The Pledge of Love Embroidered Heaven

CHAPTER 48. Uneasily

I'm still sitting on the edge of the pool. Last night I was at war with my own feelings. There is a worry in my heart, I can't hide this anymore.

Jihan came out with orange-colored drinks accompanied by several jars of cakes that seemed to be stock for guests who came to her house.

"Tumben's having a night out? Usually you say you can't go out the other night for fear of getting scolded by your aunt or aunt's family." Jihan poured a drink from a small teapot into the glass in the tray.

"There's something I want to tell you. At least you can give me a little solution, because you're the only girl friend I have, Han."

"Yes, you told me. Who knows if I can help."

"Hmm gini, hopefully you're not surprised." I gave an intro so that Jihan could put on a body.

"Yes. What's?" jihan asked curiously, I saw him looking at me seriously as if Jihan was ready.

"Sihan I want to tell you that I'm actually. I've... "

I'm very hesitant to say all this to Jihan. But, maybe it's time I tell Jihan first.

Jihan frowning. "What is it really? Don't hesitate, dong!"

"Don't be surprised" I said again.

"Hm" Jihan sipped an orange drink quietly and casually at the edge of her swimming pool.

"Actually I'm married, Han"

sroottt's...

The drink that had just entered Jihan's mouth immediately splashed out.

Jihan scratched her ears. Afraid that what he just caught his eardrum was wrong.

Seeing Jihan's reaction, trying to clarify my sentence again. "Jihan, you didn't hear me wrong. I said, I'm MARRIED," I said, at the end of the sentence I accidentally pressed.

Jihan wavered while wiping her wet lips. He looked at me sitting with a confused and incredulous face.

"She, how can you?" jihan asked in disbelief, scratching his head after I spoke.

"Yes. Yes," I said briefly.

"Mom... I don't mean how your story is playing quietly in marriage. I don't know about us!" jihan's amazing.

"Yes, how would you say, my man was fooled so suddenly."

Jihan looked at me, confused.

"When is your wedding? Yesterday or the day after?"

"It was over two months ago, Jihan."

"Huh!?" Jihan's eyes were wide-eyed. Jihan did not expect her best friend could keep the marriage a secret until that long. He should tell his happy day so that other friends can pray for his friend to be happy.

"Seriously Nisa?" ask Jihan again, confirm the truth of my words.

I nodded quickly.

"In soul mate?" seloroh Jihan still can't believe it. He was still staring blankly ahead. I don't know what he's imagining right now.

"Who are you really being fooled by?"

"With Ustadz Azzam" I said without hesitation.

"Well!" His mouth is perfectly open. Jihan again jumped in shock, tonight it seems like she will be a lot of heart exercise.

Every thing that comes out of my mouth, Jihan is always surprised. I-i understand. Maybe because I delivered all of this suddenly, and of course it would shock him.

Jihan looked still glaring, then shaking. "This oath is the most incredible suprise you have given me Nisa!" jihan said in disbelief, all the confessions I gave seemed to shock Jihan. "Aja pantes so far if Ustadz Azzam teaches in the classroom, you seem to get more attention. Just like Ustadz Azzam's favorite student."

I scratched my forehead.

"What a story you can marry with Ustadz Azzam. You said that Ustadz Azzam was your cousin's brother. How can you marry both?"

"It could be because both of my parents want me to be a better child, not to wander through the night. What is clear is that they chose my cousin's brother to be husband because they believed that Ustadz Azzam could change me for the better. He said so," I said without turning my face away from looking at Jihan.

"And even more surprised it turns out that Ustadz Azzam said you he had liked me a long time ago. Yes I do ngeh, I think the affection and attention that Azzam always gives is limited to love and affection as a brother with his cousin's sister's own."

"What's? So Ustadz Azzam, whose cousin you've always liked?" Jihan rounded her eyes hearing the confession from my mouth.

"You heard the shock. Moreover, I am the one who fussed over my fate, Jihan," I said as I shook my feet in the water.

Jihan was silent, of course she was still surprised to hear my words. Jihan tried to neutralize her face again.

"Nisa, you should be grateful because God is so quick to meet you with your soul mate, through this matchmaking," he explained. "And Ustadz Azzam has been chosen by God as destined for your soul mate."

Jihan moved her sitting position to get closer to my side. "Yes, mate. The forced soul mate!"

