The Pledge of Love Embroidered Heaven

CHAPTER 41. Recognises

Requeensha justifies her white sneaker straps and goes back a long step into the parking lot. From a distance of two meters he could see Fey's frowning face. Requeensha further accelerated his footsteps until the man realized he was already in front.

"Take the motor key!"

Fey stared flatly at the female figure in front. He was next to a motorbike parked neatly in the RESTO yard.

Requeensha sighed softly. "Yes, sorry," he said by hand thrusting the key of the motorcycle hanging a red ribbon.

Fey greeted coldly.

"Fey!" call Requeensha slowly.

"Hm." He was busy wearing a helmet.

"Aren't you weird?"

"No. You are the weird one!" reply Fey indifferent, dislike.

Requeensha clucked and folded her hands together. "Fey, try to think, why did Nisa walk together with her teacher!" Requeensha starts to mess with Fey's mind.

"Often, they are brothers!" fey replied with a neutral expression.

Requeensha runs to the left side of the motor. "Yes brother. But not a sibling?"

"It doesn't matter if they are siblings or not! But Ustadz Azzam and Nisa are still close family. Their biological parents are sisters."

Requeensha stomped her feet to the ground, and walked one step closer to Fey. "Yes dong's problem!" ketus Requeensha's.

"You're the sewer!" Fey raised his tone, hearing Requeensha's words. "Why don't you like it? Or do you feel you have no older sister or brother like Ustadz Azzam with Nisa?

"That you shouldn't like me!" cebik Requeensha, because Fey has not yet entered into the direction of the conversation he made.

"Why should I not like it?" Fey frowned, because for him the closeness of Ustadz Azzam with Dhanisa was ordinary. Like her closeness to Rinda. His own brother. "You don't have to make it up. Throw away those bad thoughts and fill them with positive ones."

"Fey you're not afraid of being betrayed by Nisa?" The forehead crinkles to form small folds of hearing Requeensha speech.

"No," replied Fey confidently. "I felt like I betrayed him for going the other way without telling Nisa!"

Requeensha glared, not accepting Fey's accusation. "Lho, why am I? "

"Yes, you always make me make dinner with a series of threats you want to spread the photo"

Requeensha. "Yes, you won't want me to take dinner if it's not like that. We're not both of us, are we? The proof is Jovan and Sadam. And I want you to make sure they're both. So, I'm not screwed." Requeensha shrugged both of her shoulders, declaring that she was being natural.

"Alahh, doang's alibi" Fey denied.

"You are that!" Desis Requeensha is upset.

Fey was tired of hearing Requeensha's dips. He wants to get on his bike immediately. But then Fey would lift his leg next door. Requeensha prevented it by pulling her hand. He has not succeeded in making Fey think badly of Nisa's relationship with her teacher.

"Fey wait a minute!" The pull of Requeensha's arm made Fey almost fall.

Fey was really furious. "What else! You really are an arrogant girl! There's no softness."

Requeensha's hand quickly took off her grip seeing Fey get angry.

"sorry. Reflex. After you want to play leave. I'm not done talking, yet" Requeen stared furiously.

Fey stared at the lazy woman next to him. "What else is hunting! It's night. Not seen at what time? " Fey raised his wrist against a black watch, and brought the hand closer to Requeensha's face so he could see the numbers clearly.

Requeensha doesn't care about time. To him coming home late at night or late at night was common. His parents don't care either. Either he's coming back tonight or tomorrow. Whatever.

"Even silence. On occasion, be silent!" fey's dipping made Requeen regain consciousness. He then shook his head, still not understanding this woman.

Requeensha gasped suddenly.

"Fey, if you come home late at night. Would you be looking for it?"

Fey chuckles. "No. If I go home at three in the morning I'll be scolded all out"

"Yemen!"

He turned around to look at the highway. Without caring about the parking side for a long time full.

Fey slipping. His eyes open perfectly. Requeensha's words are like being mocked and underestimating it. "Cemen? What do you mean!"

"Alahh, I'm not going home tomorrow. Maybe I died and they didn't care" Requeensha said, then chuckled cynically.

Fey pulled Requeensha's shoulder, causing Requeensha's body to turn back toward her.

"Crazy! There are parents who don't care!"

Requeensha laughed cynically. "Yes is. Lots!"

"Huh-ha. You have done a survey!" reply Fey. For him Requeensha was just throwing a bedtime story.

Requeensha brushed her hand in any direction. "It's a waste of time, without any survey I know!"

