The Pawned Marriage
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News of the Nafisa Salsabila kidnapping incident became trending not only on social media but also on television.
Question ‘What's With Nafisa’ and hashtag ‘Jaga Nafisa’ viral in the netizen universe.
Speculation about the custody battle until its proximity to Zayn became an exciting topic in every comment column.
That afternoon, Dela and Reno sat in a comfortable living room. Reno stroked Dela's growing belly. Sometimes sneak.
“Your ex-wife is in trouble again, tuh.”
“I'm tired of hearing that. Fortunately I am now the same as you,” reply Reno while menoel Dela's nose.
“Says he'll still pick up the kids. I don't think I should. Hazard.”
“There is no ban from custody supervisors. So we still have to stick to the schedule. I'm lazy to make a fuss.”
“Ren, do you want our children taken with the troubled woman? Gini, yes, if he is as good as he imagines it, there will be no one who is evil in him. Not to mention if the crazy shows up. I don't agree.”
Dela said with a fiery tone.
Reno just smiled and pulled his wife's face. A second later, their lips were already intertwined.
Dela returned her husband's kiss. Cuddling at the same time bestows the pleasure of the man he loves very much.
“I'll both be with you tonight. Let the children be with Nafisa. Our sisters libertize as well. Or ... we stay at the hotel, want?”
Dela's eyes twinkled.
“I'll get the kids ready. Sister .... you have a week off ..”
***
Nafisa and Zayn pick up the kids. Aurelie and Milo who knew of the kidnapping incident immediately hugged her mother tightly.
“Mama, Milo already brought pistolan, if there is something evil let Milo tampakin. Milo take care of Mama.”
Hearing Milo's words, immediately Zayn sat on his knees and said, “Now there is Oom Zayn who will also take care of Mama. If obtained ... Zayn glanced at Nafisa.”
“Yuk, leave, Mama can't wait to play with you. Del, Ren, leave. Assalamualaykum.” Nafisa has not wanted to respond to Zayn's question or statement.
Reno and Dela just nodded. Dela was no longer bothered with Aurelie and Milo with Nafisa because soon she would enjoy alone time with Reno.
While holding Aurelie, Nafisa asked, “We go to Oma's house, would you like to?”
“Mau!” Aurelie and Milo replied in unison. Milo immediately asked for a cradle to Zayn and then chatted about the idea of protecting his mother with his toy gun.
From inside the house, Reno observed the four people riding in the car and then away.
“Jealous?” Dela hugged from behind.
“No, there will be you,” reply while chuckling.
Dela continued, “If you think about it, how could Nafisa escape so. Do not people who kidnap only want to just want-nakutin.”
Reno's eyebrows are fused.
“Means?”
“Yes, there are people who want to give a warning to someone through Nafisa. Who knows, maybe he was loved by the wrong person,” Dela obviously took off her hug and stood facing Reno. They sat.
“You mean Valerie? His ex-wife Zayn? Haish is alive. Come on, why do we talk about him. The important thing is not to have anything with Aurelie and Milo. Watch out if you do. Now I ready the car first, I can't wait together with you.”
“Ready, handsome.”
Dela to the room picked up a bag and some stuff. He peeked into the garage to see Reno's attitude.
Her husband was busy arranging the luggage they were carrying. Not forgetting the emergency bag for childbirth.
“May you know what I mean, Ren.”
***
A few days passed. Aurelie and Milo enjoy every minute with their mother. So also Nafisa who can forget the pain and lara who squeezed during the gathering with the children.
At night, Nafisa sat by the pool. Enjoy a star-studded night. Aurelie and Milo sleep in Mayam's room.
“Hai,” greet Zayn.
“Not sleeping, Sir?”
“Ngot sleepy. You alone? Don't think weird.”
Behind the veil, Nafisa smiled as she shook her head.
Zayn then sat cross-legged beside Nafisa.
“That's great air, yeah. The sky is also bright.”
Staring at the stars scattered, Nafisa recalled her childhood in the parlour.
“Past me and friends like to run away from windows. Then we went up to the rooftop to enjoy the stars. My home is far away. So if the night of star and moon light does not collide with the lights.”
“What's it like to live alone without parents?”
“Taste …? Promiscuous. Seneng by himself. Sad for myself. Try not to overthink. Some of the orphanage children were there because they were left behind by their parents. In my mind, I made up a story that my father was a sheikh in Dubai and we were separated because I was kidnapped. More exciting as the story.”
Inevitably Zayn smiled at Nafisa's tactics to survive
Hape Nafisa placed next to it reads. Name ‘Pak Mika’ appears. Nafisa.
“Ngot lifted?”
Nafisa. Since Mikail's love for him, he chose to avoid.
“Why don't you shy away from me?”
