The Chosen Heart

Episode 122

The middle-aged woman greeted all of them with a sumringah smile. Beside him, a handsome young man in Koko's suit is complete with his scabbard. Follow them one by one.

''Dharma, is this really you?''

Zahra saw the young man in front of her. He was tall, pure white, narrow eyes with a fine sideburn. The dimple of his cheek makes his face not easily bored in view.

''Hehehehe, yes it is Mbak.''

He scratched the back hair that was not itchy. His nature is still grim. Zahra bracelets her head and still does not believe in the change of her cousin's body.

''I'll be looking forward to it, his comment. Let's go in first, Monggo!"

The young man named Dharma invited him to enter. Because it starts in the afternoon. The journey is quite far, almost 4 hours to arrive at the destination.

Everyone gathered in the front living room. Kyai Jauhari introduces Surya, as a daughter-in-law to the host. He also told me where Surya came from.

Zahra, who had not been to her aunt's house for a long time. Wanted to go around the house. He saw a lot of changes.

Aunt Aisyah, the sister of her mother, also has a boarding school. Right behind his house. But the house is directly connected to the princess cottage. After passing through the kitchen, he would be able to see directly the mushola of the princess cottage. Before heading to the Mushola. He had to pass through a hallway with a paving road and he had a vine and passion fruit that crept into a semicircle.

From a distance, there was a gurgling water chime with the voices of the santriwati who were waiting in line at the ablution and bathroom.

Adhan praying magrib will indeed reverberate, if santri queuing is common. But, there are those who make a focused look at someone in the other direction. He stood up, staring out the window that was covered in bamboo. He seemed to be intensely observing his target.

Zahra who recognized the figure, even though it had pangling immediately surprised him.

Doubles

Zahra pats Dharma on the shoulder. Sontak made himself surprised and immediately rash to see Zahra there.

''Hayo! What are you looking at? Naughty right now. Gus suddenly looked at the princess. Shut up - shut up again, '' Investigate Zahra.

''Ah Ma'am. Don't noise. What if someone notices?" Dharma Reply. He was restless instead of playing, he saw Zahra and occasionally looked out the window to make Zahra more curious.

''If you're not here, then why are you here? kayak maling aja.''

''cc... No papa. Come on, let's go inside."

Dharma pushed Zahra's back, turned to walk towards the path of home?

''No ah. I want to know what you're doing. Go on ), who were you peeping on?'' Zahra asked curiously. He came back again, and was curious to see who or what was behind the bamboo curtain window.

Dharma stopped before he could see out the window. He spread out both his hands. Forbid Zahra to see it.

''If you don't let me see it now . I'll report you to umimu. Let you, be banned close to the princess's cottage." Threat Zahra.

Dharma was clear, his face begging Zahra not to do that. Make sure not to report the incident to uminya.

"Later on. I told you, but now go back to ndalem yuk. You haven't introduced your husband yet.'' Dharma is looking for a reason.

''You're getting suspicious, I want to see.'' Force Zahra.

He asked the Dharma to get rid of it. Until finally, he had to push Dharma aside.

Zahra managed to look out the window. There's nothing. Mushola is still quiet and some santriwati are pacing. But, in the corner of the mosque there is almost no visible santri princess. Sitting, still in plain clothes reading the Qur'an.

"Who is he?'' Ask Zahra directly Dharma is getting anxious.

''Who's up? There is no one.'' Answer the Dharma, as it passes. Zahra followed him with narrowed eyes, apparently if Dharma knew who Zahra meant.

''If you don't say. I will ask Aunt Aisyah directly and I will find out for myself who the santriwati.'' Threaten Zahra

Dharma has been clucking many times. Regretting his actions today. He shouldn't have done that again and he knows now. Especially by the cousin who always kepo it.

''Don't tell Mom. He doesn't know anything yet. Even I'm afraid, if he finds out what I did today.''

"Then. Who's she?" Ask Zahra again.

But before Dharma answered Surya's voice shifted his focus. Her husband was already standing in the doorway of the restriction between the home kitchen and the hallway.

''You have to tell me everything. Before I go home tomorrow.'' Zahra said and then left Dharma to walk to Surya.

''What's up?'' Ask Surya.

''There is nothing. Just talking, long time no see.'' Answer Zahra's smile knot.

''Oh yes. I haven't seen you in a long time either. But, it seems that you are avoiding me instead.'' Surya.

''Ah sorry. I don't mean like that.'' Zahra said regretfully. He was not happy with Surya.

''Ahaha. Joking. Come pray!'' Bring Surya

Zahra nodded. She followed her husband's footsteps. Before that he stopped by the bathroom to get some water and made a little fresh.

Today they will spend the night there. Zahra and Surya were given their own rooms on the second floor. Previously it was Dharma's sister's room, but he was currently in the pesantren.

Very spacious room. One large bedroom one teak closet with no doors. Dressing table and some women's trinkets furniture.

