Not Ready to Get Married (Bad Boy VS Good Girl)

Not Ready to Get Married (Bad Boy VS Good Girl)
The New Generation Part 111



"About Raka" said Zhafira.


"Didn't you know three years ago my decision for Raka" Azkia said.


"Yes, but I was hoping you'd change your mind" Zhafira said.


"I'm sorry you'd better go home" Zhafira said.


"Azkia, I see Raka has lost you so much" Zhafira said.


"..........."Azkia.


"I beg you to return to Raka, she needs you" Zhafira said.


"Zhafira, I've decided from the beginning. I'll be the one to go. So please live happily with Raka" Azkia said.


"If I could've done it, but I feel like you're the one who should be living happily with Raka. And let me go" Zhafira said.


"I'm asking you, do you love Raka?" ask Azkia.


"............"Zhafira.


"My answer is Zhafira" said Azkia.


"Yes, I love Raka as much as Azkia" Zhafira said.


"We are truly in a love that is divided in two. One side Raka loves me and the other side she loves you" Azkia said.


"Azkia, for three years Raka was always moody, she missed you, go home to Raka, please" Zhafira said.


"This is my decision, it will never change so forgive me, go home Zhafira" Azkia said.


Azkiah stood up and walked away from Zhafira.


"If you don't come back soon, I'll marry Raka" Zhafira said.


Azkia's footsteps stopped and looked back.


"Congratulations, may you and Raka be happy" Azkia said.


Azkia walked forward again after she finished talking to Zhafira. He had already made up his mind to forget about Raka even though his heart was hurt.


Zhafira wept at the gazebo, she herself was also hurt inside a complicated circle of love. The love that should give happiness actually makes a dilemma that hurts all three.


Azkia went up the hill, she ran as fast as she could towards the top of the hill. Then he screamed as loud as he could on the hill.


"Raka...I miss.....hik......hik......." said Azkia.


Azkia knelt on the hill, even three years but she could not forget Raka.


He did not want to hurt Zhafira. He thought of harboring his love for Raka and making her a memory.


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Love and Raka return to Leo's mansion. Aksa was so happy to play in that house. He ran here and there with Marwa. While Cinta chatted with Zara in the family room.


"Son, what's your plan ahead?"ask Zara.


"Taking care of the company owned by Kak Rehan, almost five years Secretary of Judah who was forced to hold it" said Cinta.


"Mama agrees, however, that the company must lead" Zara said.


"Yes Ma"take Love.


"Your brother Raka tomorrow also starts leading your Papamu company" Zara said.


"Kak Raka must indeed lead the company Papa, the only son in this family" said Love.


"You are right, Raka must learn to lead and be responsible, so that later when Papa and Mama no one is responsible for you all" Zara said.


Hearing Zara's words, Love immediately hugged her.


"Mom don't talk like that, I'm so sad" said Love.


"Will Papa and Mama return to Allah SWT, Raka will be your Papa's successor who will take care and be responsible to you and Marwa. You have to get along well and love each other" Zara said.


Love nodded with Zara's words.


"Say you want to go to the funeral of my son" Zara said.


"Yes Ma, I and Aksa would like to make a pilgrimage to the tomb of Brother Rehan" Love said.


"You've gone there for bad luck" Zara said.


"Good Ma"take Love.


Love and Aksa set out for pilgrimage. He and Aksa boarded the car to the funeral.


Arriving at the Black Rose Cemetery, Love and Aksa get off the car.


"Non I buy gasoline first back later" said Mr. Jojon.


"Yes Sir" said Love.


Mr. Jojon left Love and Aksa at the funeral. Love led Aksa into the funeral. He sat next to Rehan's headstone.


"This action is dear Papa" said Love.


"Other fathers sleep yes Ma" said Aksa.


"Aksa Papa has returned to Allah SWT" said Love.


"Papa diurga ya Ma" said Aksa.


"Dear dear, pray Papa to be placed in the care of God" said Love.


"O Allah put Papa in your heaven, amen" said Aksa.


Hearing the prayer from Aksa's mouth, Love immediately shed her tears.


"Why are you crying?"ask Aksa.


"Mama is crying because happy baby, Mama is happy to have a sholeh child like Aksa" Cinta said.


"Mama, Aksa wants to play first" said Aksa.


"Yes, baby, but don't play far. Mama wants to pray first for Papa" said Love.


"Okay Mama" said Aksa.


Love reads prayers, jasins and short letters to Rehan. While Azka ran there yesterday at the funeral. He saw butterflies. Aksa followed the flying butterfly to the highway. Suddenly a car stopped near Aksa. Two men came out wearing black and wearing head coverings. He catches Aksa and puts her in the car. The car left that place.