“Honestly, Sir. If I can go far away bring my children and do not see the Father again, I sueeeneng really.”
“While I don't want to be away from you.”
Nafisa turned her head, looking at the man who was now staring at the movement of the pool water.
“I do not want to marry Mr.”
Stunned at Nafisa's reply, after a moment of silence, Zayn asked, “Ke ... Why?”
“Bapak saw himself, the problem is like love with me. If we get married, you will be troubled. Then, I would marry for the wrong reasons, to fight for custody. Not fair to Mr.“
“How do you feel to me?”
“That's too. I'm numb, Mr.”
“Ouch that’s too bad, because I already fell in love with you.”
The eyes of Nafisa were wide.
“Mr? Falling in love with me? Oh, my God, look what, sir? Compared to Mrs Val I'm a frog.”
Zayn couldn't help himself, the man laughed out loud at Nafisa's innocent answer.
“Yeah, I never laugh until we cry.”
Instead of laughing, Nafisa stared intently at Zayn.
“My ngetawain content?”
“Eh. I didn't want you.”
“Barusan was crying? Don't you? Ngetawain, right?” Tanya Nafisa with a razor sharp tone.
“Not, Baby! Nafisa Salsabila, I'm really in love with you. Gosh I never said gini to women. You're like a magnet that draws me to always be close. You're beautiful. Sorry, I used to observe your face when lying in the hospital.”
Behind the veil, Nafisa's face met with red.
“I was shocked ngegombal no heck?”
“Banget, Sir,” Nafisa says.
“I will keep waiting for you to open your heart.”
“Thank you for having feelings for me, sir. I pray that you will meet a woman who sincerely loves you.”
***
Nafisa Pias's face heard sentence after sentence spoken by the officer who was overseeing custody through his hape speaker.
“So, Mom, seeing so much misfortune, we're not sure you can handle everything alone. Although psychologically the results of Dr. Yuni's observation strongly indicate progress.”
“Then I have to how?”
“For a way out, please Mom find the best one. We can't give advice because we're worried about bias. There is still time until the next custody evaluation hearing.”
Unlike the paled Nafisa, Zayn and Maryam sparkled.
Nafisa turned off the speaker and lowered her head. Maryam immediately nudged her son.
“Nafisa ..” Call Zayn.
“Ngak, Sir. I don't want to get married just because of custody. Not fair to Father. It's my kids, my problem.”
Maryam sat beside Nafisa and held her hand.
“Think if you want to keep getting rations a week-week with your child?”
“I'm sincere if you want to marry because of custody,” said Zayn steady.
Nafisa's hand covered her face. The failure at the marriage with Reno also contributed greatly to his feelings, but the custody of children would be a bet.
“Father knows me, knows all my problems. Is it still ready?”
Maryam looked at Zayn expectantly.
“In shaa Allah willing. I have also fulfilled your request to study religion. Lafisa, all this time I was lost and through you I started to tread the right path. Let me take care of you and the kids in return.”
Silent for a while, Nafisa finally replied, “Bismillaah .. Alright. I'm willing. Just earlier apologize if I have not had a taste or anything the same Mr.”
There is a clear doubt in the tone of Nafisa's voice, but the song is the most beautiful in the ears of Zayn and Maryam.
“Ngak what. The Javanese say witing tresno jalaran seko kulino. Ala could because usual,” reply Maryam who attacked her son so happy.
“You really want?” Zayn's eyes sparkled.
Nafisa nodded.
“Tomorrow I take care of, the day after we get married.”
“Secap it?”
“All is ready, dear. Mother already nyicil from the building, decoration, this afternoon we can take off the wedding dress. There are some designs that I have asked to make, you just choose. Zayn will prepare KUA and marriage guardian for you.”
“Bu, Nafisa ngerepotin ..”
“Now, Honey. Duh Mother moved to want to cry.”
“Do not cry, Mother. Is it true that Mr Zayn married Nafisa on grounds of custody? No love yet.”
“I love you already, yes,” interrupted Zayn while raising eyebrows.
“Ikhlas .. sincere ... Mother is very sincere. Here, Nafisa's son Mother ..” Maryam immediately embraced Nafisa tightly.
“Mantu, Mom. Zayn the son Mother.” Zayn protests with lips pout.
“Diem aja you.”
***
Mikail tries to stay legowo when Bude Maryam informs him that Nafisa has received Zayn's proposal.
Heart's stuck. The man had been in love with Nafisa for a long time. Only then was Nafisa still a wife of the people.
When Nafisa finished the iddah period she was faced with a murder case that was inflicted on her.
“Bude apologize, from the first Bude know you like Nafisa.”
“Sick, Bude. Nyesek.”
“Sini sits next to Bude.”
