Not Planned Love (R3)

.79. Prom Night

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📚.79. Prom Night

"I do not want to introduce you to the world, but I fear that you are threatened with worldly frenzy." - Arsyad An-nass Senopati Az-zzioi

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"Yanda, Kara wants to come."

The movement of the man who was wearing a formal suit stopped instantly. He saw the wife who seemed to sulk from where she was sitting. The beautiful girl in the indigo press had repeatedly said so.

"Stay at home, Kara." He answered with the same answer again. Wearing a tie on his collar, he approached his wife.

"Let's worship, help the husband." He threw the thing that failed to be used by him.

"Yanda, Kara wants to come." Knit the beautiful girl, while wearing a tie around the husband's neck.

"Have you?" Kara nodded.

"Stay here, wife. The job of the wife is to obey the words of the husband, right?" Kara nodded back.

"Then follow this one command, ok? The show won't be long." Arshad convinced his wife.

Kara nodded without a word. The girl immediately moved, putting herself in bed. Wrapping his own body with a blanket up to his neck.

Arsyad who saw the behavior of his wife just smiled a little. Tonight, there will be a Prom Night event that he attended. The event was held to be an event as a graduation party for the class XII. Prom Night events are always scheduled once a year, and are included in the framework of the school's annual work program. The event will be held in the hall of Dandelion High School, attended by a class of XII and teachers and other management staff.

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"Don't be angry, it's not good hm."

The hazelnut bead belonging to the beautiful girl was perfectly open. He had closed his eyes since lying on the bed. In his eyes the lover of hearts. The man looked many times more handsome when dressed formally as he is today. Unknowingly, his face met red because he admired the creation of this one god.

"Why is your cheek red, you have a fever?" Arsyad asked, touching the cheek of the wife who met.

"No." Kara has a small voice. "Kara's fine."

Arsyad nodded, with a small smile. The man glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. "I have to go." It's up.

"Stay home, maybe I'll be home late. Go to sleep first." The message, after pecking the head of the wife.

TOK TOK TOK

A knock from outside the door, accompanied by a familiar voice belonging to Arra heard afterwards. Made Arsyad look at his wife for a moment. His wife also looked back at him, not willing Arsyad to leave.

"I'm leaving first, Arra's waiting." He said goodbye again, touching the gentle mane of his wife.

"Assalamula."

Kara still answered. Until her husband passed, lost behind the door though. Unknowingly, a drop of her tears fell down her cheeks. She did not want her husband to leave, because her little heart would not allow it.

This afternoon, she accidentally opened a chat room owned by her husband, when her husband asked to pick up the incoming phone. However, instead of calling back, Kara even explored the chat room owned by her husband. As a result, there are hundreds more unsaved numbers that send messages, in the form of a call to go to Prom Night together.

Of the hundreds of short messages that came in, one of them made Kara the most curious. On behalf of Humaira in her husband's contact, Kara finally opened a chat room between her husband and Humaira. Nothing unusual indeed, but the last message sent by the contact is enough to make Kara's heart sultry.

"You're not jealous, Kara just doesn't like you being liked by other girls." Monologue Kara, give support to yourself.

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Dandelion High School Hall looks different tonight. The music echoed quite loudly, some tables were arranged neatly. The consumption section has been carefully prepared, ready to entertain the newcomers. The invited guests began to arrive, with their respective partners.

The students, who usually wore blue white alma mater, were dressed differently tonight. Formal suit, tie, wearing black pantopel shoes, as well as a famous watch. For the opposite sex, they are competing to wear the best dress they have.

When a D-plated sports car with RDY's back entered the school grounds, some who saw the four-wheeled object already knew who the passenger was. When the door opened, a handsome man in a formal suit walked out gallantly. He circled the car, to open the door for the twin. The beautiful girl in the hijab, tonight is wearing a long Lunar draft dress. Beautiful in white with accents of flowers, long to sweep the floor. Elegant but still shar'i.

Both were immediately greeted by the triple who tonight wore a formal suit in the form of a black suit with a maroon-colored shirt interior, designed by the mother.

"Welcome, sir and young lady Radityan. The invasion please." Davian said like a professional guest guard.

"Sok-sokan. Just ask for an invitation to keep a checklist in the guest list book." Davin's Instruction.

"Yes. The others are behind." Aroon. They are indeed in part guarding the guest book, according to the direction of Aroon - as the chief executive I because of his position as KETOS.

"We can go in, right?" Arra asked.

"By dong, what the hell didn't make Arra's talk." Answer Davian joke.

"Lo mode." Fierce Davian.

"That mode is not a number that often appears yes, in a data?" Monologue Aroon.

"It's a mode, a capital lie. Not that one!" Davin and Davian at the same time. Anxious about the behavior of the younger brother who sometimes passed innocently.

Arsyad pulled on the arm of his twin. Invite him to enter the event area.

"Syad," call someone, when Arsyad has entered the room. He just wanted to hold himself.

