Marriage Line Husband

Part 4: Wife candidates?

...If our hearts are heavy to glorify others, at least keep the verbal insulting others~Al-Habib Zainal~...

"Umi disagrees if Fariz is in a match with Liza!"

Umi Fardah got up from her seat. Abah Hasan and Fariz looked up at Umi Fardah.

"What's the matter, Mi? Though it's good that Fariz is in a match with Liza. Especially Muhsin close friend Abah," said Abah Hasan.

Umi Fardah shook her head slowly."Abah forgot, if Liza was a widow? Umi did not want Fariz to marry the young widow. What would people say if they knew our son was marrying Liza! There are many other girls out there."

"The widow was only Umi's status, having no effect on Fariz's life after marrying Liza. Umi don't listen too much to people's bad words" said Hasan.

"Already Umi, do not fuss about this. I also agreed that I would be in a match with Liza and I have no problem with her status now. There's no harm in accepting this match." Now Fariz opened his voice, making Umi Fardah silent for a moment.

"But Umi doesn't like Liza. Women who are so introverted and can't get along like most other women. Umi just doesn't want you to regret it the next day after marrying Liza." Umi Fardah once again refused.

"There will be no remorse if married for the purpose of worship because of God. When you are a mate, God has many ways to unite it, Mi. Even though people look bad at Liza because of her status, it won't make me shake to make her my wife..."

Umi Fardah was shocked to hear her son's words. How could Fariz easily accept the status of Liza who was a widow? Is there no other woman besides Liza to make a wife? Umi Fardah's chest rumbled because of the anger that was stirring in her chest.

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Liza kept her foot down the deserted looking streets. The woman's eyes looked puffy and the veil she was wearing looked wet in part. She had just come from her husband's grave. It has become a habit for Liza once a week to make a pilgrimage to the tomb of Danu.

Sometimes the longing that was so intense and unbearable again made her visit the grave of her husband to let go of the longing, although not completely the longing was treated except for a direct meeting.

Liza's narrowed eyes watched from a distance some young people were gathering and sitting on the side of the bridge. The woman's steps stopped. The gaze of Liza's eyes rolling, she deliberately set off early in the morning to the tomb of her husband so that when she returned home did not cross paths with men. I don't know, Liza tried to avoid if she met or crossed paths with men.

Liza closed for a moment. He again stepped his feet, if there was another way maybe He would not pass the road that there are men. Shame and fear mixed into one in his mind at this moment.

The woman lowered her head as she passed by the three young men who were now staring at her. Liza further accelerated her footsteps. Both of the woman's hands were squeezing her robe.

"Where are you going? It's so fast" said one of the three seductive youths.

Liza paid no heed to the words she was hearing now. Most importantly, he must go home.

"No need to rush." Ardi pulled Liza's wrist a little rough, making the woman turn around facing Ardi with such a close distance.

Cold sweat soaked all over Liza's body.

"Take me off." said Liza raspingly. He tried to release Ardi's hand on his wrist.

"Not to be afraid. We won't mess around." said one of them who looked at each other with a grin.

The three young men stood around Liza who could not hold back her tears from fear.

"When she is still beautiful and young, why still hold alone with the status of a widow, hmm? Moreover, his clothes are now very closed after becoming a widow," Ardi told his friends.

"Are you not thirsty caresses from men, hmm? After your husband died." Now Ardi again made his speech to Liza.

"So that's what you said! Not that because of my current status, you can just say that!" liza's jolt looked up at Ardi behind a covering that only showed her eyes.

This time the woman could not stand still when she was humbled by the disgusting words that came out of Ardi's mouth.

The three youths laughed making Liza's forehead wrinkle.

"It turns out you can be angry too," said Ali who poked Liza's chin covered with a veil and immediately brusque tepis by the woman.

"Don't touch me." Liza rewinds her steps when Ardi releases her hand checks. The faces of the three young people suddenly changed as they looked ahead.

Liza seemed to flinch when she felt like she was hitting something behind her. He immediately turned around and his eyes widened to look at Fariz who was now standing firmly in front of him. The man's eyes looked straight ahead staring intently at the three young men.

"Aren't you taught how to respect a woman and not act so brazenly?" said Fariz flat. However, there was clearly a look of anger on his face.

While Liza immediately hid behind Fariz's sturdy body. The woman's body trembled perfectly due to the fear and cold sweat that soaked her face. If her husband were still around, she would not get this kind of treatment from another man. He felt dirty in touch by Ardi and his friend even though only a small touch.

"You don't have to interfere with our business! Especially being a hero of bad luck," said Ardi as if mocking Fariz who hardened his jaw.

"It is precisely because you have dared to touch it that this will be my business" Fariz replied.

"What is your relationship with Liza? Huh uh?! Or you also want this young widow to be nikma__"

Bugh

Fariz's raw bogeman lay it right in Ardi's jaw which immediately fell to the ground. Liza was surprised to see it. Fariz advanced forward and pulled the rough collar of Ardi's clothes which looked grimacing in pain.

"How dare you touch me, just look at what I'm going to do with your friend" Fariz said as Ali came forward to deliver a blow to him.

Ali who heard that immediately took a few steps back, undoing his intention to attack Fariz. Especially seeing Ardi who looked in pain.

"Arrg.sa-sick.." ringis Ardi as Fariz gripped his neck.

"Listen to my fine words, Liza is my future wife. Once again you and your friends dare to touch my future wife, just be prepared, I will teach you more than this can even throw you all into prison..." hiss Fariz is full of threats to Ardi. The man pushed Ardi rough until he fell back to the ground.

Ardi held her neck which was painful and numb.

"My mouth" Fariz told Liza. The man first stepped out his feet leaving the three young men. Liza quickly caught up with Fariz.

Fariz rode his parked motorcycle not far from the bridge.

"Let's go up." Fariz glanced at the rear motor seat. While the woman immediately boarded Fariz's motorbike. He was afraid that Ardi and his friends would come back to disturb him if he refused Fariz's offer.