Forced to Marry Penghulu

CH. 3 - Forced to Marry Penghulu

Quite a long time silence was created in the family room, until Reyhan opened his voice.

“Fadlan, Latifah, I gathered you here. There's something I want to say. This is Afkar my son, the ruler of nak Zhafira. May I ask your son Zhafira as our daughter-in-law?” reyhan asked with full hope of helping the Fadlan family from this downturn.

“What does this mean, you want to make Zhafira your son-in-law? Because of what, Han? If it's just to return the favor, I don't want to!” fadlan.

“Not, that's not what I meant. I really want to make Zhafira my son-in-law. That was my biggest wish,” Reyhan said making everyone quietly listen to what Fadlan would say.

Zhafira was no less surprised to hear this, occasionally he glanced at the ruler who had been going to marry him to Daffa.

‘Ganteng anyway, but I ‘kan not love him,’ inner Zhafira while daydreaming. However, at once his reverie was shocked by the sound of Fadlan, his papa.

“How about Afkar? Did he agree or was he forced?” ask Fadlan.

“Ask his son directly, after all he is here,” replied Reyhan asked Afkar himself who said to want Zhafira as his wife.

“Afkar, how? Would you marry Zhafira or were you forced by your father?” papa Fadlan asked a serious look at Afkar.

Afkar was confused about what to answer, because in reality this was his father's request. Afkar also saw Reyhan who was staring at Afkar with a gaze of supplication.

Finally, Afkar also replied firmly if he wanted to marry Zhafira, “I—iya, Om. I Afkar Nurdiansyah Muwaffaq want to marry Zhafira Adzra Nadhifa.”

As if struck by lightning, Zhafira was shocked, he raised his face that had just looked down sad.

Zhafira ran into the room. Mama Latifah immediately followed her son with a feeling of worry.

“Fadlan, you have heard yourself ‘kan if my son wants to marry your son, what are you waiting for?” ask Reyhan.

“In a moment, I went to Zhafira's room,” replied Fadlan Soon after his wife who was already in Zhafira's room first.

In the room, Zhafira was crying on Mama Latifah's lap.

“Fira, would you like to marry her son Reyhan?” ask Papa Fadlan.

“Now, Pa. Zhafira did not want to. Zhafira wanted to wait for Daffa's explanation,” Zhafira replied without thinking.

“Ngapain is still waiting for the boy. From the beginning we knew you were dating Daffa, Papa never liked it. And, Papa also initially did not approve ‘kan? You are stubborn and cannot be banned. After this incident, you are still waiting for Daffa's explanation. You never think about the feelings of your parents. Both of your parents are now being humiliated. We are the ones who are ashamed, not your Daffa. But you still hope for him. Don't understand Papa the same way your mind is!” papa Fadlan exclaims emotions.

“OK, this time you have to recite what papa said. You should marry Afkar. If you refuse, then you are happy Papa and Mama bear the shame. The guests, brothers, and business associates of Papa have not come home, they will surely scorn Papa and Mama because our only child failed marriage. If that's what you want, you don't have to go out of the room. But, if you still think of your parents, Papa wait ten minutes sitting next to Afkar to do ijab qobul.” After saying that, Papa Fadlan went out of Zhafira's room.

“Ma, Fira won't, Ma. Please don't force Fira. Mama, please help me tell Papa,” shrewdly Zhafira with a pleading gaze.

“Fira baby, you only have ten minutes. Think about it, honey, Mama came out first so you are more free to think about what your decision is,” Mama Latifah said while kissing Zhafira's forehead. Then go out of the room.

Mama Latifah was back in the living room seeing everything there including her husband who apparently told Zhafira what he said. All waited five minutes, then sat at the wedding table waiting for the next five minutes.

“Pa, please help lift Syara to her room. After the agreement is completed, later Mama will calm down,” said Mama Latifah.

Papa Fadlan immediately lifted Syara's body towards the room that Syara occupied last night.

Five minutes later, there was no sign of Zhafira coming out of the room. Papa Fadlan decided to all wait at the place where the ijab qobul table took place.

Everyone waited anxiously. Afkar who should be the ruler now sits in front of Mr. Modin because he is now the prospective groom.

Different from the others, Afkar was so relaxed because in his heart Afkar hoped that this marriage would not happen.

Zhafira immediately sat down next to Afkar without staring, Zhafira lowered her head while occasionally shedding tears. Without waiting long, Modin asked.

“How, Sir. What dowry do these keep?” ask Mr. Modin to Fadlan.

Fadlan asked instead asked Afkar, “Afkar, dowry wear this or you want to use money?”

“Honestly, Afkar if out only bring money in the wallet was only two million cash, Om. How?”

“It's okay. We all know this too suddenly,” replied Papa Fadlan.

“If gapapa, I want to use money only, Om, I do not want to wear a dowry before there will be shadows of others,” break Afkar approved by his family and the Zhafira family.

“Well, I do that. Let the marriage contract be implemented immediately,” said mr. Modin.

“Brother Afkar is ready?” ask mr. modin.

“InsyaaAllah already,” Afkar replied firmly.

Afkar and Papa Fadlan shook hands. There was a vibration that Afkar had not felt before.

“I received the marriage and marriage of Zhafira Adzra Nadhifa binti Fadlan Amami Amri with the dowry paid CASH,” Afkar said with one breath.

“How are the witnesses, Sah?”

“Sah!” yell at everyone.

And finally Ijab qobul also went well. Zhafira kissed Afkar's hand, as did Afkar kiss Zhafira's forehead and recited do’a in Zhafira's crown.

Mama Latifah and Mother Hanum are very happy because they finally made a message, Fadlan embraces Reyhan.

After Reyhan met the guests, Reyhan approached Afkar. Reyhan hugged Afkar saying, “Thank you, son, you've fulfilled Dad's request.”

Mama Latifah also immediately approached Zhafira and Afkar to ask to change clothes, because they had to sit in the guarantee.

During the event, Zhafira did not dare to stare at Afkar, nor did Afkar.

Afkar wants to be done immediately and get away from the guarantee. Embarrassed to be seen by many people, honestly uncomfortable with the gaze of people who look at him including mothers and also the girl who attended the wedding.

“Sister Zhafira, your husband is handsome. Congratulations, yes!” exclaim one of the neighbors children who admired Afkar and asked for a photo with Afkar.

‘Ganjen really!’ lirih Zhafira heard by Afkar.

‘Is he jealous huh?’ the inner Afkar who still does not care about Zhafira.

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After the family came home from the ashar prayer at the mosque, it coincided with the reception that had been completed.

When Zhafira and Afkar entered the house together on the orders of Mama Latifah and Mother Hanum.

When Zhafira reached the house, she saw Syara sitting daydreaming in the living room.

“Honey!” zhafira's exclamation of running small made Afkar frown in wonder who was called dear by him.