Not Ordinary Slant

The Forty Nine

"I'm here." A slow voice that managed to make Agya turn his head and instantly his eyes dewy when he saw Rafis sitting in the witness line. In fact, the young man could have smiled at him.

Does Rafis not know, his smile makes Agya's heart hurt? Agya bit her strongly trembling lips. Trying his hardest to dampen his cries so as not to break.

"Arkana Rafka bin Bima Prasetya?"

"Yes, I."

" .... "

There is a long enough pause that Gio did, until the ruler asked to repeat it again. Gio took a deep breath, then shook Rafka's hand again.

"Arkana Rafka bin Bima Prasetya?"

"Yes, I."

"I marry you to my sister Agya Sofia bint Bastian Permana with a dowry of cash worth 100 million rupiah paid in cash."

"I accept Agya Sofia bint Bastian's marriage ...."

"Mas!" A woman screamed hysterically, until the sacred procession again paused. All attention is now on the figure of a woman who is pregnant by holding a toddler who is asleep. Meanwhile, his hand held a toddler girl.

"What are you doing, Mas?" The tears of the lady melted, until an exotic-skinned woman appeared and grabbed her shoulders.

Rafka tightly pursed her lips. He looked at the two women who were standing in the spotlight without blinking. Meanwhile, mama had stood up and looked emotional to get a surprise like this.

"What do you want?!" Mom's voice was shaking. He felt ashamed of the invited guests who made this mess a spectacle.

"I, Mas Rafka's wife, Mom," said the woman. "And these are the children of Mas Rafka."

Mom seemed to not accept. He believed in Rafka. He trusted his future son-in-law.

"Don't lie to you! Rafka's son is divorced." Mama approached, then grabbed the woman's arm. "If you're his widow I believe, but this is not the way. You sly woman!" furious mama.

"I'm his wife, ma'am," chuckled the woman. "We were once divorced, but refer to it again, though religiously new."

"Mak Lisna is right, Auntie," said Alika. "I also just found out that they've been referring again."

Mama looked surprised. He widened his eyes, then moved his legs backwards.

"Rafka, explain it to me!" This time it was not only the sound of my mother trembling, but her entire body as well.

"You say we refer to the kids, Mom? So what are you doing now?" The woman came back crying. Her distended stomach made her breath quickly gasp.

"Jawab, Mom! I'm your wife, aren't I?!" The woman screamed. "Remember, Mas. Once again you're yelling at me, it's gonna be our third talaq."

"Answer, brengs*k!" Gio advanced, then clutching tightly the collar of Rafka's shirt. However, Rafka did not answer because once he denied it, the talaq would fall for his wife.

Bugs! Gio floated a raw bogem onto Rafka's face in a row. Everyone was screaming in panic, while mom was already falling in pinsan.

Alika covered her mouth with her hands. Her tears are flowing. "Sorry Alika, Mas. Sorry."

The guests begin to try to stop Gio's brutality. Conditions are suddenly chaotic. Meanwhile, Agya looked like an undead. He knows from Alika that Rafka has had a pair of children, but he does not know if Rafka is still tied to marriage with other women.

Agya's memory was again thrown at Alika's speech a few days ago.

I don't know, need to tell you or not, but Mas Rafka already has two children from his previous wife. Men and women.

"Gie?" The image came and hugged him. Her crying broke too. "It's okay, Gie. There's me."

Agya releases Citra's embrace, then pushes Gio's body away from Rafka. Then, pull the collar of her future husband's shirt, to stand staggering.

Long Agya looked at Rafka, until finally he jumped and put his head firmly in the direction of the young man's chin. Just then it made Rafka retreat in pain, then fell to the floor.

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I don't know what's going on out there because since the violent scene earlier, Agya pulled Citra into the room. Agya had opened up her danger and was about to change clothes, but Citra immediately forbade.

"Replace this!" The image thrusts a large plastic onto Agya. By the time his best friend wanted to peek at the contents, Citra had already moved deftly to help Agya change clothes. The same!

"What the hell, Cit? Who's this got?"

Instead of answering, Citra just keep wearing Agya a substitute outfit. Then, call the makeup artist to help her immediately.

"Beautiful, my best friend," said Citra with a big smile when her makeup and bun was successfully tidied up. Then, embrace Agya and take her out of the room, though Agya keeps asking cluelessly.

Agya walked slowly past some guests who remained there accompanied by Citra. The white kebaya of the bone she was wearing dangled so gracefully, that it covered part of her batik skirt.

Agya circulated her gaze clumsily. There were still a few people present there, though not as many as before. It seems, the chaos has passed.

Papa looked at Agya from afar with a smile. There was also a mama there who was being embraced by Aunt Diana, Mother Rafis. Both of their faces looked as if they were crying.

Gio who was sitting next to papa also commented on the smile. Meanwhile, in front of Gio had sat a man wearing a white suit stellan.

When the man turned his head, Agya stopped his footsteps. He stared in disbelief at the man.

"Come, sit here" said the man, smiling sweetly.

"Raphen?"

Rafis smiled widely, making Agya's heart beat faster than usual.

At exactly 22:00 WIB, the marriage contract was re-advised. However, with a different groom.

"Muhammad Rafisqy Arzan bin Bayu Nugroho?"

"Yes, I."

"I marry you to my sister Agya Sofia binti Bastian Permana with a dowry set of prayer tools and money of 2 hundred 22 million rupiah paid in cash." Gio moved his handshake that Rafis immediately replied loudly.

"I received the marriage of Agya Sofia binti Bastian Permana with a dowry set of prayer tools and money of 2 hundred 22 million rupiah paid in cash."

"Huh?"

"Well!"

"Alhamdulillah."

Agya who had lowered her head earlier, immediately shed her tears. Rafis clasped his hand, then wiped away the trail of tears on the wife's cheek.

Uhuk!

Greetings, February 12, 2022.

If Laudia

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Nb. because many protested only 50 chapters, then I decided to FINISH in chapter 49. When will I see an author like if Laudia wkwkwkwk.

Thank you to all dear, beautiful and dream readers ❤

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