
Naila told her father that she and Salman loved each other, and they wanted to get married so as not to fall into sin because they were dating. He also told her that Adit had harassed her. Naila had to lie to her father if she and Salman loved each other. He just wanted to convince his father. After hearing Naila's explanation, Faisal again asked.
"Who's Salman?"
"In-he's my friend from Elementary School, Dad!"
"Why is he in Jogja? If she's still with you, she's definitely still in college, Nai?" Faisal asked his daughter a question.
"He's working, Dad! Even I work at his place."
"Did he intentionally follow you to Jogja? Since when did you guys get into a relationship?"
"We never dated, Dad! Hence, we want to commit to avoiding immorality."
"Looks like you're so sure, Nai! He doesn't mind your status?"
"No, I've been honest with him, Dad!"
"All right, tell his parents! I want to see them tonight!"
"But why tonight, Dad?"
"How are you? He said he wanted to get married? I don't want to make any more mistakes! If you're sure why I'm delaying again?"
"Yes, Dad! I'll call Salman."
He sent a chat to Salman. He delivered his father's message. He also told his father about his lies about their feelings.
Naila POV
Actually I didn't lie about my feelings for Salman. I would love to say that I have loved her for a long time. But I have no courage. I hope my decision to marry her is not wrong. I don't want to mess with the wedding. Salman has convinced me of that. That means he is ready to go.
Salman POV
You could have lied to your father about how you felt, Nindi. But I can't lie about my feelings for Mom and Dad. I loved you from a long time ago. Your name is mentioned in every prayer. I hope that with this marriage, you can feel my true feelings.
At 6 p.m., Salman and his parents set off for the restaurant where they would meet Naila and her parents.
Naila and Faisal were already waiting for their arrival. The distance between the restaurant and the boarding house is not too far away. So he and his father could have gotten there first.
"We order food when they come, Nai!"
"Yes, Dad."
Tonight Naila wears a light pink tunic and a black plisket skirt and a pink rectangular headscarf with floral patterns. With natural make-up, she looks beautiful and graceful. Faisal watched his daughter who looked very nervous at this time. She smiled slightly as she saw Naila bite her finger.
Suddenly Naila's HP rang. He immediately grabbed it.
"Hallo!"
"Nin, I'm here! Which table are you at?"
"On the 2nd floor, table number 50."
"Okay, we'll be there soon."
Salman closed his call.
"Dad, Salman and his parents have arrived."
"Yes, don't be nervous!"
Shortly thereafter Salman and his parents reached the 2nd floor and underwent the table in question. It is not difficult to find table number 50, because it is located near the restaurant blankon.
"Sorry for long!" Haris told Faisal and Naila.
Faisal and Naila got up and stood up. Naila kissed the backs of Salman's parents' hands.
"Include me Haris, Salman's parents! This is my son, Salman! And this is my wife, my mother Salman, her name is Raisya."
Deg
Faisal and Raisya were stunned. They have not met for a long time. And this time they had to be reunited because of their children.
"Bun!" Tegur Haris's.
"How are you, Mas?" Raisya greeted Faisal.
"Ba-well, Raisya!"
"Do you know each other?" Ask Haris, curious.
"Yes, Mas Faisal is Mas Rendy's friend, Dad!"
"Oh.. yeah-yeah! I didn't expect Naila to be your son! Though we are from the same city, but our children meet us in Jogja." Haris.
They order food and drinks according to taste. After dinner they finished. They .began discussing Salman and Naila.
"We don't want to talk about Mr. Faisal! As parents we want the best for the kids, Mr. Faisal must be, right?"
"Yes, Mr. Haris."
"Salman wants to marry Naila. They have known each other since SD. They are young, but I am sure they are old enough to be married. Than they sinned, didn't they, Mr Haris?"
"Yes, Mr. Faisal. But Naila's still in college, doesn't Nak Salman mind?"
"Of course not, Om! I've thought about it carefully." Salman replied firmly.
"Sorry, Son Salman! As a parent I want to make sure first. Because getting married is not a game or a race. You didn't make a mistake, did you?"
"N-no, Om! I swear by nothing, I never messed with Naila. I know the limits! because anyway, I have a sister. And even more so, this Mother of mine, always taught me to look after and respect women."
"Raisya, you're really lucky to have a complete family. Children who are well educated. Not like you who failed to be a husband and father." Inner Faisal. He glanced at Raisya.
"Ehm! Mr. Faisal, you don't have to worry about Naila's life going forward! I know you are a pretty capable person. Salman already has his own business despite just pioneering. But I assure you he's a responsible man, just like his father. Hahaha...." Said Haris while laughing to cool the atmosphere.
"I believe that, Mr. Haris! Responsibility is the most important. It's just that I still have my doubts, do you and Raisya still want to accept Naila if they know her status?"
"meaning?" Ask Haris.
"Did Salman not tell you?"
The Shasana stiffened, Sakman and Naika just foam down keoala.
"Sorry, Naila was married, and divorced 7 months ago."
"What?" Haris surprised. Beitukula Raisya, but he can still control himself.
"Naila became the substitute bride for her sister. It was my fault as a parent. Sorry I can't tell you what the details are. The point is I don't want your family to be disappointed if it knows Naila's status from someone else."
"Do you know that, Salman?" Ask Haris to her son.
"Yes, I already know, Dad! I don't mind that. The status is clear! Why am I having problems with her past? Didn't you think so too?"
"Good! I'm proud of you! Maintain your stance!" Haris patted his son's shoulder.
"You heard it for yourself, Mr. Faisal! Our son doesn't mind, so we'll support his every decision."
"Thank God, thank you! I'm so glad to hear it."
"When do you go back to Surabaya? We'll apply for Naila at your house."
"I'll be home tomorrow. One more week Naila's coming home, because it's midterm."
"All right, wait for us one more week! We'll call you later."
"Yes, Mr. Haris! Thank you." Thank you."
"I'm also grateful, sir!"
Raisya just gave a smile to Faisal. They finally came home. Haris forces Faisal to join their car. Faisal and Naila return to the boarding house with them.
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