THIS IS MY DESTINY...
7 Prospective Mother-in-law
Both of them just kept silent. Safia just looked down nervously, and madam Sanjaya kept watching all the movements - Safia exclaimed.
" How long have you known Hermawan?"
" We've only met the madam 2 times"
" What? Are you out of your mind?"
' The crazy one is your son's mistress, because all his behavior drives me crazy' Safia's inner self.
Safia is increasingly afraid of the words of Sanjaya's mistress who is getting higher.
" Have my son impregnated you?"
" A....what?" Safia was shocked and looked up at Madam Sanjaya.
' Mady... which is true, dating alone is never how to get pregnant? Can be slit alive - live with my mother at home.' Inner safia.
" You got pregnant out of wedlock, and then you forced my son to marry you?"
" I'm sorry madam, you misjudged me. I'm still a virgin ting - ting. We were met by a matchmaker"
' O Allah.
" Do I have to trust you? You could use my son !!"
" I'm sorry, ma'am, even though I was born into a poor family.... But there was not the slightest intention of harming others. I still have my pride"
" How much are you worth, huh?"
" What did you do with my Safia?" Suddenly Hermawan was present in the middle of the debate between the two women. Mrs Sanjaya seemed surprised by the presence of her son.
" Can't I see my man-to-be?"
" This is not the time for you to seek information about Safia, someday I will myself who will explain why I married Safia"
" Handsome...!! Are you using this woman?! "
" Oh yes ma, I don't want my future wife to be exhausted. Tomorrow's our wedding. I hope mommy can come to my wedding tomorrow"
Hermawan quickly pulled Safia's hand and took her out of the restaurant.
# FLASHBACKS IN#
After delivering Safia, driver Hermawan back to the parking lot. His heart was not calm. He remembered Hermawan's message that he should take good care of Safia. Without a second thought he reached into the phone that was nailed his pants.
" Hello...."
" Hello .. I'd like to tell you about Miss Safia"
" Why Safia? Did he take you to his house?"
" No sir, but the big lady suddenly invited Miss Safia to meet the restaurant"
" What...? Bedeb*h..... Why didn't you let me first?"
" I'm sorry sir..."
" Fuck*n....." Bruks......
Looks like there was a commotion at the end of his boss' phone. I don't know if he doesn't know. Like a thick book thrown on the floor. Or...entahlah!
" Mister baik2 only?
" Send me the address now...."
" Good sir...."
#FLASHBACK OF#
" Get in the car, I'll drive you home"
After the Hermawan car began the journey to Safia's house..
"mas.." oh...."
" Yes,"
" Would we cancel our wedding?"
" What do you mean?"
Immediately Hermawan slammed the steering wheel to the left pulled over his car.
" You're in too much of a hurry to choose your future wife"
" You mean what? I don't understand?"
" Mrs Sanjaya is right mas, mas must choose the right woman for you mas"
" No Fia, you're the woman... I'm sure you're the best for me"
Safia shook her head weakly. " No, I can't"
" Fia, can you let me down? Can you make me hurt?"
Arriving in front of Safia's house immediately opened the seat belt and got out of the Hermawan car.
" Fia,tomorrow.... Whether you come or not to our wedding venue, I'll be waiting for you"
Safia paused for a moment, hearing Hermawan's words. But without even looking at her, Safia stepped into her house. Hermawan looked at Safia's departure with a pushy look.
' Do you really not want to marry me Fia?' inner Hermawan.
****
With a step gontai Hermawan entered the yard of his house. Without realizing it parked 2 cars similar luxury sedan hers. Who else would it be if it didn't belong to Karin's ex-wife and it belonged to Sanjaya's mother's mistress.
" You've come home...."
" Wmmm...." Hermawan passed by regardless of Karin.
" I brought you your favorite meal, ate yuk..." Karin continues to seek the attention of Hermawan.
Hermawan remained indifferent to Karin's attitude. Not only that Karin followed Hermawan's steps towards his study. Holding his temple Hermawan sat in his chair. In a sensual style Karin sits on a Hermawan table. Karin deliberately sits face to face to tease Hermawan.
" I miss the same mas..." said Karin while walking around full of sensual.
" Is there less money I love you?"
" What do you mean rich..?! I'm here to fix our relationship"
" What relationship do you mean huh?! We've no relationship whatsoever"
" But my son is with you.."
" Have you ever cared about Fanesa?"
" Obviously, I'm his mother"
" Fanesa is only born in your home"
" Dad...."
" How much is your womb worth? I changed everything so you'd never bring up anything about Fanesa"
" Mas.. I'm not that small, I will not ask for compensation for the presence of Fanesa in my womb. I still have my pride...!! I'm not that cheap...."
" If not cheap then what? What kind of wife are you willing to sleep with another man in the hotel?!"
" Mas... don't reveal it again....!! I'm khilaf mas.... I hope we can still fix it"
" What? Khilaf you said? Khilaf but 2 years. hahaha"
" Mas ..this is not my fault, he always teases me..."
" Then you were tempted and used my treasure to have fun with it?! What luxury have I been giving you that blinded your heart?!"
" Mas... I beg you, give me a chance.. This is all for the sake of our son Fanesa"Teen kneeling begged Hermawan.
" Go away, look at you I'm disgusted... " Hermawan left Karin who wept lamenting his fate.
Bruaaaaackkk....
Even Hermawan slammed the door hard. Karin jumped with the action of Hermawan. This guy was never that angry.
In the family room Fanesa suddenly ran and hugged the lady Sanjaya.
" Omaaa..hiks,hiks,hiks" called Fanesha sobbing.
" Why are you the granddaughter of oma's?"
" Fanesa wants to go to Oma's house..."
" Oma's favorite why?"
" Let's go, Oma!"
Mrs Sanjaya could not resist the wishes of her granddaughter. Finally, Madame Sanjaya took her granddaughter home. On the way, Fanesa continued to cry. Fanesa had not been able to tell what he had heard before behind the door of his papa's study.
******
In a large mosque near the town square of Kediri will be held the wedding of Hermawan with Safia. The mosque was also beautifully decorated. Ijab qobul will be held at 9 am. Penghulu had already come 10 minutes before the event started.
Every now and then Hermawan sees the clock in his hand.
' It is now 9 o'clock more than 5 minutes, why he has not come too' inner Hermawan restless.
" I'm sorry brother Hermawan, can the ijab qobul event start now?" said pak penghulu.
" Wait a minute sir, my bride hasn't arrived yet"
Hermawan looked very agitated awaiting the arrival of Safia. Will Safia come to this wedding?!
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