The Wasted Bride

The Head of the Family

"If you obey your religion is able to make me fall in love. If guarding your eyes alone is enough to make me believe. That there's nothing more to look for. That true love is you who can lead me to the ultimate heaven" Attalaric.

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Allahuakbar, Allahuakbar...

The sounds of the morning adhan began to be heard.

Slowly a man who was still awake began to regain his consciousness. His eyes blinked, he seemed to fall asleep after a day of not stopping to think of the Beloved of Heart who was in a land famous for its maple syrup.

His heart still thumped after he expressed his feelings for the girl he hoped would become the mother of his little daughter.

The man wearing sleeveless clothes started to get up and sit on the edge of the mattress. He rubbed his face, and suddenly he smiled to himself as he imagined the face of the girl who was far away.

What's the girl doing now?

Aah, she dropped back her body with legs that were kicking in the wind, excited, venting a happy feeling within her.

"Why is God a child?"

Attalaric suddenly woke up again, staring at the embarrassed middle-aged man standing in front of the door.

"Why don't you knock on the door first?" His protest made the Father chuckle in amusement.

"Udah from earlier I was stuck but not scared and opened. Yaudah I'm open. Eh taunya this old widower again kasmaran."

"I'm not that old."

Seeing his eldest son sulking. Laughter Mr. Ahmad broke. Really no age. Being in love can change people in such a way.

"Well, get up, the bathroom is there. We go to the mosque, congregate. He said he wanted to lamar Arwaa, where he wanted to be the same guy who prayed his dawn at home," ledek Pak Ahmad made Attalaric immediately stand up and go to the bathroom in a hurry.

Mr. Ahmad looked at the back of his eldest son. Attalaric's decision to apply for Arwaa whose incident is the ex-wife of his own sister is enough to make Mr. Ahmad unable to sleep.

What Aldair did was a fatal mistake. Even now, even though the child has apologized, still can not eliminate the disappointment that has already made a wound in the hearts of everyone.

But as a father, he no longer wants to see one of his children experiencing adversity.

Attalaric has succeeded. But what his eldest son did not know was that every moment since his departure. Mr. Ahmad was always monitoring everything Attalaric did there. He knew his son was always consuming illegal drinks to relieve his sadness, as well as playing with paid women, although not to the end in a hotel bed.

If you could say, for Mr. Ahmad maybe only the youngest child who prides himself for successfully guarding himself from the temptations of the world. Unlike his two brothers who had experienced failure.

But no doubt now Mr. Ahmad thanked because Attalaric and Aldair began to improve themselves. Although Mr. Ahmad knows the reason his two children are starting to change is for a girl who is also very dear to him like his own daughter. Who else if not Arwaa.

"Well, ayoo tar is missing!"

Mr. Ahmad was stunned as Attalaric patted him on the shoulder. But immediately gave a happy smile to see the change of his eldest son. Although he knew his intention was not really because of Allah, but Pak Ahmad hoped that with Arwaa on the Attalaric side later, his eldest son could be a better person.

Yes, Mr. Ahmad allowed Attalaric to propose to Arwaa on the condition that Attalaric talk first about it with Aldair. Despite being an ex, Mr. Ahmad knew Aldair still hoped to return to Arwaa. Mr. Ahmad just does not want any more conflict in his family.

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(POV ATTACK)

My mouth didn't stop smiling until I finished the suitcase I was taking to Calgary today. I don't know it feels very impatient to get there to meet my beloved mother, Hanna, and also her future mother.

The last time I felt this kind of happiness was when I married Safna, Hanna's real mother. Yesterday I ventured to visit Safna's final resting place after a long time without visiting her to apologize for all my actions that have abandoned Hanna. And also asked for the blessing to knit back the household ark with the girl Hanna loved so much and me too.

Feelings of sadness and guilt mixed into one while holding the headstone named Safna Binti Damar. My first love was always at the bottom of this heart, even though she was gone.

It used to be that this self almost went crazy because it was so bad after losing it that I could have abandoned Hanna, our beloved daughter who was then a year old into the hands of my parents.

But I hope all of that will be the best lesson for the future. There is a strong determination to make Hanna happy by making her able to be with the woman Hanna has considered her own mother.

Even so I did not forget the reason why he left sooner than he had told Arwaa to Calgary. There is a mission to be completed first, which is to ask for the blessing of my sister, Aldair, Arwaa's ex-husband.

Indeed, if I put my emotions first I would not think of asking for his blessing, but after all Aldair will always be my brother, my brother. There has been enough conflict in our family because of her mistakes in the past, not wanting this family to be scattered again. That's why with unanimous determination I will come to him and convey my point, to respect him.

I mean a lot about Arwaa. From the beginning of the meeting with her, Arwaa was able to captivate my heart with her tenderness and affection for Hanna. Even so I still knew myself at that time because of her status as Aldair's wife, my own sister.

But when I found out how my brother treated his wife. It's enough to make me want to fight for Arwaa. Therefore, I will never give up or hesitate and sympathize just because of the status of Arwaa who is now Aldair's ex-wife.

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