Married Wrong
Chapter 17 Concerns
Other places ...
In the city of Tasikmalaya ...
Tasikmalaya, a small town of a million stories... That too he said! Santri city. Uphold the value of religious norms. The majority embraced the religion of Islam. And of course El has been told about the value of his honor.
the hometown of Ima Nanda Pratama is none other than the wife of Nanda Pratama. Located in C , Kampung S, with a famous tonjong waterfall haunted by locals.
The 3 middle-aged people were talking about a problem that did not know until when it would be revealed.
After several years of treatment in people, finally both were allowed to go home because the circumstances had made it possible to return to their original cities.
They decided to go home by staying in this town. Although it is hard to leave his beloved daughter.
"Bah." Call Ima by walking up to the 2 men with a tray filled with snacks.
Nanda also looked. "Yes Mah?"
"What about our son El? I miss him tea," The two sighed heavily with Ima's words. Nanda answered all of Ima's concerns.
"Yes Papa understands, Papa is also missing, here see the portrait of our little daughter, has grown up." Throwing his phone away.
"Yes, dear beautiful she is."
Nanda also looked at the Imam with haru, his friend and confidant. As the Imam knew he would look at Nanda, he moved from his seat and brought documents about El's daily life.
"Look at your girl's good at hiding." Reveal it to Nanda by giving a map containing daily documents El.
After reading Nanda's frown, he asked for an explanation about the photo of the man next to El.
"It seems like my niece likes your girl." With a sad face, he bowed his head.
The priest felt guilty for allowing his nephew to love a girl like El who might not be worthy of Antonio.
"You why? This is very nice, isn't it? So I calmed down even though I did not return to the capital though," The priest raised his face by looking at Nanda.
"It's okay he's a responsible guy I'm sure he'll take care of my girl,"
"Yes, Imam, do not feel we will not bless, we are both human. If what is used as a treasure for us is wrong." Ima chimed in on their conversation.
"Then I mean, what is the clever Imam to hide?"
"Your little girl already knows who is the enemy in your family, so she secretly went to college just to lure them in with no supervision from us."
"Yaaloh Pah." Ima hugged Nanda's hand tightly spilling her grief. Nanda also gently rubbed the head of Ima to calm down.
"You take it easy there's Galih and my men are always watching over your daughter."
"Now that my nephew Antonio has returned from out of town, he has handled your project there, and I have assigned my people to tell him to come here before my house" said Imam at length.
"Hm." With Nanda still rubbing the head of Ima.
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Airports...
When the handsome man came out of the plane, dragged the suitcase he was holding and down the stairs, he was already greeted by the Imam's men.
"Sir." He bent his body.
"Do I have to see them before I go back to my house?" ask the man.
"Yes sir."
They walked into the car that was going to travel, Antonio also called someone to tell him that he had arrived.
"Assalamualaikum, is your master back? I'll pick you up soon,"
"Wa'alaikumsalam, no need, I have business. Please keep an eye on El, don't tell my niece!" his orders to Galih.
"Okay sir,"
The phone connection was cut off. Antonio sighed and stared at the ceiling of the car, relaxing his tired body after the trip.
Antonio opened the car door and lowered his foot to step on the red-colored ground, his eyes catching him there and there with a faint smile on their backs.
A view she had never seen in the City. He breathed as much air as he could, admiring the beauty of the universe created by Alloh Swt.
The cold temperature pushed his body into the suit he was wearing, you can imagine this city is still beautiful, still fresh and not exposed to pollution.
The 3 middle-aged also seemed to welcome the arrival of Antonio, 2 men who looked old but a handsome impression was still attached to the face of the two. 1 Women who are still Ayu by wearing a negligent impression of a simple person attached in all three.
"Wilujeng sumping is grouped in caseps," a warm sundanese-language greeting was uttered from the mouth of the beautiful woman.
"Assalamua'laikum's chat... " Greet Antonio to the three by kissing the back of his third hand.
"Wa'alaikumsalam," answered the three in unison.
They entered the house together, Antonio took a short break.
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After undergoing prayers jama'ah isya in their mosque they also had dinner together. The simple impression is really attached to the self of the three. It is only fitting that they are very comfortable and refuse to leave this village. After dinner.
"Anton how's the company?"
"Everything smoothly uncle, but. "Anton's answer hangs.
"Why?" exclaim the three in unison.
"El uncle, it seems like the comfort zone will be almost exhausted for us to enjoy" he explained softly.
"I want to ask you for your blessing so that I can take care of El 24 hours full of uncle, master, mistress," he asked for blessing on the three middle-aged.
All three are just smiling. "May marry soon" said Ima with a smile.
they also talked to El.
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Cantor...
The look on the face now has his jaw hardened and emotionally ignited. The heart of the owner of his love.
"Where do you have something I want to ask you!" His orders with great emphasis.
"Well wait for me to dicaffe the usual place!" answer it gently.
Phone's over. And now both are sitting dicaffe with serious discussion.
"How is Miss El's behavior today different?"
"My people say he's crying in Mr. Willy's office!"
"And Miss El was hurt? why is it like that?" explain it by asking questions. Instantly his eyes were perfectly round his mouth gaping a sign he was shocked by his question.
"One-on-one ask, I dizzy to answer which one first," he decanted with a fire of jealousy.
Silent! I don't know Galih was too worried about his nonanya, until the idol was bombarded with questions. Galih also began to touch his fingers gently.
"Don't be jealous? From the first I have explained my priority, which is my young lady." God, by swiping the woman's chin.
It seemed like his heart was fed up with the behavior of the man before him, he wanted only himself to be a priority, but it was all just wishful thinking. Is it not natural to be jealous? The answer is natural that it is human.
"What?!" screech with a ketus.
Instantly from there there was a person who was observing the movements of these lovers.
What exactly is their relationship? Is it a lover's partner? It's romantic, I'm envious. I guess their relationship wasn't just a job. It involves feelings!.
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