Not Planned Love (R3)

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"I am glad to see you fighting fear and all the darkness that has ensnared you." - Arsyad An-nass Senopati Az-zzioi

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Grief still enveloped the residence of the Radityan extended family. Family members appear to be busy repairing the remains of the final procession of respect for the deceased. After the study was held at night, the funeral residence was still filled with relatives who came from outside the city. However, for a handsome man this one maniara object remains glued to one figure.

The handsome man in a white shop with blue sarong subordinates, looks to be carrying the rest of the Qur'ar that was used. However, her iris was staring fixedly at a girl with a long white strip with a white scarf covering her head. She looked cute as she sat among the other women who were dressed covered. And miraculously again, he was not disturbed or felt angry. He also began to be able to adjust to long clothes.

"Conscious teroos, satisfied sampe." The voice beside him.

"What?" Ask back flat.

"That's love in your eyes." Said the other man, joke.

Arsyad shook his head slightly, unwilling to extend the argument.

"Who? Can I contact you?" Ask Arsyad's interlocutor, who immediately made Arsyad turn around.

"My wife. What do you want acquaintances?" Ask to the point.

"It's a relaxing bang, it's just the nanya." Chuckle at the man. "So of course, the girl's brother attracted everyone's attention." Its effects.

"That brother's wife is mending in the room, locked, sealed, let's not be stolen." He was a joke, before it passed.

"Basic." Lirih Arsyad, when staring at the back of his cousin who began to move away.

His wife's figure did steal a lot of attention. Arsyad's extended family does not all know about its status. However, the presence of many relatives from outside the city, presumably makes his wife a subject of conversation. A beautiful girl who looks shiny among girls her age, of course, becomes a subject of conversation.

"Bang, there was a wife number brother. Not a love?" Davian asked, who was coming from the direction of the middle room.

"Don't."

"Whatsapp is bang?"

"No."

"ID Line's? IG'S? FB?"

"No yes no. She's my wife, not a single girl." Arsyad's ultimatum, which immediately made Davian silent.

"Yes, yeah, bang. Just joked you." Joking kekehnya.

"Not funny." Said Arsyad, while passing away leaving Davian.

"Gold,"

Hearing his name being called, he turned back. "Yes, what's wrong?"

"That's Crazy Rich Surabaya's daughter right? Why is he here, Arra's friend?" Ask Arkan Brothers. The man had just arrived this morning from Ohio, with his family.

"Om wife."

"Om's wife?" The character smiled thinly. "The wife is your aunt. Tuh, who sat near your mother."

"I mean Arsyad, she's Arsyad's wife, um."

"Uhuk, uhuk, what did you say?" The character suddenly choked on his own saliva.

"The story is long om, if summarized then the point is I married young with him."

Aksara stupefied to hear the clear words of this handsome young man. "Isn't minda? Don't-don't..."

"We got married because we misunderstood." Pungkas Arsyad's. "Not as I thought."

Aksara smiled thinly while scratching her nape. Really, he was embarrassed because the geep thought the no-no.

'Keevan'ar's son once.' His bath praised Biglear's son's shrewdness.

"When you want the full story from you." Said Aksara, patting Arsyad on the shoulder.

"For now, I want to see your father first."

"Yes, um."

"And yes, congratulations on your marriage." Arkan added. "There is no god's destiny wrong, nor marriage. Om knows this is not easy for you, at your young age. But, um sure you can keep the bond that was created without this plan."

Arsyad looked at his interlocutor closely. According to the information that he had accidentally obtained, his om used to harbor a taste for his mother. Even with her mother, far away from knowing her husband, she once admired this man.

"Om sure, you can longlast until death separates." Arsyad nodded in response.

"Om first."

"Hm."

After Aksara, Arayad back up. Carrying the Quran in his hand, to be stored where it should be. When the night was getting late, he just returned to his room after helping fix some needs.

"Yanda?" Call the wife, from the walk in closet.

The beautiful girl looked fresh with a long gray stud dressing of a salur motif. His back black hair looked free. Her sweet smile looked beautiful.

"Why haven't you slept?"

"Kara nunggin yanda." Answer innocently.

Arayad smiled faintly as he approached his wife.

"Yes, you want a shower? Kara ready for hot water yes, yanda must be tired all day. The piama yanda is also Kara ready." His words were enthusiastic, while showing a pair of stud he brought.

Cup

"Thank you." Said Arsyad, while dropping a kiss on the forehead of the wife.

"I've had a shower. But hot, change clothes first."

Kara nodded faintly, while thrusting the charge she carried. "K-ara wait outside."

"Wait a minute." Arsyad held his wife's wrist.

"Why?" Say both at the same time.

Arsyad and Kara looked at each other, before they both threw smiles at each other.

"Are you happy today?" Arsyad asked, touching the head of his wife. Swiping it gently, at home with its activities on top of the soft hair.

"Yes. Mother of love was beautiful this morning. Today many people, Kara was initially scared. But, Kara remembered yanda's words. Fight Kara's fear, so Kara can heal." His speech.

Arsyad smiled faintly. "There's progress."

"Yes, thanks to yanda."

"Why me?"

"Because yanda is able to strengthen Kara besides papih."

Arsyad moved, clutching his wife's tiny body. Inhaled her deep scent kha girl. Girls who are actually able to ravage their hearts less than 24/7 since they are legitimate in the eyes of religion and law. The girl who had even positioned herself in Arsyad's heart.

"Good."

"What's a good yanda?"

"Progress." Arsyad.

"I'm glad to see you fighting fear and all the darkness that's been ensnaring you."

Kara smiled faintly behind their embrace. He also returned Arsyad's embrace was no less tight. It is true, all the positives are present thanks to the progress of the Arsyad encouragement. Someone who now supports Kara to get out of the mass circle, besides her father. Because of Arsyad, there is progress Kara can get to fight her trauma.

"Yanda?"

"Hm."

"Never stay in Kara."

"....?"

"Never intend to leave Kara.

"...."

"Because other than papih, Kara youai is used to depending on yanda."

Arsyad did not comment much, but his body gestures showed the answer to the question. He tightened his arms, without hurting his wife. Dropping a light kiss at the tip of the hijab sag wife, while saying softly.

"As long as I can, as long as I can, and

as long as God allows, I will never leave you."

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TB

Met Night All👐

Sorry, Yanda just updated again🙏 I have many tasks online & take notes. The last few days have to be overtime also to be nugas. Sorry if the readers waited a long time. Insaallah I will update often if I have time.

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Sukabumi Feb 02, 2021