
For some reason, after learning that Nizam was engaged, his heart felt no longer interested in his feelings for anyone. For now, he wanted to forget the name that first stopped in the recesses of his heart and incised a feeling he had never felt before.
Nina was quite self-aware of who the person who had taken her heart was, and those sky-high expectations were definitely impossible for her to reach. And now, he had to focus on his parents' choices.
Nina tries to open her heart to the person her father and mother believe can be priests in her life. Although the challenges he will face now seem to require patience. May the son of Mr. Alkaf he can make a living role model.
Nina promises to be a good wife, though she must try again to open her heart to others. She is also unlikely to be a wife but her heart and feelings still belong to other men.
That night, was a night of relief for Bu Aminah and Pak Anwar. Because his daughter Nina agreed to his betrothal with Mr. Alkaf's son. Bu Aminah ynag initially still had a sense of hesitation trying to really menikhlaskan. Hearing the goal of her husband is so noble, it is impossible for her to be a mother who does not want to have useful children by being the wife of someone who really needs to be built into a perfect man.
The news was directly conveyed to the Al-Gazali family by Mr. Anwar. Mr. Alkaf, who was ready to lay his body on the bed, was shocked by the sound of his mobile phone shaking because his tone was turned off.
The name IDs listed there made him hurry to pick it up and hear what Anwar was saying because he called him last night. "Cash, Anwar. Waalaikumus' salam." Mr. Anwar who said the greetings across there had preceded his conversation.
"I just want to tell you that my son, Nina, agreed to this match. And she is ready to be the future wife of your son, Alkaf," the great news made Mr. Alkaf who had originally fallen into a sitting upright. The news that he was waiting for was really heard.
It turns out that the worry that since returning from his best friend's house did not occur. Because previously Mr. Alkaf had been discouraged by the fact that Nina would definitely not want to be betrothed to her aged child.
But, the assumption turned out to be wrong. The young girl had mature thoughts and did not disappoint her parents. After speaking at length over the telephone connection, Mr. Alkaf broke off the conversation.
Mr. Alkaf, who was waiting for his wife who had been saying goodbye to drinking water, was about to follow him outside. But, Ms. Zainiyah had already come with a bead of water in her hand.
"Mom, there is good news," Mr. Alkaf still holds his phone. He ran over and hugged the wife's teary body because in his hand he was still holding a glass of water with one hand.
"What's this, Pa?" Trying to balance his hands so that the water he carries does not spill. Then Ms. Zainiyah tried to keep the body away from her husband and put a glass on the table by the door.
"Ma, guess what I just heard?" instead of answering, Mr. Alkaf instead gave a riddle to his wife and it made Bu Zainiyah even more confused. Her forehead frowned in a sign of not being able to guess what her husband meant.
"Papa, here. Instead of answering, play a guess. Like a child." said the wife and tried to get on the bed and followed by ile Pak Alkaf who was still with his face.
"Nina agreed to this match, Ma. Anwar called me!" with the phone in his hand, Mr. Alkaf told him the good news. Bu Zainiyah's eyes were full of the news. Ms. Zainiyah also did not suspect that Nina the young girl had agreed to be betrothed to her son whom she had never met.
The two middle-aged people hugged each other because they were very happy. Although everything has not been done, but by hearing the news alone has made them flowery.
Impatiently they both agreed to tell Nizam the news. They also do not care about the child, has not slept.
Like a child who was getting a new toy, Mr. Alkaf and Bu Zainiyah stepped into Nizam's room in a hurry and a smile that had not been separated from the lips of both.
Mr. Alkaf tried to hold the door hendle that had been knocked on before, but there was no truth from within. Then, Mr. Alkaf opened the object which was apparently not locked. The two stepped into Nizam's room which was already visible with a dim light.
The eyes of the two circled over to the bed that was still empty and tidy, it seemed like their son had yet to lay down his body at all. Mr. Alkaf tried to find him in the bathroom, but there was nobody there either.
The balcony door that opens with a strong wind that looks like a thin curtain is dancing in the gust of the night wind. And that made them guess that Nizam must be out there. The two walked towards the balcony and flipped the thin curtains that were a barrier to her visibility outside the room.
Nizam who looks dreamy with a body that stands towering on the edge of the balcony. His shoulder-length hair he let in the night wind that pierced the body. The shorts and thin sweatshirts that wrapped around her body made her look younger than her age.
If every day the body is wrapped in formal clothes and a suit that never separated from the body. But his appearance now looks relaxed but increasingly charming. Nizam, who was not aware of his parents, was still staring straight at the distant star.
"Nizam," the voice of Mr. Alkaf disperse the daydream Nizam who was then shocked by the sudden arrival of his parents. "Mama. Papa?" exclaim Nizam shocked.
"What's up, Pa?" nizam asked confused. All of a sudden, his parents come in these nights? But why do they look so happy? clearly depicted on the face of his parents who had just pinned a smile non-stop.
"Anwar's son agreed to this match, son!" bu Zainiyah said before her husband said. Nizam did not give any response to the news his parents brought.
His mind was now no longer thinking of an arranged marriage which he thought would have no effect on his life at this moment. Nizam felt that his life had been given to his parents.
His fate that had run aground before sailing it made his life spirit broken. Maybe now is the time he should really try to open his heart to others, after the heart was filled by someone but not on target.
Nizam's face was flat in response to what his parents had said. He was tired and wanted to rest his body. "Whatever, Mama and Papa, how good. Nizam come with me!" passed away leaving Mr. Alkaf and Bu Zainiyah who were standing on the balcony of his room.
Nizam got on the bed and laid down in the most comfortable position. The two middle-aged who were paying attention to his son's attitude were just looking at each other. Let Nizam do so, the important thing is that his son will and does not refuse the match. Think they.
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