
At that moment, Afna was shocked. The one who had become a traitor was now in front of him. Both eyes of Afna wide open when he saw someone he had loved. Who else if not Seyn Arganta who is now his brother-in-law.
"Seyn." very softly Afna mentioned the name of her former lover.
"Congratulations, on your marriage. May you be happy with my sister, I say goodbye and forgive me." He said and left Afna who was standing.
It felt like screaming and crying, but Afna was powerless to do so. Everything has just been destroyed, and it will not be able to be changed again.
Zayen who saw him there was not even a hint of jealousy, he realized that there was no love between the two.
Slowly, Neyla pushed the wheelchair that Afna occupied to approach her husband and sat in a wheelchair near his side. With the direction of the pengulu sir, Afna kissed the back of her husband's hand. Zayen also had no rejection of what Afna was doing, although nervous Afna tried not to show. All the invited guests made haru with a view that so little sliced the hearts of the invited guests when they saw the condition of Afna is very alarming.
Afna and Zayen just kept quiet without saying a word.
'Why does my husband look so creepy, why does papa accept this guy who looks like a thug. Did you not choose wrong, is this man really going to be my husband? it's been gondrong, brewokan again.'
After the ijab qobul event is completed, the invited guests move places to enjoy the dishes that have been served.
One by one from family members and close relatives and other invited guests took turns to congratulate a couple who were none other than Afna and Zayen. Both of them tried to smile, despite her forced smile.
After the event lasted quite a long time, Afna felt tired. Plus his physical condition really should be a lot of rest.
Patently, Zayen immediately pushed inside the special room of the bride.
"Where am I to go, I don't want to be far from my family."
"Don't ask too many questions, you are strictly forbidden to linger long in a wheelchair." Answer's flat.
"But I'm still strong."
Zayen did not care about Afna's words, he was still desperate to push a wheelchair towards a special room.
Arriving in a special room, Afna's feelings were mixed. Anger, hate and fear became one in his mind.
"What do you want? don't be like me."
"What do you think I want to do, do you want to rest in a wheelchair? don't protest too much. Silence is better than asking a lot of questions."
Afna was silent, while Zayen immediately lifted Afna's body and laid her on the bed. However, due to discomfort Zayen finally changed his position to lean his wife's body with a very heart.
The Afna he treated could only be silent, he did not dare to say a word. It will only be a matter of debate between the two.
"Drink, you must be thirsty." Zayen handed the water to his wife.
"I'm not thirsty." With flat Afna origin replied.
"Rest. I still have business outside, there are still many invited guests who come. But if you forbid me, I'll stay here with you." While sitting back, Zayen gave Afna a choice.
"No, thanks. Please if you want to meet the invited guests."
"Please, call my mother or sister. Tell him I need a friend."
"I don't have time to find the figure of the woman you mentioned." Zayen answered lightly, then immediately left Afna alone in the room.
While Afna was annoyed at Zayen's attitude that was so bad. It felt like running and pulling her husband's long hair, and clawing her bewok.
Many times Afna just pursed her lips because she was annoyed with Zayen's attitude. Wanting to scream is also free, wanting to cry is also useless. Afna just clucked in annoyance many times.
The door opened from outside. Afna immediately confirmed her position, she was afraid if the one who entered was her husband Zayen.
"Darling, why are you putting on a sullen face? are you afraid of being alone? say."
"Why old mom, Afna's afraid to be alone."
"Why fear, isn't there a husband? why isn't your husband accompanying you."
"However, Afna neither loved nor knew him." Irritated, Afna put on her pouting face. While the mother only smiles floating when her daughter looks funny while talking.
"Afna thirsty, Ma." He pointed at the glass that Zayen had prepared. But Afna prestige to accept it, he was forced to endure his thirst in order not to bother.
"No, there's drinking water in the glass, did your husband prepare?" ask the curious mother.
"Yes, but Afna wasn't thirsty, and now Afna just felt that Afna's throat was very dry." Reply Afna lied to avoid the words of the mother.
Madam Nessa just smiled as her daughter started to share a lot of things because she didn't want to be known. Lady Nessa immediately took a glass filled with drinking water and gave it to her daughter Afna.
"Drink, don't let your throat dry."
"Yes, Ma." Answer and drink it immediately.
After quite a long time accompanying his daughter, the mother immediately decided to leave. Because it's not nice if Afna's husband will enter the room.
And sure enough, Afna's husband was coming inside. Madam Nessa immediately said goodbye to her daughter.
"Afna, mommy came home. And you want Zayen, mama tipped Afna. Take good care of your only daughter, if guilty of reprimand and nasehati. If Afna can't do what you ask, teach her to do it. If Afna cries, wipe her tears your way. Mama gave your daughter completely to you. Love as you love the woman who gave birth to you." Madam Nessa gave a message to her daughter-in-law.
"Zayen will try his best, Ma." Answer Zayen as best you can.
"Mama.. don't forget to always visit Afna yes, Ma." Pinta Afna is not ready to be away from her parents. However, inevitably Afna must accept the fate he has received.
"Yes, honey. Mama will often visit you, but you must obey your husband. Never fight your husband, let alone argue with him. Do not neglect your duties as a wife. Be a good wife, baby." said the mother reminded and advised him. Afna who was listening to him just nodded without saying a word.
After saying goodbye to Afna and her daughter-in-law, Nessa immediately left the bride's room.
Both are now awkward to make.