave it like this first, do not refuse,” Afkar whispered in the middle of his embrace with Zhafira.

Afkar hugged Zhafira very tightly and it made Zhafira wonder. What really happened to her husband. Because, this was the first time they had come into physical contact. Zhafira ignored her curiosity, Zhafira was sure something had just happened to her husband.

After Afkar took off his arms, Zhafira immediately took a drink.

“Diminum first, Mas,” Zhafira's decree held out the glass he held.

“Still yes, Fir,” said Afkar immediately sipped a drink given by Zhafira.

“Fir, if we leave this hotel now, you want to not?” afkar asked.

“Why all of a sudden, Mom, it's late. Mas, are you okay?” reply Zhafira felt astonished.

“Yes, I'm okay. I just want to move out of this hotel right now. Want yes, Fir.”

“Yaudah, let's now get settled first, eat truss. After that, we go from here,” said Zhafira obeyed Afkar who wanted to move hotel tonight as well. In fact, Zhafira himself did not know what the reason Afkar.

“Still, Fir,” said Afkar was signed by Fira.

They also ate in a state of silence, no one spoke, drifting in each other's minds. After that, they cleaned up their stuff. Then, leave the hotel.

In the taxi, Afkar kept quiet.

“Mas, where do we stay?” ask Zhafira.

“We stay at a hotel near the beach so yes, so closer if you want to go there,” replied Afkar.

Zhafira nodded in agreement and immediately told the taxi driver.

An hour later, they finally arrived at the hotel. Arriving in the room, Afkar immediately lay on the sofa, while Zhafira immediately cleaned his body. Then, approach Afkar.

“Mas, you sleep in bed only, your body pegel-pegel if on the sofa continues, tonight let Fira alone sleep on the sofa,” said Zhafira.

“No need, Fir, you just sleep. I sleep here gapapa,” Afkar gently replies.

Zhafira immediately laid her body and looked at Afkar.

‘You why, Mas, kok so quiet,’ Inner Zhafira.

Seen Afkar's phone lit up, he immediately saw his phone.

It turns out Aurel who sent WhatsApp messages, Afkar accidentally did not open WhatsApp and did not reply to messages from Aurel.

‘After two hours, you just chatted me, finished doing you two in the room,’ Afkar said in his heart.

And every movement of Afkar was still monitored by Zhafira. Honestly, Zhafira was curious. But, he did not want to interfere in Afkar's affairs. Yang Zhafira knew that Afkar was angry at the moment, but Afkar tried to do well in front of Zhafira as if there was nothing to worry about. Eventually Zhafira saw Afkar close his eyes, causing Zhafira to fall asleep.

In the morning, Zhafira woke up first. Then Zhafira woke Afkar.

“Mas, dawn wake up. We pray together,” said Zhafira.

Afkar woke up straight to the bathroom. Out of the bathroom, Afkar immediately got ready for congregational prayer.

After the prayer, Zhafira asked, “Mas, do we have breakfast at the hotel or on the road later?”

“On the road yes, leave at a later time, Fir?” afkar replied, asking again.

“Two more hours yes, Mas. You see, Fira wants to clean up first. Later directly to airport ‘kan?”

“Iya, we go straight home after from kuta beach,” Afkar reply.

After finishing, they immediately left the hotel to go to the last destination, the beach Kuta, on the beach kuta was the first time they both walked together.

Zhafira did not resist as Afkar held and held his hand. Although Zhafira knew Afkar still could not forget the last night problem that Zhafira until now did not know what the problem was. But, Afkar was still trying to cover from her.

It doesn't feel like in a few hours they'll be leaving Bali. They immediately rushed to Ngurah Rai airport, Bali. And their plane took them back to Jakarta with a new mood.

In less than two hours, they arrived at Soekarno Hatta airport, Jakarta. Papa Fadlan's driver was waiting at the arrival gate.

From afar, it was seen that Mr. Supri waved his hand and ran towards Zhafira and Afkar. Mr. Supri immediately asked for items to be brought.

“Let me help some, Sir,” reply Afkar.

Mr. Supri and Afkar brought goods and souvenirs for the family to the car.

Mr. Supri who saw Afkar and Zhafira holding hands was happy. Although Afkar's left hand carries a suitcase, Afkar's right hand is always ready to hold his wife's hand.

“Thank you, sir, pick us up,” said Zhafira politely.

“Ya I must have picked up dong, Nkn, it is my father has been waiting for his return,” Pak Supri reply.

After all the goods went up, Mr. Supri got into the car because Afkar had already opened the car door for Zhafira.

“Go home or stop by where you were, Den, Non?” ask Mr. Supri.

“Where, Mas?” zhafira asked, looking at Afkar.

“Mas no business, do you want any business? It was tonight,” Afkar replied.

“Yes nothing, Mas. Fira thinks Mas has business tonight,” Zhafira replied.

“Judah if that is so. Go straight home, sir,” Afkar said to Mr. Supri.

“Good, Den.”

Mr. Supri immediately drove his car out of the airport.

Arriving at Papa Fadlan's house, it turns out that all the families have gathered, including Reyhan's father and Mother Hanum who are waiting for the arrival of the new husband and wife.

“Assalamaicum. Wow, it turns out to be gathering again,” said Zhafira stepping into the house along with Afkar.

“Wa'alaikumussalam.” They answered the greetings of the couple who had just returned home for their honeymoon.

Reyhan's father saw from entering the house to the living room the hands of the child and his daughter-in-law did not let go feeling happy. Reyhan's father was convinced that his son's marriage would last a long time, not just six months .

Unlike Reyhan's father, Syara who saw her brother enter began to tease Zhafira.

“Wah-wah .. newlyweds, where are the souvenirs?” ask Syara.

“Sstt, relax and don't bring, Deck. It is in the suitcase, we will unload first, yes,” replied Zhafira while sitting beside Afkar.

“Oke, Brother,” reply Syara while having Zhafira's phone that Zhafira just put on the table.

Syara slowly took and opened Zhafira's gallery. Then passed sitting between Mama Latifah and Papa Fadlan.

Zhafira was unaware of the loss of the mobile phone from the table. Zhafira instead focused on Syara who was seen sitting between Papa and Mama.

“So much money, Dek!” chirping Zhafira.

“Let's, Fir. You are married, who else wants to spoiled to Mama,” reply Mama Latifah who even defended Syara.

“Wleeek!” Shara stuck out her tongue to check on Zhafira.

After Syara felt safe, Zhafira was chatting with her parents and in-laws. Syara continued her activities to open a gallery of Zhafira's mobile phone with Zhafira's cell phone dialed with a book of novels she read, so that Zhafira did not see her phone on Syara.

Syara looks smiling at the photo of Zhafira and Afkar who looks so romantic.

“So sweet really!” shara exclaimed with her smile making everyone in the living room look in wonder with Syara.

“What's up, son Syara?” ask Mother Hanum.

“This, Aunt. Syara again look at the photos of the newlyweds, it turns out they are honeymoon in Bali, yes?” answer Syara who was flinched.

Zhafira immediately pulled the novel book that Syara was holding and immediately asked for her phone.

“Dek, please don't HPnya. Cepetan dong, Deck. Don't be shy Brother!” zhafira.

Syara ran and did not give Zhafira her phone. They ran, chasing like children.

Zhafira felt tired of not catching Syara to take over her phone. Zhafira asked Afkar for help.

“Mas, please ask for my HP dong, Mas!” zhafira pleaded.