"What kind of forced fool?"

"Yes, at first I refused my parents' request. But, they're keukeuh. However, I refused of course their desire to marry me stronger. Yes, I must have lost" I said with a frustrated look.

"You have to learn. You know that not something that is done by force is not good and will end in vain. Anywhere a parent wants to plunge his own child. Sometimes we who are children always make them sad. Disappointed them. But they still want their children the best. And as soon as possible someone gets married while away from maksiat and slander."

"Astagfirefull!" Jihan was shocked while smothering her mouth. "Fey!" Jihan patted my shoulder. "You're still dating Fey, aren't you, Nisa?"

I'm nodding.

"Geez!" Jihan patted the eel, then switched to holding both of my shoulders making us look at each other. "Geez!" Jihan shook her head, about the confession she heard.

"Nisa, you're not aware of what you're doing! You've been eating your husband by still being in a relationship with Fey! Your sins. The courtship of the fall of Zina. Especially you... " Jihan could not continue his sentence.

I kept quiet to see Jihan's frustrated look.

"Did Ustadz know you still have a relationship with Fey? And does Fey know you're married?" jihan's gaze was so deep in probing my face.

"No, neither knows."

Jihan laughed cynically. "Great!" Jihan clapped her hands, saluting Nisa's ability to keep her big secret from her husband.

Jihan tried to catch her breath. "I just want to remember you, because you're married then your obedience with your husband is a guarantee of heaven for you."

I breathe heavily. "How do I want to?"

"You have to decide right now, you choose to keep your household. Or you still choose to continue your monkey love relationship with Fey!"

"Love monkey!" I cringe.

Jihan turned her gaze. "You've got something for sure, Nisa. Ustadz Azzam boy who one school knows. He's the girl's dream guy at school. Honestly I also fell in love with Ustadz Azzam first."

Jihan looked at me again. "Remember it, yes!" jihan said "But I realized I was just a student, and it was still a long way to be his companion. But it's up to you to choose Fey. What Fey's clear is not necessarily going to be your soul mate."

"Don't you like Ustadz Azzam?" I said shocked.

"I like it but it's just that I feel good, and now I'm trying to erase that feeling. You are calm. Not gonna take Ustadz Azzam like Bu Lydia." Honest Jihan. "Eh yes, but you know that Ms Lydia also likes Ustadz Azzam?"

I'm muttered. "Look. I've known for a long time."

"Bu Lydia has even expressed her feelings for Ustadz Azzam! But what was Ustadz Azzam's answer. He refused, and said that he already had one woman fill his heart. And I didn't think it was you, Nisa!"

I wave. "Nyain feelings?"

"Yes. That's just Miss Lydia. Either with Ustadz Azzam's other colleagues outside the school. You just found out, right?"

"Yes. I just found out."

Jihan smiled forcefully. "You're being selfish. Too busy with your own love affairs with Fey, without thinking of anyone else."

"You're talking about it, Jihan."

Jihan stared back. "Your ego is what pisses me off Nisa. I didn't think I could do that, yeah!" Jihan was really disappointed with her best friend.

"Ustadz Azzam has desperately kept his eyes open, so that he can still be a man who is loyal to only one woman. But you are not sensitive. She's also his wife!"

Jihan gulped down the water next to her to relieve her dry throat. "Before it's too late. You'd better consider it carefully, you'll have to fix everything" advised Jihan.

Drrt... Drtts...

I blinked as the phone in my pocket vibrated. I immediately shifted the green panel when reading the name listed on the phone screen.

"Hello, Mom" I said first.

"Nisa, where are you?"

"At Jihan's house for a bit. Why, Mom?"

"Tomorrow the day after tomorrow, precisely on Wednesday, Father and Mother will leave for Indonesia."

"Lho, it's sudden. Didn't you say you were still busy there?"

"Dad's work was delayed a while, after all there are other staff who can be asked to help complete the work that has not been completed."

I'm nodding.

"Later after you come home, please tell Uncle Hamzah's family that we'll come Wednesday night, because there's something important that we'll tell their families."

"What's important?" I frowned, hearing my mother's words.

"Something we want to finish. I've also been deliberating to discuss your household with Azzam."

"Why is that?!"

"There's anyway. I hung up the phone and there were clients waiting. Assalamu'alaikum"

"Wa'alaikumsalam"

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Geck... Geck.. Geck..