"Lo's leaving with Arra?"

"Hm."

"Where's the Arra?"

Arsyad turned his head, then pointed at the twin who had just joined with his fellow peers. The girl appeared to be engaged in a heated conversation among the ladies.

"It's really pretty."

"What?" Arsyad sharpened his hearing.

The handsome guy in the dongker suit smiled clumsyly. "Not wrong, is it? Arra is a girl, so beautiful."

Arsen, Arsyad's interlocutor whispered softly. Instructing Arsyad to approach.

"What?" Tanya Arsyad flat.

"Lo's wife isn't coming?" Arsenic Whispe.

"He's at home."

"Stay at home? Shouldn't bring a couple?"

"I'm coming with Arra." Answer Arsyad.

"Don't that dong Syad, Arra was tonight my partner. Special tonight doang, Arra has agreed."

"Dad?"

Arsen nodded steadily. "Yesterday has permission om Van'ar as well. Well, you can say, just don't make Arra uncomfortable."

Arsyad nodded in understanding. "Hm."

A wide smile was painted on Arsyad's lips. "Thanks, syad. Tonight, your twin let me take care."

After the conversation, the two separated. Arsyad chose to sit on one of the chairs while enjoying a small snack. Prom Night tonight is devoted to bringing couples. But his partner must be a fellow Dandelion boy. There will be some activities that will require cooperation between couples.

"Arshad?"

The handsome man looked up. When the quiet that occupied him in this magnificent event, a girl in a long dress syar'i with pastel hijab approached him.

"You alone?"

"Yes. Why?" Arshad asked to the point.

Humaira smiled slightly. The departure of Humaira and the other scholarship children was postponed until next week. So, right now the girl could take part in a series of post-exam events.

"I thought you were Arra."

"Arra with Arsen. You?"

"Anyone wants to be with me?" The girl pointed at herself.

"There must be." Answer Arsyad. The man missed his wife who he was living in. Regretting?

"Eh, here it seems."

"What's Dav?"

"The way is about to begin. Come on over there, you guys are a couple, right?" Davian who had just arrived, immediately charged the two with questions.

"Eh, we-" Humaira was about to explain.

"Udah, come. You guys are really couple goals. Genius couple, the game's about to start." At Davian's insistence, Arsyad and Humaira, who had no intention of pairing up, became a couple.

The two completed several games together, with a compact teamwork. When it arrives at the top event, KING & QUEEN of the Years will be announced. The degree is awarded to popular students, always honoring the name of the school and active in various fields.

"KING & QUEEN of the Years this year, coincidentally in pairs." Said the host.

Of course the boisterous audience makes more and more crowded. "You curious?"

"EXCUSES?!" Answer the audience.

"And KING & QUEEN of the Years this year is.." the host opened a gold envelope bearing the logo of SMA Dandelion. "ARSYAD and HUMAIRA of class XII IPA 1."

A thunderous applause sounded. Humaira was unable to resist her growing smile. Arsyad himself flatly responded to this. Both are called to come forward to be given a pin of appreciation from the principal.

"Woah, this one couple goals is famous for being both genius and active in various fields." Praise the host. "Well, the golden Dandelion pin will be handed over by Mr. Setyo as the Head of Dandelion High School."

The main door of the hall opened. The floodlight was left to point towards the wisest tipster. Everyone applauded Setyo, who was usually accompanied by his son-Dylan. But this time it was different. Not the beautiful cloned man Setyo who accompanies the authoritative man. But a beautiful girl with a fancy dress walked elegantly, while rubbing Setyo's arm.

The audience was stunned to see it, especially the people of Adam. Some of them remember the figure, a figure who was once rumored to be in a special relationship with Arsyad. The figure looked like a beauty goddess walking in front of them.

"Hallo, good night kids." Setyo opened the conversation. "Tonight I was accompanied by a beautiful girl, not my son."

The audience laughed politely, responding to Setyo's remarks. The man looked dignified in his gray formal coat. "She is my niece, therefore she is beautiful."

The people of Adam cheered loudly. "But sorry, sorry." Setyo is back. "This beautiful one already has." He looked towards his nephew.

The beautiful girl seemed to be smiling at him. While on his side, Arsyad clenched his hands tightly. Dozens of pairs of Adam's eyes longed for his. Dozens of eyes were also, adoring every curve of the beautiful girl who stood on the podium. It was his, his girl, his wife. The one that cannot be disturbed.

"But baby, tonight my niece can only pair up my saw." Setyo was full of emphasis.

Arsyad knew, from the moment she appeared the girl did not look at him for anything. He knew something must be wrong with the girl. And, how the story is that the girl can come with Setyo, when the situation is not right this way.

"Congratulations, you guys are the best golden for school." Setyo congratulated. He stood accompanied by Kara beside him. When he shook Arsyad's hand, he grabbed it quite strongly.

"However, you guys aren't the best couple in my opinion."

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Sukabumi May 12, 2021