The End of the Waiting

Wedding Day

Amara was a little surprised to see the whereabouts of her future husband. He did not see that the man was here. Amara should not be too surprised by the presence of Akram, because she knows her future husband is also not a random person.

“Who are you? No need to interfere in our affairs,” Haris said with a sharp gaze like a wielding knife.

“Shut up, Mas Haris!” amara was full of anger.

Instead of being affected, Akram just came forward and extended his hand towards Haris with a meaningful smile. “Hanif Akram Arsalan, the future husband of Amara,” said he was full of emphasis which immediately made Haris glare in disbelief.

“No need to brag. Amara didn't say it!” Haris was stubborn indeed, he shook his head violently refusing to believe it.

“I didn't say it because you are nobody who matters to me and my life,” said Amara loudly making people look in their direction.

“Already, Mara. No need to be angry, do not waste energy on unnecessary things.” I don't seem to think about what happened. He seemed to remain relaxed and took Amara away immediately.

Leaving Haris who was looking at him sharply.

Amara still showed a little anger, her lips grumbled in annoyance, but Akram asked her not to continue anything she wanted to say.

“Better silence if your mouth speaks only to say bad things.”

“I'm just annoyed.”

“This is a public place, do not make others think negatively about your closeness.”

Amara complies to be silent. He sat at the same table with Akram and his assistant who greeted politely.

“You don't get me wrong,” said Amara. “He is my ex-husband-to-be,” his great-grandson is very slow.

“I know!” answer Akram relax.

Amara was surprised, she never told who her ex-husband-to-be was.

Why would Akram know?

How does he know where he is from?

Who said it?

Amara was wrong. To what extent does Akram know about her.

“Of course it is not possible and will not happen,” replied Amara. The man himself who annulled their marriage and chose to marry another woman, then he suddenly came back and wanted to fix everything. After Amara struggled through many phases to stay fine, she thought she could repeat everything from the beginning? No brain!

Even if Amara were alone, she would still reject him.

“I can explain, Mas.”

Akram shook his head slowly and replied, “I understand, Mara.” Throwing a thin smile as if what happened was not something that needed an explanation.

“Why don't you want to hear my explanation?” Amara almost vented anger. The wild side is sometimes out at certain times.

“Because I trust you,” says Akram sure.

Amara looked at Akram lamat-goal. He did not mishear, the man was not angry, demanding or upset by what was in front of his eyes.

How quaint. There are men who remain calm when his future wife is approached by another man, let alone a man from her past.

Akram's attitude caused a question mark in his heart. Is it true that the man is serious about a wedding that will be held in less than a week.

“Hey, do not think badly,” Akram's nag as if understanding the contents of his head.

“Who is bad-minded. Do not su’udzon, Mas,” kilah Amara.

“I know you're starting to have doubts, Mara. This is probably called the marriage test. Satan does not like marriage because it lasts a lifetime with a legitimate bond that is kabul ijab. Everything a couple does after ijab kabul is the fall of worship.”

“I have no doubt, just wonder,” please Amara again.

Akram shook his head in anxiety. It was very desirable that he pulled the lips of his future wife who advanced a few inches because she was upset.

“If your heart is indeed for me, from whichever side another man approaches and seduces, faithful still you will do. If you love me because of God, I am sure God will take care of our love.”

Akram can always make Amara melt with amazing sentences.

“Such sweet. How many kilos, sir?” cananda Amara smiled.

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