Forced to Marry Penghulu

CH. 42 - Forced to Marry Penghulu

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“Who is it, Brother?” asked Syara who heard the knock on the door from outside the house.

“Who yes, Mas, our feelings do not have promises with people deh,” reply Zhafira.

“Let me just open,” said Afkar passed go to the main door.

Zhafira and Syara and Rendra also followed to the living room when the door opened turned out to be Linda who came to the house.

“Hai, Afkar,” greet Linda who suddenly hugs Afkar.

Afkar who knew that he would be hugged immediately retreated so that the hug did not happen.

“Ngapain lo here?” ask Afkar.

“I want to ask directly to your wife,” replied Linda upset Afkar.

“Eh, lo it so women do not have self-esteem yes. Now you quickly get out of this house!” afkar's snapping made Zhafira ask.

“Mas, what is it exactly?” ask Zhafira.

“I'm sorry yes, Ma'am, I was forced to come straight here because I chat Afkar he did not agree. So, I want us to chat as fellow women,” Linda replied.

“What do you talk about? Please sit down,” reply Zhafira.

“Honey, why is he told to sit down, tell him to come home, darling,” said Afkar who was not comfortable with Linda.

“Mas, can not do that, he ‘kan guests so we must appreciate dong, Mas,” reply Zhafira.

Linda immediately sat in the living room, all sitting to hear what Linda was going to say. However, not with Afkar who was just standing behind the chair that Zhafira was sitting in.

“Now say what to say?” decreed Zhafira.

“Mbak, we ‘kan as fellow women must both feel that we love someone who wants to be able to have it all. Right ‘kan?” said Linda.

“Iya, then? You mean what?” reply Zhafira who has begun to know where the direction of the conversation.

“I want Afkar to make me his second wife and you allow that,” Linda said casually which to Zhafira was like a flash of lightning striking.

Duarrr.

Zhafira was immediately shocked, even though she had predicted what Linda wanted to talk about, but Zhafira did not think that Linda asked to be made a second wife.

“Heh, you are a human being what is it not? I don't know how ashamed to be a person. There are still many other men out there, why should you want to be a second wife anyway,” Syara said who did not accept.

“Quiet, Deck, let brother and sister Afkar finish. You guys go in aja yes,” pinta Zhafira.

“Loh, but, Brother ... ”

Before Shara continued her words Zhafira had already cut her off.

“Dek, sister gapapa. Please bring Syara inside yes, Rendra,” Zhafira said.

Rendra immediately brought Syara inside. After Syara and Rendra left, Zhafira began to open her voice.

“Mas, you are sitting here,” pinta Zhafira has afkar sitting next to her.

“Now I'll ask my husband yes. If my husband wanted to, I wouldn't mind. And whatever my husband answers, we have to accept it. How, what do you agree with?” zhafira said he tried as calmly as possible to deal with it.

“Alright, but remember you don't press it yes!” exclaim Linda.

“Mbak can see ‘kan, I am from earlier here and I am the same husband I do not talk to both. We are both here from earlier,” said Zhafira.

“But ‘kan Afkar beside you, it could be later you step on his foot or you secretly pinch him,” protest Linda.

“Astaghfirullah, well mbak, let mas Afkar sit there so we are both far apart.”

Hearing that, Afkar immediately moved his seat.

“It's new fair, Afkar remember you have to say that suits your heart,” pinta Linda.

Zhafira held back with all her might so that her tears would not fall. And it did not escape Afkar's sight.

‘I'm sorry, Honey,’ Afkar said from the heart.

Then Afkar started to open his voice, “Sorry, I'm sorry, Darling.”

When Afkar said that, Linda was very confident that it would be accepted.

“I'm sorry I hurt you. I, Afkar Nurdiansyah Muwafaq will not wish my wife and Zhafira Adzra Nadhifa is my only wife,” Afkar said with confidence.

“How, Ma'am, it was an answer from my husband and I didn't pressure him either,” Zhafira said making Linda cluck in annoyance.

Linda left without saying goodbye immediately leaving Afkar's house.

After Linda's departure, Zhafira hugged Afkar very tightly.

“Thank you, Mom, thank you,” said Zhafira who had no power to hold back her tears.

“Why thank you, Darling?” ask Afkar.

“Thank you for refusing Linda to be your second wife, Mas,” replied Zhafira.

“Darling, listen to me, not just Linda, whoever she is, Mas will never wish for you,” Afkar replied wiping Zhafira's tears then kissing Zhafira's forehead.

“Yaudah yuk yuk us into, pity Syara same Rendra,” Afkar continued and was taken by Zhafira.

They immediately went inside and it turned out that Chayra had gotten up and was sitting on Shara's bench.

“Mama's son, builtin auntie yes, Darling?” zhafira asked his daughter.

“Ish, Brother,” chirps Syara frowning.

“Eh yes, Brother, how? Did you go that woman?” syara asked.

“Udah, Deck, alhamdulillah,” reply Zhafira.

“No will be Afkar's second wife right?” Syara made sure of it while looking at Afkar and Zhafira alternately.

“Ya not, Dek, ngurusin wife one time just make dizzy especially later if two wives. Don't want it,” sambar Afkar.

“Oh, so yes .. so do not accept it because of force. Emm, yaudah marry again there,” said Zhafira pouting.

“No, My dear ... kidding, don't be mad yes,” Afkar said as he kissed Zhafira on the forehead.

Syara who saw it was baper, “Ayo ih, Mas, we go home. I'm sorry I saw this couple.”

Rendra also laughed, “Lah, was here to do what? How to go straight home? That's his Chayra already up.”

“Oh yes, beautiful auntie nephew, see this, auntie buyin clothes for this beautiful,” said Syara gave totebag to Zhafira.

“Thank you aunty,” said Zhafira looks like a child.

And after giving Chayra's clothes to Zhafira, they went home.

After Syara and Rendra came home, Chayra was taken to the room to put her back to sleep.

After Afkar put Chayra to sleep, Afkar and Zhafira immediately went to the room. Arriving in the room, Afkar's phone rang.

“Mas, call you from earlier sounds, try to lift, Mas,” said Zhafira.

“Aishh, you lift yes, lazy me if it turns out Linda,” reply Afkar who immediately put himself on the bed.

Zhafira walked to the nightstand and saw who had called from the restaurant.

“Mas, let's dong, try to lift, Mas, this is from a restaurant,” Zhafira said giving Afkar's phone.

Afkar immediately sat on the edge of the bed and received a cell phone from his wife. Then Afkar picked up the phone, “Halo.”

“Sorry, sir, here there are drunk and angry women always calling the name of the father. Until visitors are afraid and do not dare to enter the restaurant, sir,” said the restaurant employee.

“Whose girl is that?” ask Afkar.

“Try me see the video I sent to my father. He had a knife, sir, all panicked,” the official said.

And Afkar immediately hung up the phone and then saw the video sent to his HP.