"People are too ambitious, attach great importance to their own desires. Without knowing the feelings of others," continued Requeensha.

"Yes right. And what you're saying right now is what's inside you!"

Requeensha was flat and said, "Indeed I was on purpose! I want to know how good it is to be a person who has the ambition to seize something without thinking about the consequences. And it turns out that it was very exciting. Like the drama I'm playing right now." Requeensha continued to speak blankly, whether she was conscious or not.

Fey sat on the bike, his net staring intently at Requeensha.

"You're saying it's drama?"

"Well what else!"

Fey grieved, then smiled obliquely. "You're so good at playing a role! You're even crazier, saying this is exciting?" Fey threw his face the other way.

Requeensha. "Yes. Because my mind is satisfied when I do that."

Fey shudder. He was afraid to hang out with this woman. It could be that tonight he will run a more complicated drama, so that he can not see again tomorrow.

He chose to ride the motor, then start the engine. The roar of the motor engine matic grinned when the motor starter was first pressed.

Fey sees Requeensha from her rearview mirror. He still didn't budge from where he stood.

"Let's go up!" take Fey impatiently.

Fey thought. For him it is very dangerous to continue outside with Requeensha.

In a hurry Requeensha pulled the helmet on the back of the bike, then put it on. From the back of Requeensha could see Fey's squeaky face. He knew Fey didn't like him. But Requeensha doesn't care. He is very bodo, the important thing is that the dinner plan tonight is successful and according to plan. He's satisfied.

"Come, I've climbed up" Requeensha said in a cold snobbery.

Fey did not hear anything from Requeensha. He immediately ran a motor matic owned by Requeensha and left RESTO.

Every now and then Fey peeked at Requeensha's face from the reflection of the rearview mirror. Fey was a little scared when he saw Requeensha like a cynical smile while on the bell. He's a little horrified.

"Sha, you don't have to hold my waist. Hold the jacket."

Requeensha. He changed his hand.

***

"Bang!" I see he's still feeding rice into his mouth.

"Hm" said Azzam briefly. Without Azzam, he realized that the corner of his lips were covered in black sauce.

I laughed as I closed my mouth. Azzam turned to look at me who laughed softly.

"Why?"

"Bibir Abang aprons," I said, still holding back a smile.

He rubbed to the wrong side many times until I took the initiative to take the tissue myself.

"This is" I said as I reached out to clear the corner of her lips from the oyster sauce.

Azzam looked at me deeply. I who was stared at so, immediately pulled my hand back. My head was down because of the wrong behavior.

"Sina!" call him. Making my head lift back to look at Azzam's face in front. He threw a smile and said, "Thank you, yes. Brother's wife is a concern."

"Abang, no insinuating. That all?" Azzam seduced his wife, whom he saw as beautiful and manawan. It felt like he did not have the heart to leave her, even if it was only within three days.

After speaking so Azzam continued eating a little more.

"Did you?" I feel very happy to call him.

"Why else, Nisa?" reply anxious.

I'm sipping on some unfinished ice cream. "Date, why change?"

"Change what?"

"Other brother's appearance now!" I said honestly. His eyes still saw him chewing food.

"What's wrong if brother handsome-self for brother's wife." She pulled her hair back.

I'm shaking. "No"

"Isn't it the male criteria that Nisa likes like Nisa's friends?"

Azzam grabbed a glass of water that stayed half and gulped it down.

"You mean brothers like Fey, Sadam and Jovan? That's why you want to change your brother's appearance?" ask me directly.

Azzam.

"Hmm so!" I muttered. "Sisa think all the fans brother, will be captivated by the new change brother Azzam." I smiled happily.

"Nisa, brother doesn't change his appearance. Brother is still as usual. And brother just wants to look good in front of brother's wife."

"Did you want Nisa to praise you?"

"Did you say that?"

"No, no, no."

Azzam took a breath to relieve a bit of his leg feeling. "Actually who doesn't want to be praised. Almost everyone likes to listen to compliments. Moreover, the praise came from a wife who most loved him intended for a husband who is also loved by his partner."

"That right?" I cut fast.

"Nisa wait a minute," stop Azzam because I'm playing with his words.

"Praise the husband is something that is recommended for the wives. This includes things that are commendable in order to please the husband. If it is sincerely done for the sake of a beloved husband, God willing will be rewarded," continued Azzam.

"Oh so, huh? If so Nisa praise brother first yes," I reply with a jaily smile. I don't know why I'm happy to prick him now, just like I used to.

