The Long Wait of the Heir

Chapter 4: The Final Decision

Syafa pulls Azril's hand, telling her to sit back .

" I'm not hungry anymore, I want to talk to you seriously ! " he ventured to look at Azril who was smiling happily

" talk, I will listen to him" he said casually looking at Syafa with a glance , Syafa felt embarrassed , then lowered his face again .

Azril raised the chin of Syafa who was lowered, hoping that Syafa could talk staring at him .

" Do you really love me? , promise not to leave me ! " he said he dared to look at the husband and then turn his face in the other direction .

" Sister emang is not a gentleman like Ustadz your dream, brother just trying to be a responsible husband according to the mandate of Mr. Imron , at that time my brother actually wanted to refuse but your father cleanly wanted to get married as soon as possible , you know you do not have a dowry for you only ten thousand money . All of a sudden there is no preparation "he said briefly but rattled the soul who told the story .

" What was the reason you told your brother to marry me ?? "

" It's actually your brother who caused your father's death, brother is ready if you want to take him to the police station" he said with tears of regret

" So it was my brother who hit my father?" syafa asked, tears began to fill his eyeballs .

" Iyya Syafa, the older brother of the time was unintentionally , the older brother was really sorry "

" Get the big brother out of here! , how can I live one house with a murderer, you hypocritical brother, " cried Syafa, Azril gawking in disbelief . Syafa's words of expelling himself really made his heart hurt .

" Shaaafa, please!! , don't punish sister like this "

" Sister doesn't deserve to be my husband, killer should be in prison ! instead of living a happy life named son of the man you killed "strictly Syafa full of disappointment, anger washed his heart until every word he said really pierced Azril's heart .

As his anger began to peak, the sound of knocking on the door

tok tok tok tok

" Assalam mu'alaykum" said the woman who was no stranger to Shafa

Shafa stood rushing to open his door , seen Ustadzhah Dahlia standing in front of him .

Syafa immediately hugged him, his sad cry down Dahlia's hearing . Dahlia took off her hug and stared at her santri's face .

" What's wrong with you ? " he asked, accidentally seeing the look of Azril was full of sadness and disappointment over Syafa's treatment of him .

Azril rubbed his face, he headed for the door to get out .

" Ustadzhah kog can come here? , who told him ? " tanya asked, walked with Dahlia to come in and sat talking to her on the sofa .

" Azril told me to come here, he asked for help to solve your problem . He could no longer finish himself " said Dahlia to Shafa's surprise .

" Azrill's sister ? " he doesn't believe

" i_ yes Azril , why ??? "

" Kog Ustadzhah knows him well? , what are you hiding from Shafa ? "

" when Azril dropped you off, the chairman of the foundation told Ustadzhah to ask who Azril was, the man who drove you two years ago . As far as we know Syafa has no brothers especially your Father has just died, we do fear of slander, let alone hear rumors of other students "

" Then ?? , "

" Azril explained that he is your husband, since then Azril's relationship with Mr. Rahman is getting closer . Even Azril became one of the donors for development in our pesantren, besides that he was also the one who financed your education to completion . Perhaps Azril was not the man who Syafa wanted , had a high religious knowledge &, but with his shortcomings he had a good adab and was willing to fight with his wealth . Remember ! God gives a soul mate not what we dream of but what we need . Not only that, you remember our abandoned mosque because of lack of funds is now almost finished it is also because of the help of him, even he declared to your Father, Imron . Ustadzhah hope you understand, why did your Father match you with him?, that Ustadzhah pamit yahh ! " says Dahlia, hoping Syafa accepts

Syafa escorted his teacher to Parkiran , seen Azril was chatting with Mr. Rahman, Abinya the teacher and the head of the foundation where Syafa studied .

" Ustadzhah pamit yahh, assalam mu'alaykum "

" wa'alaykumussalam , , , "

Syafa walked into the room and followed Azril from behind.The two were still silent without speaking.

Syafa headed to the bathroom , his sultry feeling made him want to soak in warm water . He picked up a shirt in his bag and headed to the bathroom .

While Azril sat bowing thinking about his unfinished problem . Fretful feeling teased his batian .

Syafa who just came out of the bathroom, feeling more refreshed and excited . The smell of shampoo and soap he was wearing disturbed the smell of Azril who was again agitated .

" This scented smell seems to call me to meet this perfumed owner" he said in his heart

Seen Syafa who was sitting staring at his pale face .

Azril walked towards Syafa with a slight seductive smile, "I like this fragrance, "

Shafa who saw Azril was already behind , he twisted his body to stand , yet both of his shoulders were on Azril's hold .

" Sit down, can we talk for a second?"

Syafa felt fear , Azril's gaze was like wanting something from her .

" You have nothing to fear, I'm still keeping my limits, as you said yesterday . I wouldn't have done it if I hadn't gotten your approval . Can I hold your hand ? " pinta Azril asked permission ,

Syafa was unable to say ', he just nodded .

" Well, if this marriage makes you unhappy, and you want to marry the Ustadz of your dreams, then I'll be happy...."

Shafa who understood Azril's intention immediately covered Azril's lips with his index finger, "don't ever say that" he said sincerely, ''Safa clasped Azril's hand which Azril had been holding.

Azril gazed in Syifa "means you've accepted this marriage yahh ? " ask Azril who was smiling happily ,

Syafa nodded, Azril hugged and kissed the wife's forehead .

" Alhamdulillah, if you wait here I want to take a shower first , "

Azril came out of the bathroom bare-chested making Syafa who was again sitting on the mattress cover her face.

" Sister, what are you doing?, quickly put on your clothes "his word, turn your body against the wall .

" I am now your husband, so there is no shame" Azril said while wearing his clothes .

" Have it been or haven't?"tanya Syafa in the fog

" It's a pity ", Azril twisted Syafa's body facing her.

" Don't repeat it again, I'm not used to seeing such a sight" he said making Azril smile .

" It must be in dong ! kan had become the wife of brother Azril "pinta Azril, then pulled Syafa's hand to come out .

" Where are we going?, it's afternoon "

" Want to find food, I have not eaten in the morning because we think about our problem "honestly Azril ,

" well "

They also choose a classy place to eat, various dishes have been presented at the big table.

" Sister, this is a side dish why so many?, what can Azril's brother spend all this?"tanya Syafa who is not used to eating with a variety of foods.

A difficult life teaches him not to mubazhir and learn to live a simple life.So, it is natural that the figure of Syafa prefers to live as it is.