"Commissioner!"

"Fey!"

Crc ...

Fey instantly appeared from behind the door while scratching his head. Instantly he was silently imprisoned, permeating the situation that was tripping him. He was surprised to see the figure of the appearance of the girl who was suddenly in front of him was throwing a sweet smile.

Fey looked confused. Why is this woman here, she's like a genie always knows where I am.

Not looking for Fey's problem, closing the door again, but the girl managed to prevent it first. Fey didn't manage to close the door.

Fey stared pushyly. "Why the hell!?" ask Fey annoyed. "Requeen, I don't accept gini-night guests. Especially girls!" chirped Fey indifferently, looking at the figure in front of him with a dislike look.

Requeensha did not care about the scolding the man in front of her. He quickly pulled Fey's hand inside.

Fey held back his steps. "God! You just want to play pull. Just get into people's houses again!" fey protest growled.

Requeensha cleansed and scratched her non-itchy nape.

"Outside!" fey snapped as he floated out the door.

Requeensha. "Gee! Yeah-yes"

"You sit there! On the chair on the terrace!" pinta Fey was indifferent, but with a voice that began to descend.

"Who's Fey night-night gini?" squealing father from the direction of the living room, maybe he heard the noise of the two of us. Actually, we were both having a favorite football match for Inter Milan vs Barcelona's father.

"Nobody, Pah. Just people asking for donations!"

"Yes, you give me 5 thousand dollars. That's closing the door!" father's orders with a faint voice.

"Yes, Pah," said Fey back.

Requeensha who heard could only stare in annoyance, while folding both of her hands. "Your staff says I'm a donation boy, Fey!" The look on Requeensha's face pouted.

Shortly thereafter Fey also sat in a rattan chair in front of the porch, no matter the protest the girl made.

Fey tried to catch his breath, it took extra patience to serve this rancid woman. "You came at a bad time!" cetus Fey direct.

"Not right?" protest Requeensha fast.

"Yes! I was watching the ball again. You even try to come," ketus Fey while restoring his hair that began to muddle.

Requeensha was stunned for a moment, her eyes twinkling. As Fey did that, he felt Fey's good looks were more than 100 percent.

"But I'm sure the info I'm carrying is more important than that football game, Fey!" Requeensha said, not to be separated from seeing Fey's face.

"Why see me? Is something wrong?" Fey saw his appearance.

"No Fey. You are not wrong. But I was wrong for being fascinated with you!?" requeen's murmur was unclear.

Fey shuddered at once strangely. "The girls are not clear!" chirps Fey.

He looked slightly at Requensha's cheek. "I... Why cheeks?" Fey tilted his head slightly looking at Requeensha's left cheek looking flushed.

"Oh, here. Usual!" sahut Requeensha as he rubs his cheeks.

Fey's forehead is wrinkled. "Regular?"

"Yes. Ordinary can sign from the palm of Papah," replied Requeensha casually.

"You're out of slap?"

Requeensha chuckled briefly. "For me this is easy."

The chair sounded creaking as Fey shuffled from sitting.

"Fey, where are you going? I haven't told you yet!" call Requeensha when Fey comes into the house.

"Fey!" shout Requeen.

Requeensha. He wants to catch Fey inside, but that's impossible. Finally, with a heavy heart. Requeensha turned his body towards his motor again.

"Sha, where are you going?"

Hearing Fey's voice, Requeensha stopped in place, then turned around. "Aren't you in?"

"Here!" Fey waved his hand.

Requeensha, according to her, walked back to Fey again and sat down at his original spot.

"Here, you can compress your cheek with that handkerchief." Fey pulled out a navy-striped handkerchief, placed on a small table, next door.

Requeensha took it, then put the left cheek.

Fey was quite concerned and sympathetic with this woman. She was just a little girl who was less attentive than her parents. Fey has not been able to observe Requeen, when compressing the cheeks. He stopped his action when Requeen rebuked.

"Thank you" he said, only with a small nod by Fey.

"I want to ask you, how do you know my house?" ask Fey then.

"From your two friends, who else!"

"Indeed the two-strung base!" midget Fey. "What do you want to say? The chunky!"

"Yee said he wanted to move on," insisted Requeensha.

