Forced to Marry Penghulu

CH.6 - Forced to Marry Penghulu

Afkar's step stopped when he saw there was a suitcase on the mattress with a pile of clothes that already clearly belong to Zhafira, “Kok there is a suitcase, that's your suitcase? Where are you going?” afkar asked with an astonished look at Zhafira.

“Eh, yes. Fira permission tomorrow to go to Jogja,” replied Zhafira.

“Whose name? Any office business? Yes, although I don't mean to interfere. But, I was afraid if asked Papa, I don't know anything,” Afkar replied asking.

“Oh, no. This is not an office business. Tomorrow Fira wants to meet Daffa in Jogja, want to ask for an explanation from him,” replied Zhafira.

“Well, did you know Daffa in Jogja? Do you have an address?” ask Afkar back.

“Yes ... Fira doesn't know the address. But, Fira only knew that he was in Jogja from his good friend,” Zhafira replied.

“Fir, Jogja is spacious, do you want to know how? Besides, not necessarily you can be with Papa. What reason do you want?”

“Quiet, if not obtained, Fira will run away. Easy ‘kan?” zhafira's chirps made Afkar flinch at the woman before him. Just because men make it to the reckless to Jogja alone.

“Huh, okay. I'll be with you tomorrow. We told Papa that we were going on a honeymoon. How?” reply Afkar gave advice.

“Seriously? Want to meet Fira? Thank you, yes,” Zhafira said happily. Not happy because of Afkar, but happy because there is no need to reason strangely to his Papa.

At dinner, Afkar and Zhafira went out of the room together and found that both of his parents were there.

“Syara, is this really lo?” zhafira asked as she held Syara's cheek.

Zhafira did not expect, it turns out that Syara had risen from her slump because she was left by Aunt Maya and Om Hexa.

“Syara dong Definitely, Brother. Where there are beautiful women besides Syara here. Careful , take care of your sister's husband, ntar tempted me,” reply Syara.

Zhafira drew closer to Syara's ear whispering something, “Take it, I'm not interested.”

Syara glared sharply at Zhafira and pulled Zhafira's shoulder, “Kak, this is a wedding, not a courtship story. Don't tell me that, try to forget Daffa and love your husband or I'll take it someday.”

“Bawel deh lo, Deck!” zhafira.

“You guys why whisper?” ask Mama Latifah.

“This, Tan. Kak Fira said she wanted Syara's future husband spec Kak Afkar,” replied Syara origin.

“Heh, please. I'm looking for Papa, you also ask nyariin with me,” reply Zhafira.

“Well, this, means it's comfortable dong with her husband. What is your choice of Om Fadlan, Kak?” Syara became more and more upset Zhafira at once.

“Dek, again by the way, brother key lo in the room deh!” exclaim Syara.

“Gue didn't say anything, Brother. But, I want it, kak Afkar diem-diem bae. Toothache, Brother?”

“Diem deh, Deck. Do not nularin bavel lo disease. Danger if it hit people,” Zhafira reply made Syara scowl annoyed.

“Udah, let's eat,” says Papa Fadlan mediates.

Zhafira took food for Afkar.

“Thank you,” said Afkar.

“Kak Afkar,” call Syara.

Afkar just looked.

“Kak Afkar's voice is too soft for Kak Zhafira's gluduk sound!” syara's chirps upset Zhafira.

“Udahlah, let's eat. Later bother your sister, yes, Syara. Now we eat first,” reply Mama Latifah.

“Mama ... ” said Zhafira when he knew his mother defended Syara.

Syara got up from her seat approaching Zhafira, “Relax, Brother. Although gini-gini, I love you the same. Well yes same husband, do not make Kak Afkar careless look at the behavior of his brother. Kak Fira is the best sister for Syara.”

They had dinner without any more conversation. After eating, Zhafira stared at Afkar, a sign that this was the right time to discuss their departure tomorrow.

“What's up, son? Why are you looking at each other? Any questions or concerns?” asked Papa Fadlan who turned out to be aware of the behavior of the two of them.

“Hmm .. here, Pa. If Afkar permission to take Zhafira to Jogja can not?” ask Afkar.

“Ke Jogja, what? How long?”

“Ka‐we .. want a honeymoon, Pa,” Afkar replied looking down.

“OK, papa allow, anyways Zhafira it is now your responsibility. How many days are you guys going?” ask Papa.

“Alhamdulillah tomorrow Afkar can rest up to five days, Pa,” Afkar reply.

“Okay, you guys get ready. Tickets and hotels let Papa find.”

“Eh, no need, Pa. We'll find it ourselves,” Afkar said unkindly.

“Oh, gapapa. Consider this a wedding gift from Papa and Mama,” Papa replied.

Then, they saw Syara who just passed by to her room.

“Loh, Ra ... Syara!” call Zhafira.

“Syara why the hell, Ma, Pa?” ask Zhafira.

“So please, may still be Maya and Hexa's thoughts,” replied Mama.

Before long, Syara returned with a box that did not know what it contained.

“Kak, listen earlier Om Fadlan love marriage, I just remembered. Three days before we prepare here, me, Mama, and Papa buy this gift for Brother's wedding gift,” said Syara reached out her hand to give the gift box.

“Still, My dear sister!” zhafira cried closer to Shara and hugged her tightly.

“You guys be careful over there huh. Afkar, Mama nitip take care of Zhafira,” Mama's word.

“Sure, Ma.”

“Kak Afkar, please take good care of Kak Fira. If not, Syara will advance first,” Syara told Afkar.

“Forward? Where?” tanya Afkar deliberately tried to invite Syara to joke.

“Ke pelaminan can not do anyway, Brother!” shara cried while laughing.

“Heh, inget. That's already the husband of the man,” reply Zhafira.

“Suami you times!” chirp Mama, Papa, and Syara together.

Syara also approached Afkar, “Kak, this is serious, Kak Fira is our empress. So, don't make our queen cry. Syara wouldn't like to see Fira cry. Remember that!”

Afkar showed a faint smile to see Syara who was fragile, even as if to be a strong shield for Zhafira.

“Syara, sister will also not like if my beautiful princess is crying, Ra!” zhafira exclaimed, moved by Syara's words to Afkar. However, Afkar was nothing to Zhafira.

Elsewhere, Aurel appears to have come to the apartment. He knocked on the door impatiently.

“Open the door!” shout Aurel.

And someone opened the door.

“Why the hell, Beb, disturb people again sleep aja,” grumbled Robert, Aurel's lover.

“Gue again sprained,” said Aurel while entering the apartment and directly into the room to clean his body.

“Lo out shopping yes, Beb, why am I not bought?” robert asked as he looked over what Aurel had bought.

“Gue drained the stupid man's wallet,” Aurel replied with satisfaction.

“Great lo, Beb, now is the time for us to have fun,” said Robert directly carrying Aurel's body and laying on the bed. Heat struggles happen.

In the morning, Afkar and Zhafira were ready to go to the airport. After saying goodbye, Mr. Supri as the family driver Papa Fadlan immediately drove them to the airport.

After waiting an hour, the plane that will take them to Jogja took off from the city of Jakarta.

After traveling approximately 1 hour and 15 minutes, they arrived at YIA airport. They went straight to the hotel that had been prepared in advance by Papa Fadlan.

Arriving at the hotel, after cleaning up Zhafira said she wanted to go to Afkar.

“Eh, emm ... Fira permission to exit first yes,” said Zhafira

“Where are you? Rest first later after lunch we just go,” asked Afkar.

“The delay. Fira wants it now!” zhafira exclaimed to make Afkar unwilling to obey him.