The Chosen Heart

Episode 128's

"What's wrong?" ask Hanan

He saw Zahwa pensively on the balcony of the second-floor terrace. He was still wearing his sleeping pajamas, his eyes staring at the trees growing in front of the house.

''Suddenly, I remembered my parents.'' Answer Zahwa.

Hanan was immediately tense. Then understand. Throw his breath away. He stepped forward, offsetting the position of Zahwa who was still holding the balcony guardrail. Take a look at the wind-blown leaves. Enjoy the wind that hits their faces.

The vegetables sounded boisterous to some people downstairs. They are Zahra's family. Last night, they arrived in Jakarta. And stay at home.

Zahra looks happy, and so does Surya. This was his first time, his wife's family came together. The last time kyai Jauhari when he finished filling the tausiyah in the mosque of their home complex. And this time, this house already belonged to his daughter as well. It feels so different, time has changed the way things are.

Zahwa wasn't unhappy, he was really happy when the Zahra family was home. It was just that, he suddenly felt envious of Zahra. When all her family gathered for her, she was alone on her wedding day.

''Have you contacted Bella's cousin? He bring?'' Ask Hanan.

All she knows about Zahwa's family is Bella. He's his father's brother. And her mother was also an only child and she certainly had no relatives anymore.

''I tried to contact him. But there is absolutely no answer. Yesterday I went to her house, but her housekeeper Bella said she wasn't home. And my uncle and aunt are still busy working abroad. I don't know, I don't know. The most important thing is that I sent them an invitation and news of this event" Zahwa explained.

He covered his face with both hands. Holding back her tears from coming out, and hiding the tightness in her chest.

Zahwa was suddenly worried about the cousin. How's he doing now? it was over with her husband's family. Regretting that he's been paying less attention to Bella. He was always there for himself in difficult times.

Remember when he got married. He is the one who always encourages himself to continue to face the strange problems. She is also the one who always gives advice to and advice for her relationship with her husband. In the end, the relationship has survived until now. That cousin is the root.

However, with all the trouble and busyness lately he forgot to ask her again. And now, he's lost nowhere.

Hanan piba saw his wife. Slowly he rubbed his wife's hair. Zahwa opened his hand, revealing his face that had been soaked with tears.

Seeing that Hanan remained calm, even smiling . His hand still rubbed the Zahwa. Sontak made Zahwa surprised, his eyebrows twitched. I don't know what Hanan was thinking.

''He said, rubbing the yams and the hair of the orphans is a reward.' Hanan.

Zahwa. Face's hot. Her husband could be joking. It's not comforting, in fact, it's even mocking.

Hanan grabbed Zahwa's hand. He put it over Hanan's hair. And made him rub his hair.

''Impass not. Both get their reward. We're both orphans now.''

Deg.

For a second Zahwa was staring. Staring into his eyes looking for something behind his bead. Her husband smiled, but he just woke up. If it wasn't just him now who was missing his parents.

Zahwa hugged her husband. Drowning her cries in my husband's field chest. Hanan hugged her tightly. Equally strengthen each other.

''Crying, that longing is hard. But, remember that I'm with you, always, forever. Until death do us part. You're not alone. There's me, for you.'' Whisper Hanan. His hand was stroking Zahwa's back. Many times he also kissed his wife's crown.

"Come on! We pray Dhuha. We pray for our parents, ask blessing for a thousand times." Hanan.

''But Dhuha prayers for_

Zahwa has not yet finished speaking. Hanan. He just wanted to say, if Dhuha is for those who want the smooth running of Rizqi.

''Alloh gave no time limit for his servant to ask and plead. HE's always there for us.''

Zahwa nodded, following her husband's steps into the house again. Without them noticing, Kyai Jauhari was already sitting waiting for them in the corridor of the second floor room. Hanan and Zahwa are blocked, after learning of the presence of Kyai Jauhari.

''Change ?''

Kyai Jauhari got up from her chair. Walked toward both. With a compassionate smile, he gave something to Zahwa. A jade necklace. Zahwa was stunned to see it.

''But why did Abah give it to me? It's Zahra's." Reply Zahwa .

Kyai Jauhari smiled.

''You're the same Zahra, son. You two are my daughters." Kyai Jauhari.

Zahwa seemed to find the figure of his parents again. Just now he missed her, now someone in front of him seemed to be his biological parents. Who gave her a long-lost affection.

''He is also sure. Zahra won't mind this . He loves you too, just like his brother.'' Kyai Jauhari.

"Thank you Abah.'' Zahwa

That's all he can say now. Somehow he could describe this haru and happy feeling. He really misses the figure of parents in his life. And Alloh, send Kyai Jauhari for himself.

After they talked. Hanan took Zahwa to the room to perform Dhuha prayers, as he intended earlier.

After that, they were busy with a lot of things. Perias has come and directly dress the two brides.

The groom is the same. But it didn't take long for them to finish getting ready.

Hanan and Surya were ready to pick up their bride. They both look handsome with after a golden white wedding dress that is combined with black pantofel.

While waiting for their bride to finish in makeup. The grooms met relatives and some guests who came directly to the house.

Their relatives both seemed to be seducing them both. And said regret thing, because it turns out only found out if Hanan first married. And that was almost a year.

Uncle Sam was seen there too. He's with Hafiz. For a moment Hanan's eyes wandered around like he was looking for someone.

''Uncles. Wardah where is it?" Ask Hanan.

Wardah is like his own sister. Seeing her struggle taking care of her Aunt first, it felt incomplete if she was not on the show.

''I've already conveyed your greetings to him. I told you about your wedding too. But he suddenly said he wanted to go to his brother's house in Padang. He's been there two weeks. And have not heard from him at all.'' Hafiz replied, There was disappointment in his face.

''Oh. Too bad. But he's okay, right?'' Ask Hanan.

''Hopefully.'' Answer Hafiz. He himself doesn't know Wardah's news now. He could only pray through his words.

A few seconds later, it sounded boisterous from the direction of the middle room. They were echoing in amazement at the figures of two women who had just descended from the stairs.

They are like angels who have just come down from heaven. The fairy managed to make all the pangling to them.

''Wow wow .. This groom can also forget where his partner is." Said one of the guests. They make laughter among them.

Surya and Hanan exchanged glances after finding the comment. Hanan stared intently at Surya and his brother even smiled mischievously at his sister.

Zahwa and Zahra did not speak. They want to know, her husband can recognize her figure or not.

Suddenly Surya advanced first, and faced off at one of the brides. He stretched out his hand, startling the two brides.

All eyes are staring at him. Some people ''Oh'' don't know what they're showing. But Surya just took one of them.

''That's really Surya's partner?'' Ask one of the guests who does not know the figure of Zahwa or Zahra.

''Come on, I don't know either. But, why do so many people look surprised?'' Ask the guest in front of him. Intrigued by facial mimicry as a person there.

''Don't you really exchange?" Throw one of them again.

Make a big question mark on their minds. Everyone was tense with their own guesses.