Syakir And Syakira

Rajis's Father's Request

Rajis' father continued to wipe the gentle mane covered with Pasmina hijab on Syakira's head. The beautiful girl kept crying with her head hidden in both hands and she put it next to her father's bed.

"Don't cry baby.. All this I did for you. I can't take care of you like I used to. Now your father's a crippled old man and a sick boy.. Justjust please. Understand the condition of the father," he told Syakira who was still a hiccup.

"But.. But.. Hix.. Why should I go with him, Dad?? Why not another young man?" syakira asked still with a hiccup.

"Why is it with Mother Zizi's child? Hasn't what you wanted all this time been realized, baby?" asked Dad Rajis to Syakira make the beautiful girl now look up to see the father with his own eyes.

He's back down. "That was Dad. But not anymore.."

"Why? Is it because of your past?" Syakira.

Rajis' father smiled, "Don't be afraid, son. I believe that Syakir can accept you. But.. You yourself have to say it. There's nothing wrong with that. Do not let Syakir know from others. It will be fatal for you and him later. Please please son. Like Dad asked first. Now even I'm asking you. Because I know and am so sure. If Syakir can be your protector and guide later. Please Son.. Follow father's request. Don't be afraid if Syakir refuses you. If you dare not say it to the shakir, then father will say it. It wasn't all your fault. It's all fate, son.."

Syakira is getting sobbing.

He doesn't know what to do at the moment. Really, the thing that surprised him so much was being betrothed to Syakir.

Especially when Syakir's hand accidentally came into contact with him. It's not like before.

Something he fears but disappears when he meets Syakir. I don't know what medicine the young man gave him until his body did not react like the man before.

Syakira thought about it all. Rajis' father was well aware of the eldest daughter's past wounds. Although it has been years.

But those memories still ring clearly in his ears and his memories of what his trauma Syakira was like to that of a man.

Rajis' father rubbed his daughter's cheek again and smiled gently at Syakira. "Listen to my dear father. Syakir the good young man. He doesn't reject you just because of your past. I know who Syakir is. The eldest son of Zizi and the late Emil was very good. He was taught by his older sister named Annisa. From him I know, if Syakir is a polite, kind, loving and very sincere young man to anyone even though sometimes he is often deceived by people who do not like him."

"Father has known him since he was fourteen when you were ten. Don't doubt the choice of ayag dear. I know what's best for you. Later, if you are gone and you can feel what you say, you will surely doubt. That what you said is true. Follow my father's request son. Marry the shakir. This is my dream from the time you were twelve when you experienced that unfortunate incident.."

Syakira is getting sobbing. He can't say anything anymore. Because his father's request was an order that he could not resist even a little though his heart was eager to refuse, but the lips were locked as if not allowing him to speak a word about what his heart wanted.