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"Om, aunt, I'm sorry for making such a fuss" Githa said as they returned to their seats.
There was actually a sense of awe in Harnum's mind when he saw Githa bravely defending her pride. But he quickly banished that sense given the social status of the Githa family that was not at his level.
"It's all happened. Next time you have to be able to withstand emotions, do not be rash like before" said Harnum jutek.
Githa simply replied with a bitter smile. He did not feel guilty at all and did the right thing to defend his pride because he was called a cheap woman. If only called a village woman or uneducated, Githa would not be as furious as before.
"You're not wrong so there's no need to apologize. Precisely earlier you looked very cool," Ali said while gently stroking Githa's shoulder and chuckling.
Githa laughed and for a moment they looked at each other with a deep gaze that only the two of them could interpret.
"Hmmhhmm!! Enough of his views. Let's quickly finish your meal," said Mr. Abdul aware of the two people who were sitting in front of him.
After they finished, they left the restaurant to the parking lot. Ms. Harnum invites Ali and Githa to join a car with him because there is something important to say. Ali agreed, he called the restaurant manager and asked one of his staff to drive his car. Shortly a security man sent by the manager came to Ali and Githa who were still standing outside.
Ali opened the car door and asked Githa to enter first because there was something Ali wanted to convey to the security. Actually, Githa was reluctant to enter first because there was Abdul and Fatma sir inside, but because Ali continued to force him to finally obey.
"Please take my car with me to accompany this car" Ali asked as he pointed at his parents' car that would be in his vehicle.
"Okay sir." replied security.
After giving enough direction to the security, Ali immediately got into the car, sat behind the wheel and began to drive at moderate speed.
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"Why does it feel to sit there? Already feel like madam Ali yet?" sindir ma'am Harnum.
When she found out about Githa's background, Harnum wanted to abuse her, but she refrained from making a fuss at the restaurant. Therefore he deliberately asked Ali and Githa to come to his car because he wanted to vent all the anger that had been in his custody since.
"Please be self-aware! You don't deserve Ali! A woman like you just wants to use my son! Quickly tell me how much money you want? I'll give it as long as you get away from Ali!" tell Fatma with explosive emotions.
"Enough ma! If mam.." Ali's speech was interrupted because it was cut by Githa.
"Let's not protest you! Mama has often warned you to look for a partner who is similar to us! It could fall in the dignity of our family if you were to twice marry a lowly woman! He just wants to use you, son!" bu Harnum said full of emphasis.
Even though Githa was used to hearing such insults, there was still pain in her heart every time she was treated arbitrarily. Ms. Harnum did not call her a cheap woman, but thought of her as a double-eyed woman who would take advantage of Ali.
Githa really wanted to argue with Miss Harnum. But out of respect for Ali, he chose to be quiet and withhold the turmoil of his anger.
"Mas, can you stop for a second?" githa asked quietly but could still be heard by Ali.
Ali looked back and asked, "Can, but what do you want?"
"Try seeing! He has already dared command you even in front of us, your parents!" said the original Harnum ma'am who deliberately cornered Githa.
"Mas, please stop now!" pinta Githa slightly pressed her voice.
Ali pulled the car over.
Githa took off her seat belt and wanted to get out immediately but quickly got her hand choked by Ali.
"Click don't go, it's late and it looks like it's going to rain" Ali said, shaking his head slowly.
"Al is now Al! It's good that he's self-conscious!" bu Harnum.
"Son Githa, we'll be home soon. Om ask you to be patient and let Ali take you home," said Mr. Abdul who finally opened his voice.
Mr. Abdul did not want to defend Githa or agree with Ms. Harnum's opinion, only that he avoided debate. After all if denying his wife is free, they will definitely fight and that's what he tries to avoid. Mr. Abdul believes that Ali can certainly get through this as he used to when he asked for blessing with Maryam, his late wife.
"Please! Please let me out!" pinta Githa shouted a little.
Githa had not had time to fall suddenly rain water one by one fell and began to wet the car glass Mr. Abdul. Githa remained muddled with her decision, she immediately opened the door and dashed out through the torrential rain.
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