I looked for the most comfortable sitting position and tried to relax. My face is close to his. I saw Azzam's face up close. He's stiff. Not usually. I just chuckle in my heart.

"Abang Nisa, very handsome," I whispered very softly, and the tone was spoiled.

Azzam flinched, his heart pounding violently. A strange feeling churned and erupted within the chest. This is the first time his wife has thrown a compliment. Azzam took a deep breath. Although Azzam did not know it was real or just a joke Nisa alone. But it was enough to make him stiff for a moment. Azzam smiled.

Azzam did the same. He held my head until he brought our faces closer. The warm breath I could feel.

For both of us this was the closest interaction we had as a couple, because all this time I had always kept my distance from Azzam.

"Nisa's sentence is wrong!" she said

My forehead wrinkled. "Take a shot. What's wrong?"

"No. NISA'S BROTHER IS A BULL! But NISA'S HUSBAND IS A BULL!" azzam's correction, full of emphasis, and their smile was unceasingly radiated.

I let go of her hand that was still stuck to her head and moved away.

"BRANCH!" press me.

"HUSBAND!" azzam won't lose.

"BRANCH!"

"HUSBAND!"

"BRANCH!"

"HUSBAND!"

For a long time we both said those words quickly. Nobody wants to lose.

"HUSBAND!" until we finally met on the same word. HUSBANDS.

I snorted with both hands folded.

Azzam laughing. "Again winning!" exclaim Azzam happy.

"Let's go back again!" azzam Pinta.

"No way!" I was washing my lips.

"The wife who disobeys the commandment of the husband is the wife who... "

"Gee! Yeah-yes." yeah." I cut quickly, before the verse and hadith addressed to me came out of his mouth.

I took a patient breath, my lips were actually heavy to utter that sentence. Eyes closed for a few seconds, then lips slowly began to explain. "MISS NISA'S HUSBAND! the point!"

Azzam smile. "Ikhlas no? If not sincerely free Nisa can not be rewarded"

I whined, tired of the strange words of Azzam.

"Yeah." Yeah." I retaliated by snarling annoyance.

"If it's sincere, the voice is soft and the face is not bent like that, dear," Azzam commented again.

I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

"Yes." Yeah." I said very softly accompanied by a face showing a sweet smile.

Azzam again said, "Abang just wants to present the intimacy as a husband to his wife, and it can start with defending himself. Just as a husband wants his wife to appear dazzlingly in front of him. That way the brother's wife will certainly feel happier if she looks at her husband in a more attractive and beautiful condition to the eye. And ...." Azzam did not continue his words.

I rolled a lazy eyeball. "And what else, brother? Pliss?"

I was breathing heavily, I was screaming. Brother Azzam why is it so annoying tonight? Is this the effect of her new appearance? I grumbled in my heart.

"And a wife must also bring that happiness before her husband's eyes. Even if only with the eyes. A wife is expected to dig anything that can perfect her appearance, beautify her condition, in front of her beloved husband. That way the husband will feel at ease when near his wife."

I crinkled at the words of Azzam. I try to see my own appearance. And touching my face with a thin make-up that is clearly in my own liking, fitting for a woman my age.

Azzam chuckled softly. "Nisa! Nisa was always beautiful. Whatever Nisa wears always looks sweet. Same with the peach-colored dress that Nisa was wearing."

I then smiled rattlingly.

Azzam changed his face to neutral, Azzam's hand crept slowly to reach my finger.

"Love, protection, and affection have been given. Does Nisa want to give that to brother too? At least Nisa opened a little Nisa's heart filled with the name of her brother there"

How can I fill my heart for him, while my heart is already filled with other men.

I returned the grip. "Why do you insist? Why don't you give up!"

"Abang didn't give up because brother was convinced. As long as Nisa knows when abah and umi talk about this matchmaking, brother also does not expect the same as Nisa. Brother's worried. Although I used to love Nisa. But still. I'm afraid that Nisa's not really my brother."

"What makes you so sure?"

"After praying istikharah and asking for guidance from Allah." Azzam sighed "For three nights my brother did that. Brother asked and asked the owner of love, so that if he is my soul mate then close and tie us to the legitimate relationship He desires, so that if he is my soul mate, then close us and tie us to the legitimate relationship that He desires, and if not then please open my heart and enable me to find a partner of the faith."

Azzam brought his head closer with his fingers still tightly grasping my hand.

"Brother's determination is sure, Nisa is indeed the best soul mate sent by Him." He's pecking my fingers.

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