Mr. Penghulu, Marry Me!

Stay away from my blanket

Alkan looked kindly at the nervous looking groom-to-be, one corner of his lips raised, Alkan even recalled the incident a few weeks ago, when he married Cia impromptu.

Naturally, if the groom in front of him is nervous, he himself was attacked by severe tremors when he married Grecia. Though Alkan was no stranger to the atmosphere and conditions like this, but somehow when he married Grecia, his nervousness increased 10 times than he married.

"The groom-to-be is ready?" ask Alkan calmly.

The two dark brown eyes of Mr. Penghulu stared intently at the future husband, while the man who would bear as husband just nodded slowly, even he did not dare to look into the eyes of the father of Penghulu.

"Reply look at the eyes of the Residents, do not let you be intimidated, you will be more nervous." whispered a middle-aged man, to the groom-to-be.

Alkan who still heard the whispers of the neighbors they both only smiled faintly, if you do not want to be nervous when the hijab cobal, reply to the sharp gaze of the Penghulu who will marry you, O future husbands. Don't let Father Penghulu tear your mind down before the war.

"Alright, because the groom-to-be is ready, the bride-to-be has also arrived here. So let's just start the core event, Audzhubillahimina syaitonnirojim bismillahrahmanirrahim-,"

Alkan continued to recite the prayer before the core event, the prayer of salvation, the prayer of happiness of the world and the hereafter for the two future husband and wife.

When Alkan carried out his duties well, from the direction of the guest table the wife continued to look in admiration at Alkan.

Cia even to the point of propping up his chin, when he saw how dazzling an Alkan Arthama Syarief was today. Although not only she stared at Alkan full of puja, there were still many itchy eyes looking at her husband so interested, but Cia was still patient.

Although it wanted to feel Cia threw the flatt shoes she was wearing towards the itchy eyes, but Cia held it as hard as she could. Even Cia could hear the whispers of the young women's neighbors from the front and back of her body.

Their words sounded hot in both ears Cia, how not hot, the women in addition to staring adoringly at her husband, they also brightly said will race to get the Mr. Penghulu dimpled, cheeked, which has become his patent.

"For a long time I've been shoveling shoes and mouth." sizzled slowly Cia.

With anxiety Cia ate the lemper that was in front of her, her stomach was hungry but the event was still not finished. Even Cia could see that Alkan had just kept glancing at him through the corner of his eye.

"Hi! alone?" the voice of a man, made Cia turn her head.

The peach-powered woman who was enjoying the lemper was seen staring back and forth, Cia made sure that this person was talking to her, not to the people around her.

"Cock quiet anyway? I asked." he said again.

Even the man casually sat himself down next to Cia's chair, his sweet smile continuously imprinted.

"I'm Arif, who are you?" the man extended his hand to Cia.

"Grecia," said Cia briefly.

Even the woman who held the title of Madam Alkan, preferred to clench her hands together in the chest. Somehow Cia was not interested in accepting the foreign man's helping hand. Let it be that if this guy judges him a hypocrite or something, Cia doesn't care.

Maybe people there also think like that to him, because his current appearance is not as perfect as other Muslim women, wearing a hijab for example.

Cia did wear a long kebaya, with hair that she was cepol in such a way. He did not dare to wear the hijab permanently, Alkan also said that wearing the hijab must be sincere from the heart and it is because of God, not because of force.

Alkan did not force her, her husband simply said,

'Mas really wants to change you, but it all depends on your own heart, if you love the same Mas, hijab Honey. Because the good is bad in your nature, from now on it is the responsibility of Mas in the world and the hereafter.'

"Who are you here with?" ask the man again, sounding stale.

Cia even flinched, the beautiful woman returned to her real nature. Cia let out a rough sigh, then replied as was.

"Just like a husband, get married again to a bride" said plain Cia.

However it sounded like thunder and lightning in both ears of the foreign man. His eyes blinked quickly, the man turned his head towards the Father of Penghulu, until both their eyes met at one point.

Alkan was seen staring at the foreign man flatly, as if saying, 'get away from my blanket'

Meanwhile, Cia, she had not realized that Alkan and the man named Arif, were currently fighting inwardly through the eyes. Cia prefers to shift her sitting position slightly away, while again enjoying the lemper, the contents of the beef and chicken.

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