
"Zahra wants to follow her husband, brother, not war. So you do not have to worry excessively, is not you already sure that Brother Dion is a good young man, brother Dion insyaallah can take care of Zahra. If this kind of brother, it would make it harder for Zahra, she would be confused and feel completely wrong. Zahra is a woman who understands religion, she would prefer to obey her husband, because now her husband is more entitled to her than us and both parents. Our duties have all moved on to her husband. If you miss Zahra, I will often invite Zahra to play here, nginep here. Zahra still lives in Indonesia, in Jakarta, one city with us, if kangen stay cuuusss until deh..."
Zain smiled at his wife's chatter, since when can he act like an adult. Zain released Nadine's hand link, then hugged her from the front.
"Thank you for being in my life, for being my wife and for bearing the fruit of our love."
"It's not amit-amit anymore." Nadine mocked.
"Not knowing, not loving." Zain chuckled, giving no distance between his lips and his wife's.
"What about Fatima's mother and her husband?." asked Nadine after the link was removed.
"Zahra's parents mean my parents too."
***
"Sorry son, we can't stay at your parents' house." Fatima's mother refused Dion's invitation.
"But why ma'am?.." asked Zahra in a sad voice.
"You're following the husband in the house of in-laws. What people say about you later. You have to keep the good name of the family." said Fatima's mother.
"Mom don't need to hear what people say, Papa and Mama are asking mom to stay with us for a while until I work. Just the same father my mother came with me to move." said Dion.
"Same father mother will return to live in the old rented."
"You don't have to go anywhere. You stay here with me, my wife and Miranda" said Zain, who suddenly appeared amid the debate.
"But son, we don't want to bother you, Nak Zain has helped us too much." said Zahra's father.
"But we couldn't give Zahra a decent life."
Zahra and Dion listened only to the conversations of her parents and brother.
"You took good care of my sister until Zahra became a devout Muslim. If you think of Zahra as a child, then think of me as your son."
"But Son..."
" Don't hesitate sir, I also leave my sister Miranda if I work and my wife goes to college please take care of Miranda."
"Thank you son, we don't know what else to thank you for?...."
"Don't talk like that sir, you two have been very meritorious to my sister. Even if I take you around the world, it still can't repay you." Hearing every word of the brother made Zahra moved to tears.
Zain watched Dion wipe away his sister's tears.
"You can bring Zahra" said Zain, Dion does not believe this easy to ask for blessing even though he had seen the anger of Zain. Zahra looked up at the pupils of her brother's eyes, who looked calm even though he was disappointed.
"Aren't you angry?..."
"How can I be angry with my sister!..." Zain smiled with a shady look, his hands gently rubbing Zahra's head.
"God willing I'll play around here a lot, brother."
"Yes." Yeah."
"And for you, I won't prevent you from taking my sister wherever you want. But remember one thing, if you hurt my sister just once.... Remember, once you hurt Zahra, then with or without Zahra's consent and yourself, I'll separate you." Zain asserted, Dion was nervous to hear the threat of his brother-in-law.