Hello, Ex
Chapter 34
The car Salma and her family boarded began to leave the park area. The sun was still stinging that afternoon, the weather today was good, just as the mood of the Word was inversely proportional before leaving.
Right now, her fingers were adrift sweetly between the fingers of Salma sitting beside her. The man refused to stay away from Salma. It was as if Farhan was going to kidnap his future wife.
For thirty minutes the car drove, Sabda incessantly issued sentences of persuasion. In his heart he wanted to immediately formalize his relationship with Salma.
“Come on, tomorrow you have to go back to Kulonprogo, right? than pacing isn't today better.”
No response was given by Salma, Sabda again voiced. “I have four more days left. There is no time for us to meet.”
“Mas Sabda, don't rush gini. If you have to go back to the jobsite, we can get married when you go home for the next period of time, just relax I will be patient waiting for you, kok.”
The face of Sabda looked disappointed. He was already impatient to bring Salma to live with him. Moreover, the shadow every day taken care of by Salma, will certainly be very pleasant.
“Gini loh, Darling—if we get married on leave this period, it will be better. Because of my plan, next leave I want to take you there, and it takes a lot of preparation, I will be busy nyiapin where you used to live, not to mention busy with work?” The Word tries to find an excuse.
“Something hasty is not good, Mas Sabda!”
“But, good intentions can not be delayed.”
“Haven't kept debating, call your father home!” mr. Arif who secretly heard the commotion the two of them interjected.
“Tuh Pak Arif was just impatient!” whispering next to Salma's ear, she deliberately teased.
“Pak, are you sure? The word is not maxain Father, right?”
“Slightly anyway!" answer Mr. Arif. "Father is worried to see her behavior that does not want to be away from you, dad is depressed and afraid you are pregnant out of wedlock.”
“Mr! There-there's, uh!”
“That's fine, sir! Sabda also fears khilaf.” The word justifies Mr. Arif's remarks, although honestly he will not do anything out of control before they are completely legal to be a married couple.
"So, can I call you to come home, sir?" tanya Sabda made sure again.
"Yes, tell him to come to my house!" mr. Arif replied while patting Salma on the shoulder.
Hearing Mr. Arif's answer, Sabda was busy calling Mr. Ageng. So that later, when they arrive at Mr. Arif's house, Mr. Ageng has arrived there.
In the rest of the trip, Salma asked for a place exchange with his mother he chose to sit on the back bench with Mr. Arif. He asked for details about the seriousness of Mr. Arif who wanted to marry him to the Word.
While Bu Deva, who sat beside Sabda, warned his son-in-law, after seeing Sabda finished with his phone call. “Those household problems will come in turn, Sabda. If possible any problems talk about it carefully!” said it.
“Iya, Mom. Sorry if it was the effect of the Word ninggalin Salma. But honestly Sabda intends to finish it after returning to Java. But, the wrong word prediction—Salma actually filed for divorce to the religious office.”
Ms. Deva looked back. “You too, Sal! Don't be rash, I don't want to see you make the wrong decision! And again for Mrs habiba—
“Take it easy, Mom. Sabda will take care of it!” sela Sabda, did not want her future father-in-law to think too much about her mother.
Sabda nodded, then slammed into Deva's arms. He seemed to find the warmth of the affection of a mother who had lost several years in her life.
The car they were riding in arrived at Mr. Arif's house. Farhan reported that Aundy who had been in his car was sleeping. He could not bear to wake the little girl.
Word, who did not want Farhan to enter Salma's room, quickly carried Aundy and brought him into the house.
“Salma, Mr. Arif—ibu, Farhan directly back to Malang only.”
“No tea, son? Poor mom and dad must be exhausted.” Bu Deva tries to hold Farhan's departure.
“No need, Mom. It just so happened that Farhan got a call in, there was a problem that Farhan had to solve.”
“Oh, yes already. Be careful, Farhan boy. Don't hesitate to mess around in our hut. I will always pray the best for you.” Bu Deva patted Farhan's arm.
Farhan smiled knot. “Thank you, Ma.”
“Ati-ati, Mas!” timpal Salma answered a nod of the head by Farhan.
The three of them wait for Farhan's car to get away from the location of Mr. Arif's house. Not even the car sped far away, there was another car that stopped in front of the house.
When the car door was open, it was seen Mr. Ageng coming out of the car in white. The man looks so sprightly and neat with batik clothes attached to his body. Her hair looked misty, the scent of perfume instantly as fragrant as piercing Salma's sense of smell. The woman quickly approached, and kissed the back of her future-in-law's hand. By pleasantry asking for news.
Salma was relieved to see the two fathers throwing hugs at each other. “Sorry, I can't bring her mother Sabda—but trust me she won't dare to hurt Salma again. Me and the Word will take care of Salma and Aundy.”
“Brought in his guest, sir. Let me prepare the food first.”
Mr. Arif nodded, but did not bring Mr. Ageng into the house. He let his wife go first.
“So what's true, Sabda is getting married today?” ask Mr. Ageng. It would be a shame if he misinterpreted the information conveyed by the Word. Mr. Ageng glanced at Salma when he never heard the answer.
“What's not too rushed, sir?” ask Salma. “We ourselves minimal preparation.”
“I don't think so, Salma. The Word has prepared everything. Marriage requirements are complete there is a bride, dowry, the same guardian. So why postponed again?”
Salma grew dizzy, hearing that answer. It seems that Mr. Ageng is also in line with Sabda who wants to immediately formalize their relationship.
“Log in first! we can talk about this inside.”
Mr. Arif led them into his house. Remembering it will soon enter Maghrib time. In addition, it is also not good if their chat until heard by neighbors.
After long deliberations in Arif's house. Finally, they agreed to carry out the marriage contract after prayers in the mosque closest to the house of Mr. Arif.
Salma had to give up, she could not prevent the desire of the Word who wanted to return to have it.