After finishing praying for Rehan, Love looked aside but Aksa was not there. He stood up and looked in all directions at the cemetery but Aksa was not there.


"Axis.......Aksas.....Aksa.


Love walked here and there in the cemetery but never found Aksa. He comes out of the cemetery to look for Aksa. Love looks to the right and left of the road but Aksa does not exist.


"Axis....Aksas....Aksa.


Love knelt in the middle of the street crying.


"Yes Allah where Aksa..hik........


An old man approaches love. He's a garbage scavenger who used to look for used garbage to various places and cities.


"Cu, your son was taken by the kidnapper" Grandpa Hasan said.


Love immediately saw the grandfather standing next to him.


"Aksa's taken by the kidnapper?"ask Love.


"Yes, if grandfather's memory is not wrong, they have a dragon mark on their right arm" Grandpa Hasan said.


"Dragon Sign?"ask Love.


"Prudes have heard of the Naga group who used to kidnap minors to be sold in the dark market" Grandpa Hasan said.


"Dark Market Cake?"ask Love.


"When you were young, you had a friend. He told me about the black market. There sell various items even humans are sold for purchase. The black market is only open once a month" Grandpa Hasan said.


"So my son was probably traded on a dark market?"ask Love.


"Yes, the Dragon group used to trade for the children they kidnapped there" Grandpa Hasan said.


"Where is the black market Cake?"ask Love.


"I don't know, but my friend knows" Grandpa Hasan said.


"Where's grandpa's friend?"ask Love.


"In D city, go there, I'll give you the address of the house" Grandpa Hasan said.


"But remember don't go to the police, otherwise you'll never meet your son" Grandpa Hasan said.


"Yes Kek" said Love.


"Go now before the black market opens" Grandpa Hasan said.


"Yes Kek, thanks for the information" said Love.


"Sama-sama Cu" said Grandpa Hasan.


Love takes a taxi, she goes to the airport. Love heads to D city to find her friend Grandpa Hasan.


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After getting off the airport Love went to the city of D.


He took a taxi to the address Grandpa Hasan gave him. As Love got off the cab she walked towards that address.


"Astaghfirullah, my bag is left behind" Love said.


"No, I have to find this address immediately" said Love.


Love in a small house. He knocked on the door of the house.


Yoke...tuk....tuk......


"Assalamu'alaikum"take Love.


"Wa'alaikumsallam" said Grandpa Jarot.


The door of the house opened and a figure of grandparents began to be seen when the door began to open.


"What are you doing knocking on my door?"ask Grandpa Jarot.


"Like Kek, I came here told by Grandpa Hasan" Love said.


"Hasan?...how are you?'ask Grandpa Jarot.


"Good Cake" said Love.


"I'm sure you came because there's something important, right?"ask Grandpa Jarot.


"Really" said Love.


"Come in, we'll talk inside" said Grandpa Jarot.


"Yes Kek" said Love.


Love entered Grandpa Jarot's house. In the house there are various weapons such as clurits, swords, pistols and axes. Love is a little scared but for the sake of finding her son emboldens her.


"Sit down there, Grandpa make drinks first" said Grandpa Jarot.


"Don't bother Cake" said Love.


"No fuss if it's just a thirst-quenching drink" Grandpa Jarot said.


"Love's Boy" Love said.


Grandpa left Love in that room. Love looked around the stuff in the room. He held a sword on the wall.


"Do you like swords?"asked Grandpa Jarot who suddenly appeared behind Love.


"Aa..iya...slightly"taken Love.


"The sword can be very sharp even deadly if the one wearing it is a cold-blooded killer" Grandpa Jarot said.


"........."Love is silent.


Jarot's grandfather took the sword on the wall and gave it to Love.


"Why did Grandpa give this sword to me?"ask Love.


"Wear the sword, stab me" Grandpa Jarot said.


"No..no.."take Love.


"Because you don't want to then I'm the one who's gonna stab you" said Grandpa Jarok took the sword and then he pointed it at Love.


Love immediately dodged, Grandpa Jarot continuously pointed his sword at the body of Love, many times Love dodged. Love ran after Grandpa Jarot with a sword.


"Well.huh...."The breath of Love.


Love runs until it is cornered in the corner of the wall. Grandpa Jarot quickly pointed the sword towards Love.


"No, I can't die, Aksa is waiting for me" Inner Love.


"Allahu akbar" Love kicked the sword and fell to the floor.


Preeeng...............


Proooks...proooook.........


"It's good that you can protect yourself before you save anyone else" Grandpa Jarot said.


"Well.huh...huh....."The breath of Love.


"What do you want to know from me young lady" Grandpa Jarot said.


"I want to know where the black market is" said Cinta.


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