Most interesting, the window of the room. With two doors, and when opened not only the wind that enters. But also the expanse of the sea is clearly visible from there. Currently, the sun is sinking emitting a whistle of orange color almost red in space.

''It's already me."

Zahra was already fully dressed in a mukena. He carries a prayer mat in his hand.

''We can both be here, right?'' ask Surya.

Zahra gulped. She was still not used to the look in her husband's eyes. Straight down your head.

''Norong."

They pray together. Syahdu and mendayu-dayu. When two people face the Creator.

After a long time of pondering, Zahra gave up her face. He quickly returned his hijab.

Surya had been observing his wife. A smile does not come off his lips. Then he looked towards the window. The night wind, it hit his face.

''Cool. Hangul dong.'' Suddenly Surya had already wrapped his hands around Zahra's body. Hugging that slender body from behind. Success makes the Zahra Heart beat fast.

''Mas ''Mas. Shame ah, later if anyone sees.'' Zahra tried to take Surya's hand off. However, his embrace grew tighter. Surya enjoys the scent of Zahra's body from the nape of her neck.

''Nothing, tonight this room is for the both of us.''

Zahra finally stopped struggling. His body, starting to heat up, felt a sudden tingle as Surya started to flick his hijab. He managed to touch his neck.

''I closed the window.'' Zahra.

''No need. Let it be, the colder the more I want to be warm.'' Prevent Surya.

Zahra smiled knot. He turned his body to face Suaminyam

''Mas, I'm still curious. Why did you accept our match? Since when, do you like me?'' Ask Zahra.

Until now, she was still curious about the similarities of her husband. Still vividly remembered, on the night where he had rejected her. But, right now he just took it for granted.

''What yes ...Pity may be the same for you. Unmannered. Hahahaham'' Surya said with a laugh.

''Ah ''Ah... Males. I seriously ask?''

''What yes? Yes, that's the answer. Abah nawarin is a woman. She said she was beautiful, meek, kind, smart. But not practice. Who came to apply and in the application there was no one suitable."

''Emang right Abah said that?''

''Really. Ask Abah, if you don't believe.''

''Do you want to do that?"

''Yes..."

''Not afraid, women are ugly or fat. Not fit for kreteria mas?"

''But really shadow that. Moreover, Hanan and Zahwa are often Malutin's too. But yes, if the soul mate should be accepted right. More or less our partner is enough we know.''

''If only it were Mas? If you give them a choice. Same Me, with the One who chose Abah who at that time Mas did not know. Who will choose?''

Solar silent. Weighing.

''I don't know, now it's all you've chosen.''

''Ih... Parable. Bayangin if not married. And I have to choose that.''

''Yeah, don't know. Unless you liked me before. I will choose you, but it is not like that.''

Zahra silence. So all this time Surya never knew his love feelings. Zahra and Hanan never said it either.

''Hanan and Zahwa once said that you like me. But the night before I left for UCL, I asked how you felt. You answered No.''

''And all this time I don't want to know that, my true feelings?''

Surya geleng. Zahra sighed harshly. Congkol, it turns out her husband is so stiff not sensitive at all.

''Don't you think what Hanan and Zahwa said was true? You have feelings for me.'' Solar Search

Zahra did not reply. He left, just passed by.

''yeah... How silent? so right?''

Seeing Zahra's arrogant attitude answered Surya's question.

''Sorry, '' said Surya. With a red box in front of Zahra.

''What is this?" ask Zahra, confused.

Surya opened the box. Seen a flower-shaped jewel brooch with a pearl ornament she was in the middle.

Zahra.

''I can't be as romantic as Hanan ya.'' Surya said suddenly after seeing Zahra's usual face when he showed the contents of the box

''Huh. Why are you suddenly talking about Mas Hanan?''

''That's your first love, right? so I want to be like him, too...'

''But I'm not Zahwa mas'' replied Zahra

Surya's stunned. Zahra smile.

''What I have is Mas Surya. Whatever Zahra's husband does, it'll always make Zahra happy." Zahra.

****

Haichu

Zahwa and Hanan sneezed together. Then look at each other.

''Is anyone talking about us?'' ask Zahwa.

''Where do I know.'' Reply Hanan.

Hanan forbade Zahwa to go to Trenggalek. At this time he had to accompany his wife on the road and become a carrier of his belongings.

And now they are in a shopping mall Auliya Tomb in Jombang. Zahwa bought a lot of stuff. In addition to having to pay for it, Hanan also had to bring it.

''My hands are not fit. It's the shopping.'' Hananm said He became the center of attention of people because it brings a lot of groceries.

Zahwa. Actually, she did not have the heart, but just happy to prank her husband. That way her husband's charm will decline a little.

Actually upset because not allowing to come to Trenggalek not how much. She was more upset that Bibi Asih had come to her room carrying many love letters from the santriwati for Hanan. He thinks Hanan is still a virgin.