
Hiks hix hix ...
"Abuehhh ... Sakiiiit,"
Akmal no longer focused on what Abah said. He was stunned to see Abid whimpering in pain. Immediately took Abid out to calm him down.
Earlier, Akmal nodded his head at Abah as he gestured himself to ask for permission to come out.
Abbah gave the same signal to let Akmal out.
"Om Akmal's. Why is it so painful."
Abid's voice was still heard from inside the room. It was as if it was an expression of Santosa's heart that was languishing in hearing Abah's decision to accept Akmal's proposal and return her proposal.
Although from the beginning have set the heart about whatever happens at this time. It still feels sore. He realized that he was really in love.
Yes it hurts so much ... This is what it feels like to be heartbroken. Rintih Santosa while hiding her own face.
There was a drop of clear dew hiding at the end of the eye. Arrested for exiting. Using his thumb, he rubbed gently, "Tears, it's not good you exist."
"Santosa, you're sincere right?"said someone who represented him when applying for Jamilah.
"I'm trying, Pa,"
"Maybe he's not your soul mate, son. And maybe your real soul mate is now waiting for you to greet."
"I understand, Pa. But it hurts so much."
That was his way of removing the shackles that were felt at this moment. By complaining. Although it can not make it disappear, at least this pain can be a little mild.
Abah Ridwan's ....
However, Jamilah's decision will make Santosa disappointed. Actually he himself is not the heart, but how else.
He pondered for a moment. His seat no longer seemed comfortable. Some times change the position of the legs by occasionally taking a long breath.
"Saligned. Don't you want to talk to him" he said later.
"Saudi doesn't dare, Abah." Let's feel the same. The guilt has left his commander disappointed by the verdict he has taken.
It may be a good time, before the commander goes to reveal what he feels, despite not being able to accept his proposal. He needs to express his apology, so that guilt does not shackle his happiness at this time.
"There is Abah with your Papa who will accompany." Jamilah finally nodded. He also walked closer to Santosa who had not yet moved from her seat.
"Sir Commander, forgive Jamilah."
Santosa looked straight at Jamilah. And smile thinly. He only realized that Jamilah's call to him had never changed anywhere. 'Father commander' nothing else.
It was very different from when Jamilah called General Akmal. He never mentioned the general. What he often uses is the name of his brother to call him. Akmal or Bara. That's a call from where....
Sometimes he heard Akmal calling Jamilah by another name. Sometimes Ayu sometimes Setiawati even once she heard calling the name Beautiful Ayu Setiawati to call Jamilah.
I didn't realize they knew each other for a long time. I shouldn't be among them.
Santosa also tried to toughen up, arranging his heart to immediately move on, from the deterioration of his soul at this time. Lest there be any intention as she used to hear, love rejected shaman acts. It was far from his wish.
"What to forgive, Jamilah. There is nothing wrong with your decision. I pray you get to the wedding."
"Amin ya rabbal aalamin. Thank you Commander."
"Don't forget to invite on your happy day."
"It should be your happy day. I'm sorry I messed it up. Smile!"
Smile behind her veil.
"Santosa's ready to go home, Pa."
"Yes, we're home."
The man next to him got up. The women who were with him also rose from his seat.
With a rush Malika entered the house. A moment later he had returned with a parcel from them. To return it to its owner.
"Why be returned, let this be for Jamilah" said the man beside Santosa.
"Yes Bah. There was no way we could take what we had given," Santosa chimed even with a forced smile.
As a good host, it was impossible to let his guests go home empty-handed. A few simple parcels had already been prepared for them.
"If this is what we accept" he said honestly.
"Yes, we've said goodbye to Abah and everyone, sorry to interrupt."
"Nobody is bothered by your arrival, instead we are glad you came" Abah replied. "Even though you don't have Jamilah, come here once. Think of it as your own family,"
"Good Bah, Assalamualaikum." They also walked to the door.
"Waalaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh." Abah and the others drove the family up to their car, gone out of sight.
After that, they turned back to their original place to continue the delayed event.
Akmel ....
Akmal came running to those who were still standing at the door, still holding Abit who looked in pain. His body did not stop writhing, like a worm in the scorching sun.
"Abid soleh, hold it later brother will treat," he comforted.
"Quick Brother Abid has really could not stand this. Hiks hiks hiks ...," Core while crying incessantly.
Hasan is the goal right now. He had to be frank with Abid's true state after the kidnapping.
"Papa. Can I talk to Papa alone.
"You're impatient."
Impatiently??
Akmal became confused himself with the word he had just heard from the lips of his Papa Jamilah.maklumkan himself did not know exactly what Abah said a moment ago. Even he did not know about Jamilah's decision because he was very anxious about Abid's situation at that time.
"We're in. We continue the show by exchanging rings."
AkmaI still did not understand what happened.
"Papa, this is serious."
Hasan did not respond to him. Because what was on his mind right now was his daughter's happiness.
"Abid with Papa, son."