Queen the Ruler

Nekat Queen

Six months of time are needed after the departure of the figure of the wife from the world. Alfat is slowly starting to accept the situation. He works in a company with a focused mind. There is no other thought at all. Every morning before going to the office he always took the time to go to the tomb of the wife.

Without realizing it for six months he also tortured the figure of the Queen. The girl who always lurks wherever the widower steps.

“Today I can no longer tolerate you, Al.” murmured the Queen gazed in Alfat.

The desire to get married to Alfat is no longer able to cover up in any way.

“Prepare everything!” tell the Queen firmly.

A mosque became his choice this time to prepare all the wedding equipment. The queen had asked the assistant to prepare as well as the ruler.

“Nona, is this not too reckless?” ask the assistant to the Queen.

No one knows anything about the beautiful girl's plans. The Queen is acting as the man in power in this world and can do anything to the person she wants.

“Do everything according to my orders.” said the Queen back.

Not daring to refute when seeing how the Queen's eyes looked at him, the man could only nod. He rushed to continue everything.

While the Queen went to the office to bring the family and the groom-to-be.

This time he will move quickly before Alfat moves away.

Long story short Queen has brought the papi out of the company.

“Queen, what the hell is this? Where are you taking papi?” asked Raul who was suddenly startled by the presence of his wife in the car.

“Mami?” He was shocked to see his wife.

“Alfat?” Eris looked at the handsome man there.

“Mrs.” Alfat looked down respectfully.

The queen immediately pushed Alfat into the car. As per the command of the car, it is traveling at medium speed.

Along the way they all wondered but the Queen did not answer him at all. Even the girl is now asking the driver to go faster.

A few minutes passed and the car arrived in front of the mosque. Eris, Raul, Alfat look at each other. What they brought to the mosque.

“Queen, who is married? Why no invitations at all?” raul and Eris asked their daughter.

Seeing the decorations at the mosque gate of course they know if there is a wedding session inside. Unfortunately the Queen only smiled at a glance.

He swooped an eyebrow full of surprises at this moment. The girl immediately asked all of them to step in before her.

The queen accidentally entered at the end. Because he has to dress up so that it is not so plain when the wedding photo will be.

“This queen is there? We are still formal clothes like this again.” complained Eris looked at her, her husband and also Alfat.

“It's okay, Mi. At least not important. Or just his friend Queen alone.” alleged Raul darted away when their eyes were all fixed on women who wear white kebaya with make up rules and beautiful hair.

They seemed to open their mouths wide to realize who the bride was.

“Ra-queen?” Eris, Alfat, Raul simultaneously spoke the name of the bar-bar girl in front of there.

Without her sin the Queen walked smiling towards the front.