Tamara's Forced Marriage

Chapter 13

“Tamara... wake up dear,” said Sari repeatedly patted her son's cheek rather hard. Meli is still trying to smell the scent of wind oil on the nose. Everyone was waiting for the girl to wake up, especially Ziddan who had just officially become her legal husband.

 

Ziddan was very worried about Tamara. When Tamara ran Ziddan had chased after her, she heard what Tamara said in the park. Even he was also the one who carried the body of his legal wife to a room full of white rose decorations, the favorite flower of the girl. The fragrant smell of the flower was inhaled by Tamara, then made her aware. Tamara circulated her glaring gaze throughout the beautiful room. Feeling a slight pain in his head, he grabbed a white rose scattered on the bed where he lay.

 

“Reza, surely you are the one who loves this white rose right?” sigh Tamara.

 

She grabbed a soft white hand and then kissed it.

 

“Honey, where does it hurt?” The adult hand still gently rubbed his son's hand.

 

“Here, Bu.” Tamara pointed at the chest covered in the wedding dress. Sari grasped both hands firmly, then shed tears.

 

Meli again gives strength to her best friend, “Ra, currently there are far more loving Lo. More than Reza. He was soft-hearted, no less handsome than Reza. Try Deh Lo see.” Meli tells Ziddan who is outside the room to enter Tamara's room which will also be her room.

Ziddan stepped out through the doorway with jasmine flowers. The sweetest smile he presents to his legitimate wife who is very beautiful, without makeup only beauty like an angel. Especially at this time his face was polished by a fairy who was an expert in his field with expensive fees, of course, the results were amazing.

The bespectacled man approached his wife who was still lying down. Sari pulled over letting Ziddan take his place sitting right in front of Tamara.

 

“How are you, my wife?” Tamara is still a stranger to her current status. She researched with both eyes the face of the man who is currently claiming to be her husband. But that was the truth, Ziddan was her legal husband. There is no Reza.

“Wife? Sorry Ustad, I'm not used to that word.”

 

Sari and Meli who were still in the room then slowly came out quietly leaving Tamara, intending to give time for the two of them to talk to each other from heart to heart.

 

“Nothing, Tamara, I will wait for you to receive me. I have known you for a long time, and I have long kept this feeling of love.”

 

“Why does ustad never state it? Did Ustad know I was in a relationship with Reza?”

 

 

“Then what now ustad regret having married me who still save feelings for Reza?” That word hurt to Ziddan. So distracting his mind. But with the sincerity of love that he has, he tries to accept whatever the current state of his wife is. He took this as a test in his household.

 

“No, I take this as a test for me.” Ziddan took a strong breath before continuing.

“I have said ijab kabulku. It is my promise before God, I will accept you as you are, I accept all that is in you, your shortcomings and advantages. Your past and future.”

 

Tamara was silent to her husband's words. He saw Ziddan by the girl from toe to head very carefully looking for the difference with Reza what his best friend said earlier. Ziddan is not as handsome as Reza who is sturdy, but his height exceeds Reza. The look on her shady and sweet face made people not tired of looking.

 

It was not felt that the conversation between the two had spent until the afternoon. The Tamara brothers serve the invited guests because there are still those who visit to enjoy the party dishes and some have returned home. His father and mother were still accompanying their co-workers who looked engrossed in talking. Meli knocked on the door of the room that was curtained by the series of jasmine slowly, afraid to disturb the newlyweds. After three beats Tamara finally came out with a shabby face.

 

“Ra, I said yes. Good night first, dear.” Meli kissed her best friend's cheek. Then she searches for Tamara's husband inside.

“Ustad Ziddan, good luck yes,” god.

 

“Mel...” grunt annoyed Tamara will seduce the woman. Meli soon passed leaving the two in the room.

 

“Not to be delivered to the front, you just take a shower there both.” Again the woman was flirting.

 

Tamara took a towel rushing to the bath, ignoring the words of her best friend earlier. Not even a little glance at her husband who had just noticed her behavior as if Ziddan gave a code to follow her into the privacy room.

 

Is Tamara going to melt into Ziddan?

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