The Customary Line of Marriage

Invitation from the Ex

The sound of birds chirping whistling accompanied the dewy morning. It rained quite a bit last night. The owner of the bird-loving contract will surely wake his tenants with the sound of birdsong squeaking. This morning, Raniyah looked at her face, her puffy eyes could not be hidden. He sighed, I don't know what people would think if they saw him, but how else, his work had piled up, his teaching hours were quite solid.

His feet stepped in high hell shoes, for a moment he looked at his tiny body, he put a smile on the mirror in front of him.

I am not very beautiful, I am small and I may not be too deserving to be chosen as a wife said Raniyah in her heart, so that her cheeks were not wet again by tears, immediately his hand picked up a tissue near the television.

His confidence seemed to evaporate overnight due to being too hurt and disappointed. After wiping away her tears, Raniyah stared at her phone screen, all messages from Fahrul none were read she immediately deleted messages and contacts Fahrul.

Next, Raniyah stepped out of her contract, not forgetting that she locked her contract, as she passed the stairs she passed by the owner of the boarding house who was playing with birds.

"Hike neng?" Sapanya glanced for a while then focused back on her pet bird.

" Yes sir, excuse me sir," replied Raniyah as she opened the gate.

As soon as he got out, the motorcycle was stuck in front of him with a man piggybacking on a woman waiting in front of him. Raniyah was sculpting, her heart was pounding, almost she was unable to support her body.Fahrul and his woman came down from the motor, they walked closer to Raniyah.In Raniyah's heart whispered.

A Fahrul fits him better, look at them worth it.

Raniyah was downcast, I don't know what she could do, at this time she had to try hard to deal with it. Fahrul looked at Raniyah who was bowed, clearly Raniyah's eyes showed the condition of his heart.

"I'm A Fahrul's nominee" Wristled the woman next to Fahrul.

Raniyah looked at the smooth white hand, slowly she was reluctant but she finally accepted the hand job, with a slashed heart.

" Yes, I'm Rani," Reply Raniyah held her lips steady and kindly greeted the woman in front of her.

Raniyah did not reply to him, but as much as possible she forced a smile review. Fahrul tidal stopped him staring at Raniyah who seemed not to see a single bit towards him.

"I have to go to work, I'm sorry excuse me," Reply Raniyah formally farewell.

"Oh yeah sorry to bother you,"

Raniyah nodded then immediately passed with a feeling of uniqueness, Fahrul behind him continued to look at Raniyah, looked Raniyah sprained because of his high heel, Fahrul quickly approached.

" Are you okay?" Say Fahrul while holding Raniyah's arm.

" No, I'm fine," said Raniyah immediately detached from Fahrul, while throwing his face away.

Raniyah immediately got up and endured the pain of her leg due to a sprain, she walked a little limped, Fahrul continued to pay attention to her with pity. Just a few steps Fahrul stop Raniyah.

" Come to my wedding!" Her speech.

Instantly Raniyah fell silent and stopped stepping, that was when Fahrul approached her and took out a marriage invitation letter, then extended it to the bowed Raniyah.

"Come, so that I may not feel guilty" he continued.

Raniyah took his invitation, but not knowing Fahrul's words, he chose to leave Fahrul, however, the wound is not dry at this time. Whose heart does not hurt and will not be disappointed, if his love ends in sorrow. " Grown rice grows weeds".

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