The Her Wedding Dress

CH40 - Indira Prize

Bu Mega clasped his hand tightly. Hand

what was usually warm, now cold and wet. His face was pale

clearly describe how his mood is at the moment. Not only

his mother, Malikpun also felt the same way.

Malik's world seemed to collapse upon hearing the proposal

Akbar on Indira. Everything that has been prepared as perfectly as possible

now there is a shadow. Akbar proposes to Indira first, and the girl

accept it.

There's nothing else to do

in addition to being generous and mengikhlaskan Indira. Maybe this is his fault

alone because it takes too long to buy time. If only he were faster,

had he not thought too long, had he had a chance

once more. The result will not be like this. Malik cursed himself

they themselves are too cowardly.

He looked at Bu Mega's face and smiled with

gentler. His hand rubbed slowly on Bu Mega's back as if to tell him that

he's doing fine.

His view shifted to the Indira who was

speechless looking at the coiled cicin on his ring finger. Malik grabbed Indira's shoulder

and hugged him tightly.

“Congratulations yes ndi.. I will always pray that

best for you. Akbar is an amazing husband candidate”

Unexpectedly, Indira returned her embrace and

little sniffling. Maybe this girl is too happy. That's what's inside

malik's mind.

After dinner, Malik prefers

to help Bu Mega clean up the park compared to gathering with the

the other guy. He saw that Bu Mega was hugging Indira. Malik knows

it was a disappointment that his mother was experiencing.

Malik deliberately gave time to mother and child

who's having that conversation. He picked up the dirty dishes and went to

kitchen to wash it immediately.

Malik received no help from

Indira. The girl helped him without saying a word.

“sayang.” Malik stopped his activities and

look at the source of the sound. That was how quickly Akbar changed his call

with Indira. Actually since when did Akbar have a taste to the girl.

Why did Akbar keep such an important matter to him. No wonder, himself

and also do the same.

Whatisit?? Why Akbar is so relaxed kissing

indira forehead. Did Akbar not see his presence in the room??

His chest became tight, his face was hot, his heart was pounding, his hands were

quavering. Is he jealous?? Malik shook his head slowly.

After the departure of Akbar and his papi, Malik

refocus with the dirty dishes in front of him. He just wants to be soon

end the day and sleep in her comfortable room. Malik does not have

energy if you have to go home to Mr. Adi and decide to stay at home

Mr. Adrian.

Malik dried his hands and prepared to

go to the room. But his steps stopped because Indira held back her arm.

“Where are you?”

“You sleep ndi. Why?” Answer Malik

avoiding the gaze of Indira.

“mau temenin me ga?? I need another temen”

For a moment Malik was silent. He thought over and over again

this time it was really what he was going to do right now. His eyes were closed and

holding Indira's hand tightly. Malik showed his handsome face as if he wasn't

something's going on.

“ndi. I have one more gift for you” Malik.

stand in the middle of the room. It's still like Malik saw it at the beginning,

just getting more beautiful with the addition of a jewel necklace and a small crown.

Malik noticed the girl's face changed

be wistful. Her tears blocked the view. Grips

his hands became tighter.

“malik this what??” His voice sounded soft because

fight with tears

“kado for you. You can use reception time

your wedding is the same Akbar” replied Malik while staring at the dress. A little regret that comes

make his mind run around here and there.

Not hearing any answer, Malik turned his eyes to Indira. Him

he saw the woman he loved looking down. His face was wet with water

eye. The girl cried without a sound.

Malik grabbed his head and buried Indira's face in his arms. I don't know what

being wept by Indira, it was clear Malik's heart was hurt when there were tears

that out. He patted Indira's back.

“Ma.. thanks Malik.. thanks. I love you..” Indira's voice starts to sound from.

in Malik's chest

Malik just nodded and tightened his embrace. Hope this hug will be

the last gift from Indira to him. A few hours ago, his heart

it beats because of a kiss from Indira. But now, maybe the heart

it had stopped beating because it had to let go of the woman he loved to

own best friend. What a bitter reality.

Malik hugged Indira until the tears really did not come out and Indira was able to calm herself. After being silent for a while, Malik caught up with Indira sitting on the bed, leaning back comfortably. They were both washed away in the beauty of the wedding dress before him.

“Malik.”

“hmm??”

“I love you.”

“iyaa me too.. ndi, you know how many times have you said that?? People will later

suppose your future husband is me, not Akbar”

“gitu is also gapapa hehe”

“apa?? You mean?”  Malik

turn his eyes to Indira. Stare at the girl with thousands

the question on his face. What he just heard should have been

it was happy news for him. But why are the worries created.

But that's not the answer Malik got, though,

except for the warm hands of Indira.

**

Time and time again Bu Mega knocked on Malik's room door,

but no answer was heard. It is too late if

he visited Malik in the morning? In the end Bu Mega undoes his intentions

to talk to Malik. His steps stopped when he heard

groaning from inside Malik's room.

Without thinking, Bu Mega immediately entered

go inside and check what's going on. He saw Malik's body

covered in blankets, leaving his face alone. Bu Mega approached and noticed

face Malik.

The handsome face of his adoptive son was wet because

sweat, his lips quivering, and he ceaselessly whimpered. Because I'm worried, Mom

Mega put her palm on Malik's forehead. He was a little surprised because

malik's body temperature is quite high.

Ms. Mega immediately went to the kitchen, took the basin

contains cold water and a towel to compress Malik's body.

Patiently and painstakingly Bu Mega took care of Malik

who is sick. Swiping the sweat dripping from Malik's forehead, massaging

his hands and feet. Bu Mega was a little sorry about what had happened.

Although this was not his fault, still he felt a little disappointed by the choice

Indira. Not because Akbar is not good, but Bu Mega feels that Malik is

the most appropriate husband for Indira.