Substitute Priest For Chayra

Mutually Recognize

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After handing Fariz, Fahmi, and Fauziah over to law enforcement, Ameer and Nafira want to see their daughter, Nayla.

The two middle-aged people chose to ride in Alif's car. Rafa and Zidan drive their own cars.

Ameer and Nafira's heart beat very fast when the car they were riding stopped in front of a minimalist whitewashed house. Nayla's place is right now.

The two middle-aged exited the car after Alif opened the door. Then the two walked towards the terrace with hands.

Every now and then they let out a long sigh and exhaled slowly to crush the nervousness that was present.

"Assalamu'alaikum-" Alif said a greeting and pressed the doorbell.

"Wa'alaikumsalam --" There was a reply from inside the house followed by the sound of the creaking of the door opened.

"Mas Alif-" Netra Chayra sparkled as she found her husband standing at the door.

"Mommy and dad Elmira are coming, right?" whisper while looking around, looking for the object in question. There was only Rafa and Zidan throwing smiles at him. Chayra also returned the smiles of the two young men.

"So Ra. They're standing behind Rafa and Zidan." Alif demeans the intonation of the voice followed by her trademark charming smile.

"C ...." Chayra was shocked as Zidan and Rafa slightly shifted positions. There were two middle-aged people standing behind them.

Chayra's tongue is twisted. Wanting to say a word, he was completely incapable.

"Chayras? You're right Chayra, aren't you? Adnan's student who used to visit the house?" Nafira scouts Chayra with a question sentence and walks over.

"Tana-te. Aunt Nafira?" Chayra stuttered.

"Yes Dear. This is aunt Nafira. His mother Adnan - -"

"God willing, Auntie -" he said a little screamed.

The two women of different generations were hugging each other accompanied by a happy twinkle that emanated clearly in their eye beads.

"How are you, Ra? Why is it that after Adnan has expressed his feelings for you, you avoid him by moving to college and never visiting our house again?" Nafira broke into a hug and stared fixedly at the beautiful face of the woman who had made the son fall in love.

Apparently, Adnan is a young lecturer who put his heart on his student, Ayunda Chayra Putri. And he once made Chayra his assistant.

"Ee .. that's because -"

"Already Ma. Don't ask Chayra that question! Mama should understand. Maybe Chayra felt bad for ever rejecting our son and preferring to maintain his relationship with Damar" he said.

"O-om-"

"It's good to see you again, Ra." Ameer commented a smile and ruffled Chayra's hijab.

"Actually, we really hope ..you become part of our family. In the past, Adnan always praised you every time he talked to us. Because you are a student who is beautiful, smart, noble heart, and of course managed to make our son fall in love. Darling, you rejected him and chose Damar so Adnan was heartbroken. Luckily, his heartbreak did not last long. A year later, Adnan meets a woman who can take your place."

"So, is Adnan married?"

"Of course you have, Ra. Then what about you? Are you married to Damar?"

"Sa-yeah ...."

"Chayra is not married to Damar. They're not fools. And Chayra's soul mate is me -" Alif embraces and gently rubs Chayra's shoulder while transferring positive energy to make her feel calm. Alif really understands what Chayra is feeling right now.

"Oh .. So-Alif your husband, Ra? Thank goodness you're not a match with Damar. Actually, Adnan already knew all about Damar, because he was still our relative. Therefore, Adnan ventured to express his feelings for you and wanted to immediately whip you so that you could be released from Damar. But you refused and avoided it." Ameer said something sad.

"Sorry --" Chayra lowered her face. He felt even more unkind to his father and mother Adnan, a former lecturer whom he had considered to be his own brother.

"Alright, Ra. It's all over. After all, our son is married, as are you. Aunty pray, may your household always mawadah warahmah." Nafira pulled both corners of her lips up and gently rubbed Chayra's cheeks.

To Nafira, Chayra was like her own daughter. In the past when Chayra was still sitting in college and became a student of her son, not infrequently Nafira asked Chayra to accompany her shopping or just a walk in the mall.

The presence of Chayra, a little treat his longing for the long-lost princess, Nayla.

"Grad ...." Deheman Zidan's voice managed to divert attention so that their chatter was trimmed.

"I'm sorry if I'm being disrespectful. But, it would be nice if the host allowed us to go inside. Was it not our purpose to come to this house to bring together Mr. Ameer and Mrs Nafira with Elmira. I mean ... Nayla," he said later, glancing at Alif and Chayra with the tails of his eyes.

"Oh Allah, O Robb, until it is forgotten --" Chayra smiled clumsily. While Alif scratched his nape which did not feel itchy at all.

"Sorry Om, Auntie, Mas Zi, Mas--"

"Rafa-" Alif said to his wife.

"Eh, yes. Come on in!" Chayra allowed all her guests to enter the house.

Ameer and Nafira nodded and published a smile. They enter the house accompanied by a heartbeat that is getting faster.

"Nayla my daughter - -"

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