Is it My fault, If I Desire Heaven..??

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When Fatimah arrived at the cobul Ijab room, everyone's eyes immediately stared at her.

The atmosphere became silent and silent.

Their eyes seemed to reassure who they were seeing.

Especially the big boss.

There was a feeling within him that he did not understand.

I've seen hundreds of women every day, what kind of beauty I've never seen, I'm sure I've seen her. But what is it with me now?, her face I never even saw before, ahh!, it might be her face deformed, but what is this feeling?, the Inner Great Boss felt confused with himself.

"Astagfirullah!," exclaimed the ruler with a firmer, making all who were there turn to look at him.

"Heh!, ughulu!, it's crazy you!," jolted a body guard, but the hulu still looks shocked with the blooming breath.

"From?, did you bring the angel of izrail to fetch me?, O Allah forgive the servant, the servant accidentally entered this place!, the servant was forced, O Allah, sure!," exclaiming the ruler made everyone there look strangely at him.

"From?, this is Fatimah sir!, our bride today," said Mira staring in amazement at the woman who was now standing beside her.

Even the aura of her beauty so amazed everyone, although her face she closed with a veil, the inner Mira.

"really?. Sorry sorry, she is so charming like an angel, all who see her must agree with me, yes already, let's start her cowboy hijab," exclaimed the ruler without guilt.

Fatimah slowly sat down on the chair where she was going to perform the cobul ijab.

For a moment he stared at the man beside him, the man who would become his priest when the cobalt hijab was finished.

A flash of Fatimah's memory recalls when she was first downstairs to the brothel.

He was forced to come there to obey the orders of his sister.

The bad treatment during his time there was still lingering in his memories.

Even he recalled the time when the big Boss wanted to sell it to mister Darji.

But now, she even had to marry a man who made herself so depressed in the past few days.

"How is the bride?, is she ready?" asked the ruler to throw off Fatimah's daydreams.

While the big Boss continued to stare at him questioningly.

"I'm ready" said Fatimah made everyone unexpected especially the big boss himself.

"He agrees?" said several women who did not expect Fatimah's answer.

"If you may know?, what is the reason for accepting him as a husband?," asked the ruler still trying to stop the marriage if he could.

"Allah" said Fatimah to make the big Boss' eyes perfectly round.

"Bulsit!" said Rea from a distance.

"Mbak sure?" asked the ruler again.

"God, God" said Fatimah remembering when he had sought the sincerity of his Istikharah prayer last night.

"I've been trapped here, and I leave everything to Allah Mira, if I rebel not guarantee I will be released, he will ensnare me more and more," fatimah said a long breath.

"And what about the groom-to-be?" asked the ruler to get the big boss back to remember his original plan.

"I am ready, very ready" said the big boss shaking the hand of the ruler.

Not long after the word legitimate echoed in the room.

Once again, the big boss stared at Fatimah who was seen wiping away her tears.

It must have been a cry of regret, stupid as hell as he was, speaking smart-ass just to look solemn in everyone's eyes, the inner Great Boss re-ignited the flames of arrogance within him.

Had you witnessed my marriage, I would have been so happy, at least I would have had more strength this time, the inner Fatimah wiped her tears back.

"Alhamdulillah, now you have officially become husband and wife in the eyes of religion and country," said the ruler with a long sigh worrying about the fate of Fatimah.

"Already, already!, let me drive the father home!, exclaimed the body guard immediately pulled the penghulu stand from his place.

"Astagfirullah!, patient, patient, is it not in my first permission to eat?," complained the ruler immediately got a sharp gaze from the body guards.

"If pengulu sir wants, let me serve, I will bribe in the room," said Lely trying to tease the ruler.

"Astagfirullah, I'll just go home then, hii serem!, I'm still afraid of hell, heat," said the ruler rushed out of the brothel without being escorted by a body guard.

Simultaneously, Fatimah immediately stood up from her seat and grabbed the husband's hand for him to kiss as a sign of his respect welcoming her new status.

This woman, the inner Great Boss was stunned and was again indecisive with her feelings.

Even all the women in the room were shocked and silent.

There was envy in their hearts for not being able to feel the moment of a marriage even though it was a compulsion.

Their lives are surrounded only by striped men who perch and leave every day.

Even their nature of being a mother had almost forgotten since they had entered the house of Bordil.

"Somehow this relationship can exist, no matter what God's plan is for us, but clearly, I've complied with your request, now I'm your responsibility, my actions are your responsibility, what I am now depends on you, I just hope you respect me as your wife as I accept you now as my husband," fatimah said then passed away from the presence of the big Boss who was still trying to digest the words of the woman he intended to destroy it.

"Here is the boss, do not mind the slurping words of the pompous woman, as well as the boss spent the night with us alone," Rea persuaded.

But Rea's seduction wasn't even heard by the big boss.

In the big Boss' mind back then there was only Fatimah's utterance that made his inner being rebel.

"Close the door!, today I am tired," exclaimed the big boss walking away leaving the others.

"Why with the boss?" lamented a astonished body guard.

When he wants to go back to his room.

Inadvertently his gaze led to Fatimah's room.

"Why am I so weak!, I married her to teach her a lesson, so stupid am I!," exclaimed the big boss turning towards Fatimah's room.