Hate for Rena

Marriage contract ???

"I was driving" Zifa snatched the car keys from Varo's hand and made up her mind. Seeing the dazed Varo Zifa worried that they would end up in a highway accident if the car was driven by him.

Varo was silent, he got into the passenger seat to the left of the driver. His hands were not stopping moving, whether it was tidying up his hair, rubbing his face and even tapping on the dashboard of the car. It looks really nervous.

Zifa looked towards Varo. The mischievous idea went back across his mind to tempt Varo.

"Ready mas?" Zifa asked.

Varo just nodded in a daze.

"Later strong yes mas, do not cry, embarrassed there are many other guests" said Zifa tega.

Varo was silent, leaning his head on the back of the chair and closing his eyes.

"The love of you is Varo" said Zifa. But instead of being concerned, the girl was even more eager to heat up the manation.

"Duh can't wait to see sister Rena with her husband, must be very romantic yes, ah they honeymoon where ya mas?" said Zifa nosy.

Varo opened his closed eyes. Staring intently at Zifa, showing his dislike of Zifa's words just now.

"Sstttt, noisy. Silence and concentration drive" Varo stops Zifa's chattering viciously.

Zifa giggled with restraint from seeing Varo's annoyed face.

Almost an hour drive is taken in the middle of a holiday jam. Zifa parked her car in a special guest parking provided by the host.

"Mas Varo, come on" Zifa half forced the seemingly unwilling Varo out of the car.

"Duh y Allah, this is the time, strengthen the servant of Allah" Varo continued to murmur in his heart.

"Let's go" Zifa pulled Varo's hand to get out of the car.

Varo gives up with Zifa's whining that continues to terrorize him. Slowly he stepped up, walking in tandem with Zifa entering the reception room.

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The theme of Aulia and Aldi's marriage contract is familial, warm and exclusive. Not too many invited guests were present, only the closest family was in the room.

Varo kept looking down at his shoes, not since when it became more interesting than the others in the room.

Because he was too nervous, Varo did not realize that there was no Rena family in that place. His mind was covered with sadness, even to just lift his head Varo could not.

Zifa elbowed Varo's arm as three beautiful girls dressed in all-white descended from the second-floor stairs. Two of them were Rena and Aulia. Rena flanked Aulia on the right, and another, Aulia's cousin flanked her on the left.

Varo was amazed to see the complete beauty of Rena. The woman adored her heart so gracefully down one by one stairs. Rena's dress is so perfect like a princess, so is the dress she wears. All that made Varo freeze and could not stop staring at Rena for a while.

"Sstttt, mas that brides people do not look at" Zifa's seduction with ignorant.

Varo jerks. Zifa's words resuscitated him. Varo immediately turned his face and looked back down.

Zifa half-dead resisted the urge to laugh. The expression on Varo's face was so funny and pitiful.

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"I accept marriage and marriage Aulia Putri bint bla bla bla bla with dowry bla bla bla bla" the process of marriage contract runs smoothly with a special shout from the invited guests.

"WELL"

That way it means Aulia and Aldi have become a married couple.

Everyone in the room was happy, but not with Varo. Because so do not want to accept the reality, Varo did not hear the name of who is called in ijab kabul. Varo was busy with his own thoughts, until as everyone shouted legitimately, Varo shed tears of despair.

"Mas" calls Zifa disperse the reverie of Varo.

Varo rubbed his tears that could not be prevented. He didn't want Zifa to see how broken she was right now.

"Kok still sad mas? surely I didn't see the wedding procession" Zifa said with a smile full of meaning.

Varo nodded. I think he wants to get out of that place.

"Nih look" Zifa showed a recording of the marriage contract that had just been running.

"What the hell are you" Varo was provoked by emotion. Zifa seemed to be deliberately tearing at his already deeply wounded heart.

Varo brushed off the hand of Zifa who was still holding him. The room was already too stuffy for him, Varo decided to leave immediately, going as far away as he could.