Trapped in Love Duda

Trapped Love Duda 25

" But it's back to Zahra." Say Charity again.

" If Zahra is how good it is, and if for marriage Zahra only wants a simple and sacred marriage. No need to throw a big party." Saying again.

And finally by mutual agreement between me, Amal, my family and the mass family, the date of our marriage is determined one week from now.

Finally finished the application tonight. There is a feeling of joy, there is also a feeling of sadness.

I'm glad my soul mate is in sight. And I was sad because on my happy day my mother and father were no longer there to accompany me. Papa should have shaken Amal's hand when I got married, but none of that would have happened.

Though papa always dreamed of being able to cradle, can hold his grandson later. But man's plans cannot defeat God's destiny and resolve.

Amal and her family are back. The whole family is tidying up the glasses as well as the plates.

I don't know why my tears fell dripping and in pergoki by mbak Tami.

" Mama remembers my dad, huh Zah? The patient yes. God will not test his servant beyond the limits of ability." Tamib gave me an injection of spirit. Ma'am Tami also rubbed the corners of her watery eyes several times.

" You why Zah?" Suddenly Iwan came to me and Mbak Tami.

" Why on a cry?" Said om Iwan looked astonished to see us hugging each other.

" Ladya! Here first!" Om Iwan called aunt Lidya.

" What's wrong?" Aunt Lidya came to us

Om Iwan pointed at us.

" Why cry?" Aunt Lidya was astonished that her two hands were on her waist.

I didn't answer anything just because Tami told us both of our sorrows" Zahra was sad, because her parents were no longer sorry. While the wedding is in sight."

Aunt Lidya looked at me, clutching my shoulder carrying me into her arms. Somehow being close to Aunt Lidya reminds me of my mom. Things my mom used to do when I was in trouble. After I had calmed down enough came the words of my mother's advice, so did with aunt Lidya.

" Don't be sad, auntie understands what it means to lose you. You lost papa, aunt lost the figure of brother, the figure of sister while grandmother lost two children most dear. We are just as sad as you are. But we believe, mama and papamy are good people. God willing, they are in God's best place. What my father and mother need right now is not our grief, but the prayers we send to them. Aunty was also convinced, your mom and dad must be happy to see you from heaven."

And aunty Kbali's words awakened my spirit.

Grandma who heard the words of aunt also rubbed the corner of her eyes wet.

"Now sleep!" The bride-to-be shouldn't have much of a mind." Aunt Lidya began to slip joking words at me.

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When will lie down to rest, tring...! I heard a message coming in on my phone.

I want to check who sent him these nights.

My Charity? So tumben.

(Happy tonight. Can't wait another week for your halalin. Keep bringing you to this house. So friends eating, friends walking, friends sad, friends happy, friends Zuwita also friends.).

I smiled reading the message.

But I'm a snitch with the last one. What friends mean

(What friend?) My reply.

Come back in from him.

(Sleeping buddy. Ahhaha.).

Allah, this widower of one child is also clever. I sent back a reply message.

(By the way, who bought this ring? It can fit on my finger)

Replies back in

(What's the point of me holding your hand, baby.).

I laughed myself reading the reply.

(Have a good night sleep dreamin me well.).

Mas Amal replied to my message with emoticons of love.

Oh Allah... This is how it feels to be in love with the right person. Blissfully... Aja terua it feels. May the people of Amal be God's chosen ones sent to accompany me for the rest of my life.

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The thing I did after running a routine of two rakaat is to check the phone.

My eyes widened to see a row of nameless messages.

( Still desperate to get into the life of Amal and Zuwita?)

(Until any time Canu and Amal will not be together)

(Female seductress men don't deserve to be happy.)

(I make sure you are handicapped for life if you stay close to Amal and Zuwita.)

My body immediately trembled after I finished reading the message from an unfamiliar number.

I sent those messages to Amal. Including sending an unknown number to the mass Amal.

However, Amal must know who did it.

My message has been sent and read directly by the mass Amal, visible from the two check marks that changed from gray to blue.

My phone sounded right away. There was a call coming in from Amal.

" Hello assalamu'alaikum.)

There was the voice of Amal from across the street telling me to stay calm. He's gonna try to figure out who sent me the threatening message. Mas Amal also said that I stay at home do not go anywhere alone. In order not to harm myself.

The phone connection has been turned off by Amal. There is a little calm. And I believe this is our wedding ordeal. Hopefully we can get through this storm.

I followed Amal's message not to travel anywhere.

I also tell this threat message to om Iwan as well as Aunt Lidya. And om Iwan promised that he would soon solve everything that could be a threat to me

" Our promise is to bring the man before you."

I feel relieved to be surrounded by people who love me.

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This afternoon I picked me up. He said he wanted to ask me to buy a wedding dress.

Because I was too busy thinking about the nameless threatening messages I didn't even think about wedding clothes.

" Are we both?" I hesitated to get in his car.

" Get in, see people later."

I got in the car, "Wita's not going with the mas?" Ask again.

" No, I want to be with you." He answered while driving his car away from our village.

" Where are we going to the loud mas?"

" To Pekanbaru, where his friend mas, mas uda promised this morning."

" Is it not too far away? 4 Hours drive by loh mas." I'm trying to remind you.

" No problem for me, the most important thing on our special day is that you look beautiful."

" Later tonight we go home?"

" There's a hotel, baby..." He plays his eyebrows up and down.

" We are not legitimate!" I snort in anger.

" Three more days we're legit baby."

" In three days time God can change anyone, in three days time God's visa alone changes destiny." I replied again not to lose.

" A bu ustadzah is lecturing? Indeed if nginem in the hotel is wrong huh buk ustadzah? Sleep by himself. We'll book room two. Buk ustadzah think I like to hook people I haven't halalin?" Her words joked.

I just smile to myself. Mali itself because it had a dirty mind on this one child widower.