I'm taking you off, Mas!

Holding Back the Longs

Finding Yara who was so worried about him, Erza grew powerless to resist the longing. Though Mama Anggi had warned Ezar they should not often meet first. Because of course there will be a debate on the two brides if they often meet.

"Ah, no one's seen you for a while" Erza thought. The man immediately turned his car towards Bu Haryani's house.

Yes, until now Yara lived with Bu Haryani. The woman who had contributed to Yara did not allow Yara to stay alone.

Before reaching her destination, Erza stopped her vehicle when the man saw a flower shop on the side of the road. Not forgetting a bouquet of beautiful flowers.

"Beautiful flowers are for beautiful women" said Erza, kissing a red rose in her hand.

Gts ... Gts ... Gts ...

The sound of knocking on the door of her room made Yara's daydream scatter. The smiling woman herself put down her wedding dress.

"What meda?" Bu Haryani asked as she walked into Yara's room. Bu Haryani's view leads to a wedding dress given by Mama Anggi Yara's future in-laws who are on the bed.

"Ah, just relax, Mom! Just finished trying on this wedding dress," said Yara while tidying up the shirt.

Bu Haryani sits on the edge of Yara's bed.

"How's the size? Pas no?"

"That's a big deal, Mom! The dress is pretty too. I like! Simple but luxurious impressed," said Yara.

"This project has not been completed long ago. Mama Anggi asked for a dress design for her future daughter-in-law at that time, even though she did not have a female candidate at all. Just preparation, he says. Uh, it turns out that even you are the son-in-law of Anggi," exclaimed Bu Haryani happily. "I don't think it could be a coincidence. At the time Anggi was asking the right size for the dress to be made. Mother is about the size of your body that mother is given. This wedding dress is for you. It's a coincidence, isn't it?" Bu Haryani looked in disbelief.

Yara sat down next to Bu Haryani. The two women exchanged thoughts and told each other the other that night.

"I don't think you're gonna leave this house soon, Ra. It feels like you just stayed here yesterday! A new mom feels like she has a daughter. Even mother has not had a close acquaintance with Dhiya your son. If you leave, the house will be deserted again!" Bu Haryani said sadly. The woman had considered Yara like her own child.

"I'll always call mom if I come with Erza." Yara tried to calm Ms. Haryani down.

"You have to let me know."

The two smiled then hugged each other to pour out their affection for each other.

"Ra," call Bu Haryani in doubt. The woman wanted to ask Yara something. But fear made Yara sad again.

"What, Mom?" Sahut Yara's.

"If you're married to Erza, it means your guardian is still your real father, right?" Bu Haryani asked in doubt as she spoke.

Yara smiled obliquely then shrugged both of her shoulders. "Come, Ma. If I can, I just ask to be represented by someone else. Let's just say he's dead" Yara replied, sounding disrespectful about her biological father.

"It can't be like that. In the past when you were married to Afkar may be represented because your father was not known to exist. But right now, he exists. The legal condition of marriage is the guardian of the woman who is with you. Unless your father is dead. You can ask to be handed over by the judge or the brother of your father, Ra." Ms. Haryani explained.

"Then what should I do, ma'am?"

"Meet, he! Even though this hate is still in your heart, you still need her permission. He's the one who's more entitled to marry you to Erza."

"We'll see, Mom. I don't want to think about papa. There must be a solution to this." Yara stood up and stepped towards the window of her room. He tried to avoid discussing the guardian for his wedding later.

Yara stared blankly out the window.

'Anyone who does not want to marry his or her own biological parent. But this heart still hurts, papa too much to disappoint me. If only papa was not selfish to hide Mas Afkar's identity and help him sincerely. It won't all happen like this!'

Inner Yara was sad. But he quickly denied everything that had passed. Yara did not want to drown again in grief. He did not want to disappoint Erza. A man who helped him a lot. The man who will stand by him will achieve happiness.

Bu Haryani stood up and walked over to Yara. "Yes, don't think too much. Rest up!" Tell Bu Haryani while patting Yara's shoulder slowly.

Bu Haryani nodded slowly then walked out of Yara's room. Before you actually get out of that room. Ms. Haryani stopped her steps. "Don't be too tired, remember tomorrow we have an event" Ms. Haryani reminded.

"Yes, Mom," said Yara.

It looks like Bu Haryani from her room. Yara opened the door that led to the balcony of the room. Then walk out of the room. Yara stood up while looking at the beautiful night sky. He smiled as his head looked up at the sky. Tonight the moon and the stars race against each other to radiate their rays. Even the night breeze also adds to the coolness of the night.

"The sky tonight is beautiful! The crescent moon is also beautiful" Yara said, closing her eyes.

"Beautiful than you were that month!" The chirps of a man who was suddenly beside Yara.

Hearing the voice he knew very well Yara immediately turned her head.

"Game!" Yara's shriek as she widened her eyes towards the man beside her.

Erza simply responded with a smile.

A flower he took out from behind his body. Yara who was about to pick up Erza with various chatter was fascinated to see the beautiful bouquet of flowers in Erza's hands.

"What a pretty flower!" yara exclaimed while looking at the rose. "Forku?" Yara pointed at herself.

"Hmmm" Erza immediately gave the flower to Yara.

"Thank you!"

"Everything is less beautiful than you, Ra!"

"Dam, dreadlocks!" Then Yara inhaled the fragrant and soothing fragrance that came from the flower. A sweet smile escaped his lips. That's what makes Yara even more beautiful tonight.

"Well, look even your smile beats the beauty of this flower." Erza is back to teasing Yara.

Yara doesn't seem to care. The woman continued to admire the beauty of the red rose in her hand.

"Why are you here! If Mama Anggi finds out that you're running out, Za!" Yara turned to look at Erza. The man who was currently beside him did not turn his gaze in any other direction at all.

"No problem with my mom. The more problematic it was when holding something back!"

Yara furrowed her brows at Erza's words. "Hold what?" Ask Yara curiously.

"Hold miss!" cetus Erza suddenly made Yara smile in return.

Slowly Erza grabbed Yara's unemployed hand. For one hand holds a bouquet of flowers from him.

Their eyes stared at each other. It clearly looked like that longing in Erza's gaze. The man slowly approached Yara. Yara felt a great nervousness at that moment. Yara is an experienced woman she thinks something will happen to the two of them if their distance is too close.

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To be continued.

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