Pursuing Love in the Past

Alfian's Wedding

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Citt...

The sound of the squeaking car tire bmw series 5 it seized the attention of people who had just passed it.

"Why are there luxury cars in this neighborhood?" asked a man while looking in admiration. "There are even 2" he said clucking in awe, as 1 more bmw cars stopped right behind him.

The grandfather along with Alfian and Winda got off the first car. Siska and her papa also went straight outside from inside the car behind her. Siska's eyes widened in shock as she looked at a building before her. His mouth was open as if he did not believe he would hold his wedding in the slums. What the hell is this old geezer, his mind. With heavy steps he walked after her.

They arrived at a narrow room that had installed several fans as air conditioners.

"Is there no other place, Cake?" siska asked who did not stop shaking her hand as if the fan in the room was useless.

"If you don't want to, yes, our marriage is postponed", threatened the grandfather.

"Agree, cake", Alfian replied quickly.

Siska immediately clasped her hand on the grandfather's arm. "Grandfather, let's postpone it for another week, yes", he asked with seduction.

"You go ahead now or we cancel" said the grandfather who was not interested in Siska's appeal.

Papa Siska who had been listening to their conversation cleared his throat. "Ehem, continue" he said briefly. You think we're gonna give up old grandpa, inner.

"Okay, please the bride and groom sit there" the grandfather asked pointing at a table.

Oh, no. It's not this kind of marriage that I want, inner Siska.

Alfian and Siska walked towards the prepared table, then sat down together before the ruler. Everyone else sat down, and the show began. Siska's annoyed face turned happy as she looked at the man beside her. What matters is that you are mine, Inner Siska.

"Well.", they shouted together.

Siska gasped in shock when the kabul ijab was done. "Means we are legal to be husband and wife" he said girang. He quickly scattered himself hugging Alfian.

"Eit... Kiss the hand", cried Alfian who immediately shuffled backwards, then gave the back of his hand.

"Alright my husband", said Siska softly with a carefree face, but Alfian shuddered in horror at hearing that.

Cih, basic double personality, and now she's my wife, inner Alfian is crying.

***

Ayunda and his family were in the biggest mall in the city. Their happiness over the freedom of the father is clearly visible when undergoing every corner of the mall. Ayunda also walked cheerfully while choosing some clothes for the father to wear. A moment Ayunda forgot one of her biggest problems, Alfian's marriage, which took place on the same day as her father's release.

"Easy, kid?" asked the mother when she saw Ayunda carrying a lot of clothes in her hands.

"No, bun", said Ayunda without looking at the mother.

"Mother is tired, Yunda", exclaimed the older brother who was also tired of following Ayunda. Even he felt sorry for going shopping, he should have gone home just like Ayunda's friends did.

"Oh, sorry bun", exclaimed Ayunda with difficulty bringing a few pieces of clothing.

"Here father help", pinta the father volunteered.

"There is no need for a father" said Ayunda, avoiding.

The father could only smile while shaking his head. "It turns out that some imitate the stubborn nature of the father", exclaimed the father when he saw Ayunda trying herself to bring all the clothes in her hands to the cashier's table.

After the brother paid for all the items that Ayunda had chosen, they rushed to the restaurant, because they did not want the father's rumbling stomach was heard by all mall visitors.

"It's okay, son. I can still hold it, really", said the father with a smile.

But Ayunda insisted on making amends. "As his ransom, Yunda will cook father's favorite gods", Ayunda exclaimed with a sweet smile featuring a row of neat teeth.

The father was silent, his happy face turned sad when he remembered the incident 12 years ago. Their happy family had to go through all of those events. He even had to stay in jail for something he never did.

The truth was finally revealed after a cctv recording of the car's dashboard showed that he was not in the truck. He was just standing next to the moving truck crashing into Alfian's old man's car. He wanted to thank the giver of evidence, but he did not know who to thank.

"Dad's okay, right?" ask Ayunda who saw the pensive father.

"It's okay, son", the father replied. "Oh, yeah... Alfian where?" asked the father to distract them. The father was stunned when he saw the expressions of the three of them. "A..is he busy?" tanyanya doubt.

The mother immediately approached the father. "Dad, don't talk about it first huh", she asked in a slight whisper to her husband, who was replied with a nod by her husband.

They sat on an empty bench in the corner of the restaurant. Ayunda's appetite is lost when she hears Alfian's name. But after getting persuasion from the mother, he finally forced himself to eat the food that had been ordered by the mother.

***

At the international airport

Alfian and Siska drive the grandfather home. The grandfather must immediately take care of business problems in Paris, because his first son (adoptive son) was not good at running the family business he had just handed over. It was for this reason that the grandfather asked that Alfian and Siska's marriage be done immediately, for he would stay in Paris for a long time.

"They... Grandfather", exclaimed Siska who deliberately shouted to attract the attention of airport visitors.

"No one knows grandfather", he murmured when he saw no reaction from people around him. "Try me to check" he said, grabbing the phone in his tote bag, then his finger scrolled the screen of the phone in his hand to search for Santoso.

Just as he came across an article about the Santoso family, several reporters ran up to them.

"Excuse me" said one reporter.

"Yes, what's wrong?" siska asked in a soft voice while stopping her finger that was still busy scrolling the Santoso family article.

"Is it true that you are the wife of Alfian Ferdo Santoso?" asked the reporter while thrusting a mic in his hand.

Spontaneous Siska flicked her long hair, then smiled sweetly at the camera. "Yes, I am his wife", Siska said in a soft voice.

Alfian advanced forward, then closed the camera lens that had been on. "Who's your permission to do the interview?" sergeant. "Turn it off now" point it at some of the cameras aimed at them.

The cameraman immediately turned off the camera. The reporters just stood stiff and stared at each other in confusion. "But your wife asked us to come" said one reporter who did not accept Alfian's attitude.

"Whose wife, huh?" tanyakanya. "Do you have any evidence?" alfian asked in a high tone, to pressure the reporters to have them leave immediately.

The commotion also caught the attention of airport visitors. Not wanting the problem to get bigger, Alfian leaned closer to Siska. "Remember grandpa's message!" threaten him with a whisper.

Siska also glared, remembering all the words of the grandfather. "Eh, sorry everyone" he said with a stiff smile. "Actually I was just joking", he said forcefully.

The reporters are upset. "Do you think we can be a joke!" said one of the reporters. "You can sue!" threaten her.

Siska gasped in surprise. Why it's like this, her mind.

"Wait a minute, I'm really sorry", exclaimed Siska with a panicked face. Her fears showed that it was true she had contacted reporters from her husband's rival station.

"Easy! Let's just go", the other reporter exclaimed in an annoyed tone. Without warning, they immediately cleaned up the equipment they brought, leaving Alfian and Siska without saying goodbye.

The sharp glare of Alfian's eyes made Siska shudder in horror. He quickly left Alfian. He continued walking towards the car park without turning his head towards Alfian. I better wait in the parking lot, inner Siska.