Prayer of the Worthwhile. Taligama Lotus
The Part 10
"Yes, I'm also serious, not that I get answers to questions."
"Jawab, my question, ma'am."
"Okay, okay, horrified yes, beautiful princess." He carried the free hand of Marwah in his grasp.
"Until now I am not married, I still keep the name Nusaibah Marwah here," he replied as he patted his chest, "Until now will not be replaced."
Marwah tried to find lies from the spotlight of the man who still looked at him, only honesty he found, Marko's tone of voice sounded sincere no joke.
"Mas, why still hope for the impossible, worthy of happiness, why wait for me, mother how?" ,car Marwah.
"I'm happy when I see you happy, but honestly in the last few years I've been feeling pain when I see you suffering."
"How did you know about my life?" wondered the astonishment of the woman who had begun to improve her health.
"Sorry, I followed your story from the beginning of the marriage."
"I'm sorry mas, for the treatment of my mother first," said Marwah with his head down. Her heart was sliced again when she remembered her mother's treatment of the man who had always been kind to her.
"Already, then let it pass, do not need to remember again, it's late at night, rest gih, I say goodbye, want to go home to mother, insyaallah finish the event I immediately return," marko's saying goodbye to the woman he'll keep.
"Yes, be careful, greetings to you."
"Later delivered, assalamualaikum."
"Alaikumsalam."
He stared at the wide, strapping back of a man who was so patient, mature, protective, and even always loyal to him until now.
After Marko died, Marwah asked the sisters who accompanied him to call his children, in order to remove the kangen that had been held for the last few days.
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Splitting the streets of the Capital City at night, although the PSBB period but still there is congestion at some points, Marko calmly drove the car he had just bought some time ago, it is nothing accidentally he replaced his sports car that only fit two people, after seeing the three children of the woman he loved.
Entering the spacious courtyard, with a well-appointed garden, a colonial-style house, with four pillars of support, shows how sturdy the two-story building, which Marko specifically bought for his mother.
Set foot in the living room is quite spacious, equipped with luxury furniture, a sofa with velvet seatcovers bermofit flowers, crystal lights that hang elegantly on the ceiling of the room, and, ceramic jars that are specially imported from the land of bamboo curtains, have shown the social class of the owner of the house.
"Assalamualaik."
"Alaikumsalam, finally you go home too, son, enter first, soon Sinta same mama come, they've been on the road." The middle-aged yet still beautiful woman was well groomed, looking classy, out of the room in greeting her son who had not met for several months.
"It's just acquaintances, isn't it, Mom?" asked Marko.
"Why don't you want to marry Sinta, she's beautiful, smart, doctor again, what's less than her, son?"
"Marko's lacking a lot, Sinta's too perfect for me, Mom."
While busy chatting, more precisely arguing between mother and child who was sitting in the family room, the sound of people saying greetings from outside.
"Assalamualaikum," the voice of two women greeted the hearing of the owner of the house.
"Alaikumsalam, Jeng, let's go in, welcome, it's been awaited from before." Bu Siwi breezed out to welcome the long-awaited guest.
"Halah jeng, PSBB is the rule, the fact that people also need to eat to, Sinta, beautiful, how are you dear?"
"Alhamdulillah, well Auntie, how are you?" replied the beautiful girl in her thirties, with a perfectly slender body, wrapped in flower-patterned dres, seems to support her appearance tonight.
The three charming-looking women immediately stepped into the living room, which had prepared various snacks as well as cold drinks, not seeing the only boy in the room, soon Bu Siwi sought the whereabouts of his beloved son.
"Jeng, Sinta, excuse me for a second yes I call the Markonya first, maybe still ready."
"Monggo Jeng, no need to rush, his name is young, ordinary and old," chuckled Bu Subroto in response to the speech of his traveling companion.
Bu Siwi passed his son at the end of the stairs, Marko stepped casually, wearing a pair of blue jeans and a sky blue shirt, really making his appearance tonight look charming.
"Jeng, this is Marko, my only son, his sister Disti, this Marko jeng Asih and his beautiful daughter, Sinta," said Bu Siwi after being in front of his guests.
Marko greeted Bu Asih as well as Sinta in a beegantian manner, Sinta's amazed gaze never separated from the figure of the man sitting quietly in front of him.
Bu Siwi and Bu Asih looked engrossed in their chat, his intention to give a chance to two young people who were deliberately betrothed, but Marko was busy with a flat object in his hand.
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"How long has it been a doctor?" , Marko's voice broke the silence, after he and Sinta sat on the side porch, of course with the coercion of their mothers.
"It has been four years, now it has just taken an orthopedic specialist," replied Sinta blushingly.
"Sorry, do you know the purpose of your arrival in this house?" ,Marko is always cold and to the point of not being too familiar with women.
"What do you mean, I don't understand?" replied Sinta innocently, Marko can already judge if the girl sitting next to him is just pretending.
"You know that your arrival here was deliberately introduced to me?" said Marko, in a pressurized tone.
"O, is it, is there any harm if our parents are well-intentioned for the future of their children?"
"There's nothing wrong with me, but not with me, you need to know, I can't accept this matchmaking, because I already love someone, so you don't expect more from this introduction," frontal speech coming out of the lips that never touched the nicotine poison.
Sinta's face paled, not expecting if the man who looked quiet, authoritative, charismatic and of course handsome, blatantly refused an arranged marriage with him.
Less what try, I, beautiful, pinter, doctor, dare this old virgin reject me, with a difficult gaze Sinta grumbled in the heart.
As beautiful as the woman was, to the extent that Mas Marko rejected me, I would not stay silent, I had to find out who the woman was my obstacle.
"Why shut up? you understand what I'm saying?" , Marko's baritone voice surprised Sinta a little.
"Eh, understand, understand."
"Yes, I have to go, there is still business, just enjoy my mother's banquet, assalamualaikum," Marko immediately left the park bench to enter the house, say goodbye to his mother as well as Bu Asih.
While Sinta who is still sitting in the park, can only be pensive while planning something, in order to get closer to the man who has made her fall in love since she first saw him a few years ago.
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What will Sinta do, wait for the next episode, do not forget the votes and comments, hearken already stopped by.
