Forced to Marry Penghulu

CH. 20 - Forced to Marry Penghulu

Father immediately followed Mother to the kitchen, as a mood enhancer for his wife, Father who intervened to help Mother cook.

While in the room, Afkar seemed to knock on the door and enter into the room, “Assalamu’alaikum.”

“Wa’alaikumsalam, Mas gapapa ‘kan?” sahut Zhafira immediately approached her husband with an anxious look.

“Gapa, Darling. Let's rest first, must be tired of working out ‘kan?” reply Afkar.

“But, Mas also have to rest,” said Zhafira.

“Alright, Honey. Let's both rest. But, clean up first, yes,” said Afkar while taking off his suit.

The two of them just fell on the bed and shared a story together.

No feeling adzan maghrib has reverberated. Afkar invites Zhafira to perform the Maghrib prayer service berjama’ah.

After the prayer, they headed to the dining room. While in the dining room, Father and Mother are very happy to see the newlyweds who seem to love each other.

“Afkar,” call Dad when he sees his son sitting next to Zhafira.

Afkar looked up and looked at Dad with a feeling of anxiety. So did Zhafira who was afraid that her husband would be scolded again by Father.

“What's up, Yah?” ask Afkar.

“Where is the Sunday event, Nak?” father Reyhan's reply made Afkar and Zhafira exhale in relief.

“So dong, Dad. Kan still look around first, have not moved ‘kan, Yah?”

“Yes, look around first. To move is up to you,” replied Dad.

“Fira, how are you, honey? Are you feeling better?” ask Mommy.

“Alhamdulillah is better, Mother, besuk also Fira entered work,” replied Zhafira.

“Emang is strong, dear? If not, permission is the same as your boss,” said Afkar.

“Good, Mas. Fira these few weeks often permits. Some of the people who were yesterday, have been caught also ‘kan?” reply Zhafira.

“Alright, Darling, besuk Mas inter.”

And after finished chatting and also dinner, they immediately pray Isya’ and alone in the room. After talking for a while, they went to sleep.

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Two days had passed, Afkar and Zhafira had been at the house of Papa Fadlan gathered with his parents and in-laws at Afkar's request.

“What is this, son? Didn't you see his house is still two days away?” ask Dad.

“Begin, Well, Pa, Afkar Sunday can't,” Afkar replied.

“If we bring up Saturday can not, Pa, Yah?” afkar.

“Bby, Son. We just follow, it also has to adjust to your schedule as well, Son,” reply Papa and approved with Dad.

“Means tomorrow we go straight away, yes. See home and car,” said Father.

They also spend time talking to each other and occasionally joking. Coupled with the super-babeled Syara accompanied their discussion that day.

“Kak, if Kak Fira leaves, what is Syara?” ask Syara who is sitting in the middle of Papa and Mama.

“You can nemenin Mama at home, Son,” replied Mama.

“Kak, cariin kek gu—”

“Don't say find a guy, don't know me, Dek!” sambar Zhafira who is tired of Syara's words is always asking for a guy for her.

“Ih no know, Brother. Find work oruh. How to be a guy!” exclaim Syara.

“Lah usually also you tell him to find a cowo mulu. Come on, Dek, be patient. HRD office has not been ngabarin,” reply Zhafira make Syara mangosteen.

After chatting, Father and Mother immediately agreed to go home. Afkar and Zhafira headed to the room.

While in the room, Zhafira asked Afkar, “Mas, where are you going on Sunday?”

“Events in the same room with Mas dong's wife,” Afkar replied.

“My wife? Same Fira dong?” ask Zhafira back.

“Emang no more wife Mas besides you?” afkar's reply immediately got a pinch from Zhafira.

“Iya, Mas plans Sunday to me time with you, dear. The streets where we are,” Afkar replied making Zhafira smile sweetly.

After that, they immediately go to sleep so that tomorrow is not bad when they see the house.

The next day, on Saturday morning, Afkar, Fira and the parents of the newlyweds were in the new house.

The house designed is very beautiful and minimalist. Two-story house with a beautiful house. Zhafira seemed to like him a lot.

“Where, Son, do you like?” ask Papa.

“This selects us both, so if less big or not like we will find again,” added Father.

“This is more than enough Pa, Dad. Thank you very much,” said Afkar.

“Come, Son, we're in!” exclaim Mama.

They all went in and looked around, while Papa and Dad were still chatting on the porch.

Zhafira and Afkar accompanied by their mothers went around looking at the entire house that was complete with household furniture.

They are very happy because they have both parents who are very attentive.

In the afternoon on the way home, Afkar got a call from an unfamiliar number.

“Who yes, unknown number,” said shriek Afkar still heard by Zhafira.

“Try lifting, Mas, who knows what is important,” reply Zhafira.

And Afkar picked up the phone.

“Assalamualaikum, Mr penghulu, is not busy anymore? sorry if I disturb,” said a voice from someone there that Afkar apparently recognized the voice.

“Wa’alaikumussalam, young CEO. Alhamdulillah good. What's up with my phone?” reply Afkar.

And they chatted up to Afkar in front of Papa's house. When they finished chatting, Afkar and Zhafira immediately got out of the car and saw Papa's new car entering the gate of the house.

“Come in!” papa and they entered the house at the same time.

“Assalamu’alaikum,” their greetings in unison.

“Wa'alaikumussalam, where did you come from when Syara was left alone?” reply Syara who immediately asked.

“So see the house of Kak Fira, Nak,” replied Mama.

“Oh that, Ma. How, Brother? Like the same house that has been selected?” ask Shara to Zhafira.

“Alhamdulillah we like very much. Our plan is to move there as soon as possible, so that no one will bother you. Yes no, Mas?” zhafira answered while looking at Afkar.

“Eh, please, Brother Fira .. look out later if you miss me!” exclaim Syara.

“Hidih, at most lo who misses me,” reply Zhafira who does not want to lose.

And after the drama Zhafira and Syara, they went into the room, “Mas, who called?” ask Zhafira.

“Oh .. That, dear, my best friend who met yesterday when we had lunch, he wants to ask me to marry his assistant you will not accompany me to his house?” afkar replied while offering his wife to come along.

“Ya certainly want dong, Mas, if not followed, Fira afraid, Mas,” reply Zhafira.

“Fear why, Darling?” asked Afkar while linking his eyebrows.

“Fear the bride is running away, and Mas is told to marry again,” Zhafira replied laughing.

“Hmm ... Beware of you yes, dare to tempt Mas, hm?.” Afkar immediately chased after Zhafira who entered the bathroom.

“Mas, I want to take a shower, get out first!” zhafira.

“We took a shower together, honey. We have never ‘kan nyobain in the bathroom.”

“Ih, Mas this long-time pervert. My husband is mes—”, said Zhafira who was not finished because his lips were immediately kissed by Afkar.

And finally they both took a plus-plus shower until it was finished 1 hour later. Zhafira came out with a frown, in contrast to Afkar who looked refreshed with a smile that adorned his seemingly face.

“Come, Honey, pray and then we leave immediately, just one hour away,” said Afkar made Zhafira difficult for his eyes.

“Ish, wrong yourself.. already know there is an event, use ration in the bathroom anyway,” grumbled Zhafira pouting pretending to be angry with her husband.