Fey sighed softly. "Not to be angry. You girls. Home gini nights are not pantes, let alone." Fey started to soften.

Requeensha smiles to herself. "You're so considerate, Fey. I was amazed" said Requeensha, and she felt so happy to get Fey's attention, though Requeensha knew Fey thought it was normal, but for Requeensha it was incredible.

Fey shook his head. Reflects every Requeensha speech so as not to enter his ears. He was afraid it would become a deadly virus.

"Udah. Quick what story?" pinta Fey is impatient.

"This is a story about Dhanisa. I brought you the latest news about him."

Requeensha brought her head closer. "You know Fey. Actually Dhanisa it's already... "

"Lho Fey you're changing your shit again?" brother Rinda's voice appeared from behind, to our surprise. The sentence of Requeensha was also broken.

"What's wrong, brother?"

"No," Fey followed his brother's gaze.

"No brother. I just knew him too."

Requeensha immediately stood up and approached Rinda. "Sister-in-law, know Requeensha." Requensha introduced herself confidently, and not awkwardly in the slightest by calling Brother Rinda with the call of Sister-in-law.

Fey grinned, and scratched the back of his ears until they were reddened. "Sister, please understand. This girl really likes nyablak, without knowing sikon (situation and conditions)"

Brother Rinda smiled. "Yes, you continued to slap it. Come in first."

"Heh, you can take care of that attitude!" Fey glared at Requeensha, after Ka Rinda entered.

"He-he's sorry-sorry"

Fey raised his left hand, looking at the clock for a moment. "So what did. I don't have time! I'll continue watching."

"Oh, yes. Which way was yah!" requeensha.

"Until, 'Actually Dhanisa was already...' "

"Oh yes-yes he-he" the grin of Requeesha came back in shame.

"He-he," Fey follows the way Requeensha grinned.

"Actually Dhanisa aka Nisa, your boyfriend is married Fey. Yes, it's married," press Requeensha once again, full of confidence.

Fey chuckled loudly.

"Why laugh at me?" Requeensha frowned, puzzled and astonished at Fey's response, which was only in reply with laughter. "Fey, plis I no longer stand up comedy. I told you the truth. Honest already!" Requeensha raised both fingers to form a vis sign.

"Yes, I love the hoax news. Try to insyaf a little bit"

"No Fey" Requeesha shook her head quickly. "It's not a hoax at all. This I know also from Mr. Chandra!"

Fey stopped laughing. "Sir Chandra?"

'From where try Mr. Chandra know, and can say so.'

Requeensha. "He said, Ustadz Azzam who told himself, in school there are still some teachers who know. Yes, one of them is Mr. Chandra. Ustadz Azzam said, do not spread it first, because Dhanisa is not ready. That's it!"

Fey gasp. "What's up, Sha?" Fey began to worry, between believing or not believing. At first he chose disbelief because the confession came out of Requeensha's mouth, which could have been a backside nonsense. But the other side he could trust when Requeensha said it was information received from Mr. Chandra. And it is impossible for Mr. Chandra to slander Ustad Azzam by saying so.

Fey was still confused and biting the end of his nails. Which reality should be accepted.

"Trus if it is, why would Mr. Chandra tell you, because Mr. Chandra told you, it's a secret."

Requeensha twisting lazy eyeball. "Yes, clearly. Mr. Chandra's Om me, Fey. I went to aliyah school with her help. You see, I've already signed up to move to another school, but I'm all rejected. Maybe because my record of attitude assessment is not good. I honestly like to be a troublemaker. But if that's the case, I'm being honest. Not a cheat at all. If you don't believe ask directly with Mr. Chandra or don't contact Nisa right now."

Fey thought for a while, hearing the options from Requeensha. Instead of her dying of curiosity, she should call Dhanisa right now.

Fey's hand scrolls through the screen looking for Dhanisa's contact and dialing up the number. But unfortunately Nisa's number is not active. Fey's disappointed.

"Not active, Sha."

"Yes tomorrow at school you hear an explanation from him."

Fey looked at Requeensha, trying to observe the look on her face. He looked like he was acting normally, there did not seem to be any lies on Requeensha's face.

"Yes, my job is now done. And I want to go home. Swipe his hand. Thanks," said Requeensha putting the handkerchief on the table again.

Fey ruffled his hair, frustrated. Inexhaustible. Is it true?

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