LOVE OF ORDINARY MEN

Whose wedding?

“What? So you have also been with Nurul?” squeal Olivia.

Seeing the wife who was immediately upset, made Alzam again pull him and want to hug the woman. However, Olivia refused and held Alzam's chest with both hands.

“Jawab first. So really you ever have something like girls?” lissy Olivia.

Instead of direct clarification, Alzam pinched his wife's cheek with anxiety.

“You are always so jealous. Love is just like me?" Alzam Goda.

"But pede. Au ah's. I'm gonna have a snack" Olivia grumbled.

"Honey, Dengerin first my story dong,” exclaimed Alzam.

“Ya has hunted,” says Olivia upset.

His cheeks had even ballooned like puffer fish. It looks more stingy until Alzam was anxious to pinch it first again, before explaining the meaning of his words.

“So the story, it used to be in high school, I once played at Nurul's house. That was my first time there. The intention was just to pinjem package book, because at that time I could not buy books. Mom and Dad no more money to buy me a book package.”

“Pas I went there, happened to be Nuruln just went with his mother, and did not know where, do not know until what time,” said Alzam.

“Well, don't you make that appointment? Phone cake, chat cake,” ask Olivia.

“It happened almost ten years ago, Liv. Mobile phones are not yet available that are easy to buy using credit. HP used to be just the yellow screen already. Just buy a book is nothing else buy HP, right?” Alzam.

“Ehm... Makes sense too. Old generation son yes, Mas. Hehehe...,” led by Olivia.

Alzam who returned anxious to pinch his wife's nose.

“Makanya, do not know if Nurulnya again go. It was just his father. At first I knew Nurul wasn't there, I just wanted to go home. What do you want to try long there. But, his father Nurul even told to enter first. Drink first he said. Want to reject bad dong, I finally entered deh.”

“Well, that's when I was just chatting normally, asked what's my name? Where do you know Nurul? What are my daily activities? So-so. Well then suddenly Pak Kyai asked me to read the Koran, after I said that I used to write that study. Yes, why not. I finally got to watch.”

"Therefore, the truth is almost adhan ashar. Mr. Kyai told me to make an adhan in the mosque deket his house there. Yes I want to. Don't think of anything either and it's common too.”

“Then pray the congregation, continue to run out it does not directly go home. Mr. Kyai is sure I have a chat first in the mosque. At that time he was talking about nature between men and women. Yes I answered I mean. Keep running out because it was late afternoon too, I finally decided to go home. Zonk. I did not meet Nurul, did not get the book, but instead nemenin his father doang,” said Alzam.

“Oh... Since that?” ask Olivia.

“That's why I came home. The next day at school, Nurul came to me and gave me the package book that I wanted to pinjem. I also told his father if I want to minjem doang book. So Nurul asked, yesterday I was just like his father? Because I don't know, so yeah I said no-apain.”

“Terus he nanya again, I was told not to paycheck? Adzan was told? Not asked to pray? Asked about female men? Yes, I answered yes. He's just not even a bitch."

“It turns out, every time there is a guy who plays there alone, or who has the same intention Nurul, always tested with his father. Maybe if the other, a day can finish the cake no longer in the test. It's only because Mr. Kyai knows Leon is still learning, so he's given time to prepare. So it looks very rich people again in the test,” concluded Alzam.

“Ehm... That's yah. Hoaaammmm...,” says Olivia while yawning.

“Udah sleepy?” ask Alzam.

“Eeh,” says Olivia lazy.

“Yes, whereas the nengokin dede,” complained Alzam.

“Hah? Meaning?” ask Olivia.

Alzam looked at Olivia while raising her eyebrows with a mischievous grin. Olivia understood the meaning of her husband.

He then turned his back to Alzam and said, “Yes already, I resigned, Mas.”

Alzam suddenly chuckled and approached, hugging his wife from behind. He dyed his wife's hair and closed his eyes.

“Sleep. I'm tired too. Look at it ajar. Hehehe...,” says Alzam.

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Three days passed, Leon went back to the Nurul family home. But this time, there was something strange because not only Nurul's parents were there, but quite a lot of people were also in the house.

Leon sayup-sayup heard their conversation that sounded so happy. The young man knocked on the door and before long the door opened.

“Assalamu’alaikum. Sorry, Mr kyai is there?” ask Leon.

“Waalaikumsalam. Who's yah?” ask the woman who is a little fat and wears a big abaya.

“I am Nurul,” replied Leon.

“Oh... Invited to this event too? Comein. Soon her bridal party came. Come... Come...,”.

Leon froze immediately. He tried to digest what the woman had just said.

The young man had no choice but to come in. As soon as he stepped his foot inside, it seemed that the room had been transformed into so beautiful with flower decorations in every corner of the room.

A large carpet stretches in the middle of the living room. There was a long table with four pillows sitting there. The table was also decorated with a white lacy tablecloth, as well as decorations from strands of jasmine flowers are so beautiful.

Everyone was seen wearing such beautiful clothes as if an important event was about to take place there. Leon is still looking for someone he knows, but the whereabouts of his father, mother and even Nurul himself are not visible in the crowd.

A housekeeper who recognized Leon, asked the young man to grab a drink and find a seat.

Just now Leon was about to ask the housekeeper, but the sound from the front door, made him freeze again and his voice seemed to be stuck in the throat.

“Her past has come,” excites someone.

Leon immediately looked over. He wondered, Whose marriage is it? Why is Nurul and her family not visible at all?

He was still standing on the spot while trying to look at the situation. The crowd in front again made his heart even more unsettled.

“His groom's entourage has arrived. Quickly call his Pak kyai to welcome the candidate besan,” exclaimed someone.

Leon immediately drowned. His feet could not stand straight on the floor, and almost collapsed if he did not stand near the wall.

The young man clung to one side of the buffet table, while continuing to try to see whose marriage this was.

Is this Nurul's wedding? But why did Mr Kyai tell me to make it here? Is it just going to show me, if Nurul really belongs to someone else? Would Pak Kyai want to tell me if I didn't pantes for his son? leon in my heart.

All the questions came to his mind, why was there suddenly a wedding here. The groom's entourage has entered the house. A manly young man and also looks so dignified, seems to greet Nurul's father and wear a bridal suit. A necklace of jasmine strands was also embedded in his neck.

The man then sat in front of the ruler and also Nurul's father, and was accompanied by two witnesses from each side.

Leon's chest was pounding loudly. Without feeling his eyes began to glaze over and he could not bear any more melts that fell on his cheeks.

While the young man was busy hiding his cries, the ijab qobul was finished being spoken. The word "legitimate" echoed throughout the room from the mouths of the audience.

Leon's sick. Her chest was tight and sliced. He did not expect that the treatment of Nurul's family to him would be this cruel.

In the midst of Leon's heartache, someone said something that made Leon unwillingly raise his face.

“The bride has gone down,” exclaimed one of the people.

“Wah... beautiful,” other timpal.

Hearing that, Leon immediately wiped the remaining melts on his face, and tried to see the figure of the beautiful bride who was said by the people.

He was ready to accept this harsh reality, and tried to strengthen his heart. However, his legs grew limp when he saw the figure of the bride, to make him fall to the ground, because he was no longer able to stand on his own feet.

No way, no way,

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