LOVE FOR IZZA

He's a Doctor

The atmosphere in the bride's house looks great. At exactly 9:30 Rizal said his kabul ijab.

"Saahhh.... " Shouted them all.

The mood is so excited. Izza wiped her tears. Not just once but many times.

Arlan seemed to notice him from earlier. From the moment Rizal was about to say akad, it appeared that Izza was squeezing his hand restlessly. On the word "Well" Izza seemed to cry. They sat separately and crossed each other, making Arlan more free to look at him.

"does she remember her ex-husband... "

After the contract and process of twin mayangan. The event was getting lively with the presence of impromptu singers who played their voices. Izza so enjoyed the song that most of the Javanese language was kicked quite loudly in the accompanying jokes of people on the stage.

"Can you sit.. ?"

Izza turned his head to look at Arlan's arrival beside him.

"Please.. "

After getting permission, Arlan rested his butt on the seat right next to Izza.

Izza seemed to be taking his papa record on stage singing the song didu kempot.

"You don't eat.. ?" Tanya Arlan opened the conversation.

"Later.. " Izza had a glimpse.

"Would I get you.. ?" Bargain Arlan.

Izza frowned turning his head back towards Arlan.

"No need, thank you.. "

Arlan was confused as to what else. Izza was busy recording his papa.

After Fahat finished singing, Izza stopped the recording and looked at some of the photos she had taken. He'll send it to his sister.

Fahat had seen Arlan coming next to his daughter's chair from the stage. When he came down he chose not to approach Izza. His daughter wants to or starts to open her heart to another man.

Izza looked forward and looked around looking for his papa. But not visible. He immediately got up from sitting down.

Arlan was quite surprised to see Izza suddenly wake up.

"Where are you going.. ?"

Izza turned to Arlan and then returned to the front.

"Finding papaku.. "

"Ohh your papa. Maybe he's in the toilet. Sit down, he must be here after the business is done.. "

Izza was silent and seemed to think, maybe there was a point in what the person beside him said.

He finally returned to self-occupation.

"Ekhemmmm we haven't met, what's your name, miss.. I'm Arlan..?" Arlan extended his hand.

Izza looked at her for a while then raised both of her hands to the front of her chest .

"Izzas.. "

Arlan smiled, pulling his hand back. Not expecting though most widows are a little shorted but not with Izza who looks a little distance with the opposite sex.

"Miss Izza... Where do you live if you know.. ?"

"Call Izza only .. No need Miss.. "

"Ohh well. . sorry.. So where do you live Izza..? "

"You are too Formal Mr. I live in batam.. "

Arlan was amazed to see Izza's fleeting smile.

"Beautiful"

"Feasy.. ?" Izza knitted his brows in confusion.

"Ekhh no-no max I Batam is a beautiful city.. Where is Izza.. ?"

"Nagoy.. " Answer Izza origin.

"Ohh... Nagoya. I have a brother also in batam in Batu Aji.. "Arlan's War.

Izza just nodded and looked back in front.Rupanya papa is already on the food stand.

He immediately woke up to his bag.

"I'll excuse you, Mr. Arlan.. "

"Ohh please.. " With a heavy heart Arlan stood paving the way for Izza.

Arlan stays behind for Izza's departure until the woman stops near her papa. He pulled his lips thin.

"Pretty pretty and attractive, but why should a widow God... " I regret it and sit back to eat the food that had not been touched.

Suddenly the host called his name to go up on stage to present the song. Arlan looked puzzled, staring at the surroundings who were looking towards him.

"Let's Doctor Arlan. This is a direct request from both brides .." Speak the host.

Fahat turned to Arlan and pointed his thumb. The confused Arlan began to stand up and step towards the stage.

In his heart he cursed at Rizal and Lena who had made him the center of attention.

"He's a Doctor.. ?" Izza asked when she saw Arlan go on stage.

"Yes.. " Fahat applauded Arlan.

"Do you know... ?" Izza turned to his papa who seemed to be smiling widely.

"Yes.he's Rizal's theme. Sama was known to papa. Why.. ? you know him.. ?"

Izza lowered his head, "We've just met. But I didn't know he was a doctor.. "

"What if he's a doctor.. ??" Fahat looked at his daughter.

"I. I'm just a little uncomfortable. I know the doctor." Izza bowed down.

Fahat rubbed his daughter's shoulders gently.

"Zaa.not all doctors are like Aldi.. "

"Thank you, host. And I Say Happy new life to my heroes Rizal and Lena.. May sakinah mawaddah warohmah.. Aamin. Immediately make me pound bro.. !!" His claws were immediately greeted by the laughter of all the people and the sharp gaze of the bride and the Rizal's oath of absorbency.

"Ok. with this mediocre sound. Let me present a song to a couple there who look smiling, but their hearts are swearing at me.. "

Everyone laughed again, and some even broke.

"May the audience not have ear pain to hear my voice.. " Arlan approached the musician to recite his song.

All seemed amazed to see Arlan who looks dapper with his batik shirt actually sing a java-banyuwangian song.

Izza only understands a little meaning of the lyrics of the song, he does not really understand the Javanese language of the timuran. Arlan's gaze occasionally headed towards him. And Izza quickly lowered his head.