My Ottoman Girl

Khitbah2

Tonight passed happily. Happiness surrounds my extended family. My sister will soon be edited by my own best friend.

Father and Mother had rested and Izza had passed into her room. Either tonight he can close his eyes or not. Because today really made it fly into the clouds.

I took Zein to sit in the gazebo in the backyard. This gazebo we often use to mingle to fill empty time with family. I invited Firdaus and Mang Asep to join us. The front fence has been in jag security 2 persons. Mang asep and Firdaus's task was completed when security arrived.

" Daus please make Mas Hafiz wednag ginger. Zein what do you want to drink? " tagku

Zein chose the same drink. Mang Asep brought some raw corn and some yam. He wanted to burn corn on this barbeque stove. I just saw his activity.

Firdaus came with 2 cups of ginger wedang which still billowed the smoke. Then she returned the song into bringing 2 cups of black coffee to herself and Mang Asep.

They have indeed become part of my family because they have become accustomed to making their own food and drinks.

" zein's. What is your plan? " let me start a conversation

Zein sipped his ginger wedang.

"As I told you earlier.in 1 month I will bring my parents here to propose officially. And God willing in 3 months I want to inaugurate our wedding"

answerable

" Zein I'm sorry can I propose? what if your marriage is after Izza graduates? If not wrong 4 months" I said because I suddenly remember Izza's graduation.

I saw his face again, it felt a bit heavy taking my sister off to move. But if her husband wants me as a sister, he has no power to prevent it.

"Zein stay here. This house is huge. Pity Mom and Dad if Izza and you leave. I'm going to Zein because I've built a house so stay here" I said again.

"Hafiz, you're not refusing to stay here. I just want to live independently and not bother the parents" he replied

I can only sigh violently. However, living independently is better after marriage.

" Rethink Zein. Please consider again.we can stay with here. Until I get married I'll be out here"

Zein patted me on the shoulder. And smile

"All right my Mas. I'll talk about algi's problem"

I am glad to hear the answer. Mang Asep offered me his baked corn. Zein and I are willing to accept the offer. Count2for a cold repellent.

30minutes later I asked Zein to come into the house because it was late at night. Tomorrow I have to work and Zein will.

After finishing my grilled corn I washed my hands in the sink and rushed upstairs to my room.

I collapsed my body on my king size bed. My eyes haven't drowned. Soon I called Abizar the Pakistani boy. I haven't said hello in a long time. I want to confirm his arrival to the grand reunion.