The End of the Waiting

Stepping Forward

The news of his marriage had reached the ears of Ustadz Yusuf and Umi Rahma who seemed happy and prayed for the smoothness of what was planned.

When Amara contacted, she seemed enthusiastic about telling their meetings. Umi Rahma who was across there just smiled because she knew from the beginning about Akram's intentions.

Amara also asked them to come on her happy day. Not forgetting to ask Umi Rahma to take Fatimah, but the woman said she could not promise if Fatimah would come because she was still in Kediri to take care of her mother who was still sick.

If only not in a busy situation, Amara would like to visit Fatimah.

After chatting a lot with Umi Rahma and getting a wedding ban, Amara turns off the call.

After preparing with natural thin makeup, Amara put on a color hijab in line with the dress worn. His lips curled at one try he managed to install a hijab with a model like a guide from YouTube.

After everything was enough and not too excessive, Amara approached her parents' room. Before entering, he knocked on the door first.

“Mother is better?” tanya Amara approached towards the bed where her mother was lying.

“Already mendingan. The disease of the elderly. You changed mom with dad, yes.” Raisa threw a calming smile.

This afternoon Amara was contacted by a maid at home who said that her mother had fainted when she had just stepped on the main door. He immediately gave instructions to take her to the room and called the doctor. After doing many commands he approached the father and told the state of his mother.

They leave work and go home immediately.

Raisa experienced low blood, her body temperature was also hot, probably because it was lacking rest. The doctor prescribed the drug and asked her to take Raisa to the hospital if within three days her fever did not go down.

“Beres. Mom just rest, don't forget to take the medicine.”

Amara immediately said goodbye and met the father who had been waiting together with his assistant.

Tonight there's a wedding invitation from a business client. Usually Raisa will accompany her husband, but because of her condition is not healthy, Amara must replace her to be the father's partner.

“The bride-to-be every day her aura is getting pretty. What an angel of an enchanting world,” praise Adnan proud.

“Dad,” whine Amara with shame.

The car driven by the driver drove to the event location, a five-star hotel that is certainly very luxurious.

“Kram can not be invited too?” Adnan looked a little at his daughter.

“I don't know because never communication. Mama Azizah said we should hold back and let Mas Akram keep my honor as a woman.”

The last time they met was a week ago at lunch together. After that, they never met or asked each other.

However, although the body can not meet, but the two always pray for each other. In the sky they looked at, there was always a longing tucked away.

“Good. It should be like that. Lovely romance after the wedding will feel different, Mara.”

The two entered the ballroom after officers checked the invitation and scanned the code. The waiter helped find the table they were going to occupy.

Amara looked around. He was shocked as his eyes skimmed with the man he should have avoided.

Haris thanked the waiter who drove him to the same table. The new Adnan realized that it was his former future son-in-law, displaying a shocked expression.

“How are you, Om?” ask Haris nervously. Since canceling her engagement, only this time did they meet.

You are shameless! Still got a face to ask. Amara wanted to swear like that, but really it was not done because the one who cursed it was Mbak Mei.

“Better since you don't exist!” answer Amara cynically.

“Forget. Everything that has happened will not be repeated again, but thank you for being Amara can be a better person again. Let's just say you are the test,” Adnan replied.

“I'm really sorry.”

Ah, that's how humans are. Always admit to regret if what was done did not go according to his wishes.

“May you live well with your wife.” Adnan said it flat and asked Amara to accompany him to the village.

After waiting in line and congratulating the bride and her family, they went back down and no longer saw Haris there.

Events like this are not only used as a celebration of the party, but some people make it as a business transaction.

Get together, talk about business, look for opportunities and add connections. That is something that is no longer surprising to Amara who now understands.

Some people who knew Adnan greeted, then praised Amara who looked so beautiful. They did not even hesitate to throw jokes to make Amara a future wife who was only responded to with a soft laugh.

“Goodnight, Mr. Adnan.”

“Wah, Mr. Nugroho, glad we could be reunited here,” said Adnan shook the young man's hand politely.

“Mara, meet him Pak Wahyu Nugroho from Nugroho Company.” Look at Amara who nodded and clenched her hands. “This is my daughter who now serves as director.” Adnan introduced him to the man.

“Greetings, Mr. Wahyu Nugroho. Nice to meet you here,” Amara said politely.

“Happy can also meet you.” The man smiled towards Amara, but what made him uncomfortable was the man's overly intense gaze.

Since the seat in their place was empty, Adnan invited the man to sit down. Amara who was uncomfortable with the man's gaze that kept on highlighting towards her immediately permission to forage first.

It is true that his secretary said that the man was indeed young and so handsome, but Amara did not like his attitude. I hope he doesn't deal with the man, he thought.

Amara who was choosing the food presented was surprised when she saw Haris was already next to her. Whether the man was there, Amara was completely unaware of it. However, he chose indifferently and acted as if he did not recognize her.

“Mara, there's something I want to talk about,” said Haris slowly.

“There's nothing to talk about anymore, Mom. This relationship has been over for a long time, there is nothing left between us, ” Amara replied no less slowly, afraid to sound others.

“I know what I did hurt you and your family, but I'm sorry.”

“That's sorry it doesn't mean anything anymore. Live your life well and don't disturb me.” Amara pressed down on every sentence, hoping that the man could understand.

Amara no longer had a taste for food, she took a glass of water and gulped it down to half. Intending to dodge and leave, but Haris hurriedly touched his hand again and grasped it.

“I want to fix everything!”

Amara brushed off Haris' rough hand and laughed crisply. It was as if the man's words were a joke, but it sounded nauseating in his ears.

“Listen to me first! I'm serious!” said Haris again blocked the arm of his ex-wife-to-be.

“Mara!”

Both look at the source of the voice. A man with a handsome face and a soft face broke the debate between the two. The man shone a sharp glare at Haris' hand that touched Amara's arm. “What is this?” he asked in a dislike tone because someone approached his future wife, even acting more.

“Mas Akram .. I can explain everything. Don't get me wrong!”

To Be Continue ....