Mikail complied with her Budenya request. His face was grim, his eyes seemed to withstand disappointment.
“Mika has never liked anyone this deep. One time meeting never more. Nafisa and I have never spoken heart to heart, but only she dared to speak logically for the good of Mika.”
The man remembered the first time he spoke at length, Nafisa reminded him to pray. Gradually, he began to perform compulsory worship for a Muslim.
When she expresses her feelings and is subtly rejected, Mika is still convinced that there is hope.
Bude stroked his nephew's hair.
Mika said lethargicly, “His struggle, his perseverance, his perseverance, made Mika feel she was the right woman as a companion. Bude, is there really no chance? Isn't it that there is no yellow flag yet, meaning there is still a way?”
“Yellow flag .. Not thutuk you! Want to be your own cousin? Want Bude keramasin?”
Maryam bertubi berwaheri then beat Mikail's stocky arm.
“Desperate man will do anything,” said Mika weak, not trying to avoid.
Realizing that her niece was really hit, Maryam stopped and turned Mika's face towards her.
“Related because love does not have a cure. Bude asked with great sincerity for you, yes. Allow happy Nafisa with Zayn.”
“Emang they already love? Haven't you? It's a custody issue, right?”
“In addition, Nafisa no longer wants to be alone. When he met Doctor Yuni, he once said he did not want to continue to bear everything by himself.”
“Knowing Bude, it seems like taking Nafisa to Doctor Yuni is a strategy so that they both get married, right?”
Not willing to admit, Maryam replied, “Mika, please Bude please, sincerely your cousin's sister married Nafisa yes. Do it for Bude.”
Mikail did not say.
“I'm going to let go, but I'm also going to keep an eye out for Bude's son to hurt Nafisa. Because once the opportunity is open, Mikail will take.”
“Bude also pray you meet other people who can make you like this.”
Some people were escorted in by the butler.
“Bu, wedding organizer and catering vendor.”
The three men and women greeted Mary with great respect.
Be proud when a Maryam Malik contacts them for her son's wedding party.
“We are ready to help, Mom,” said one of them.
Mikail stood up to get out. Tight chest.
“Mika once again Bude apologizes. Mmm do you want to help Bude?”
“Mmm, Bude can be alone? Mika can't .. sorry.”
“In shaa Allah, can.” Maryam smiled and stared softly at her nephew.
“Mika pampit, assalamualaykum ..”
“Waalaykumussalam.”
Out of the gate of his Buddhist house, Mikail drove his vehicle slowly.
He breathed repeatedly and hit the wheel.
The shadow of Nafisa was dancing in front of him. The woman who made him curious.
The words spoken are always what they are, not what the women around them say. Women are fascinated by wealth and wealth.
Mikail drove her car to the bar. Where he and his friends gather.
“Hey boss, haven't been here in a while. Kayak usually?” Ask the bartender who recognized Mika from afar.
“Ngak. I just want to sit down.”
“There is a new drink, try deh.”
“Gue don't drink alcohol anymore.”
“Pregnant?
“Fuck lu.”
“Nih I love sparkling water. Next time if the puyeng do not want to drink his run to the mosque dong, Bos.”
“Bacoy ..”
The bartender chuckled, thrusting out a can of sparkling water and then continued his work.
“Eh No Mikail Malik.”
Mikail rubbed her face. Very recognizing the voice of a sexy-pitched woman made-up.
“What curse am I going to meet you today, Val?”
The woman sat down beside Mika while sipping the illicit drink slowly.
“Some heartbroken ..”
Mikail reluctantly responds but her silence leaves Valerie wide-eyed.
“Truly, my man wants to marry that dowager droper?”
“Elu the widow dropped by,” answered Mika accordingly.
“Zayn's appetite slumps,” Valerie muttered in a condescending tone.
“Heloooo. Realize why my cousin dumped you. Honestly, I question Zayn's desire not to jeblosin you to jail.”
Valerie flicked her beautifully unraveled hair.
“He still loves me.”
Mikail looked at the woman next to her with an incredulous look.
“PD you sekebon.”
Having finished his drink, Valeri got up and rattled Mikail's head.
“Heh, rest you!” Mikail shook Valerie's hand.
“Do not get angry Adek Mika. Manyun spirit left married, Dek.”
Valerie then laughed, her path staggering.
“Milling, still bright already mabok.”
Mikail took a deep breath.
“Nafisa have chosen Zayn. It's all too late. Sincere, Mika. You can!” Mika said to herself and then left.
“Gue treats his sparkling, Boss,” the bartender insinuated saw Mika no intention to pay.
“Should, you would still have a debt also amu I.”
“Damn lu!”
“Awas the payment is stuck, I ruffled this place,” reply Mika while out of the place.
***
