Unanimous

YOU'RE MY FUTURE WIFE

Zayn smiled in satisfaction, lowered Wiya slowly and now carried Wiya into the arms without saying anything. Wiya was still embarrassed to return the hug, He chose to enjoy the masculine scent of silence.

"Where are they all?"

"who?"

"My family"

"Get me the car keys" Pinta Zayn

"For what ?"

"You want to see your family, right?"

Wiya hands over the keys to the car and lets Zayn drive his car. Sometimes Zayn glanced at Wiya who was trying to remove the needles embedded in his hijab because it held the graduation toga so as not to fall. Zayn stole a small pinch in Wiya's nose.

"Thank you Wiy" said Zayn, "Thank you for giving me this opportunity. I am happy, and very grateful "

"As long as we fall in love with humans, as long as we meet weaknesses and shortcomings. I'm sorry too. You deserve this opportunity."  Wiya put the needles in place and removed the toga.

"Are you happy, right?"

"Yes, even though I lost a photoshoot with my family in graduation clothes."

"Wiya, you already have two exclusive graduation photos plastered in the living room of your house."

"And there should be three. You failed him."

"I'll replace it later, with our wedding photos." Zayn grasped and rubbed Wiya's handbag.

Cars drive down the streets that are not too crowded. Wiya noticed the familiar road because every day he passed.

"Where are we going ? You know from this address ? " Tanya Wiya when the car that Zayn was carrying stopped right in the parking lot of Wiya's residence. "Is my family upstairs? But, no one knows the password"

Zayn did not comment on Wiya's question, focusing on tightening Wiya's hand to the elevator. Wiya followed Zayn obediently, choosing to see for himself what was to come. Wiya pressed the numbers 2 and 1 on the button in that elevator.

"You live on the 21st floor ? "  Tanya Zayn was amazed. Wiya really likes the height so much that he chose the 21st floor as his place to meditate.

"I was comfortable staring at the face of the city from a height."

"Oh yeah ? Why don't you live in a rooftoop?" Zayn chuckles

"You just stay there on the tile, if the join will stay jump !" Reply Wiya ketus.

"Dear baby, just get angry."

A few minutes later, the elevator stopped on the floor they had chosen earlier, Wiya immediately walked in front of Zayn towards his residence. He also immediately entered several digits as a password.

"Our anniversary date ? " It turned out that Zayn noticed Wiya pressing the number buttons

Wiya who felt surprised and embarrassed. Not saying nor evading. Indifferently he passed into the room in a girly nuance . The room was quiet, it was almost impossible for his family to be here. Zayn.

"Where is my family Zayn ? You said we wanted to meet my family" Wiya asked when they were in the living room where she lived.

Zayn immediately swept through the entire room and stopped at the window of the room. Enjoying the view of the city from a height is indeed fun. Wiya really likes heights.

"Zayn, I'm asking." Repeat Wiya again.

"I did take you to see your family, but I didn't say your family was here."

"So what are we doing here? Don't tell me you want to take a chance ! You want a macem?"

Zayn approached Wiya who was sitting in the guest chair, walking slowly while staring and locking Wiya's eyes. Wiya painstakingly shifted her seat to a corner of the chair and could not move anymore as Zayn sat beside her, nearby.

Zayn deliberately slowed his movements which caused a seductive effect to make Wiya's heart more and more unreasonable. He regretted making the accusation. Now Wiya could only duck and resignedly close her eyes as she and Zayn grew less and less distant, with all her might holding back the rumbling in her turbulent chest.

"What opportunity, dear ? Three years of college here, what's in your head, huh?" Zayn pinched hard on Wiya's nose, which opened her eyes because she felt that Zayn's breath was already slightly away from her face.

"Sick Zayn ! " Sheek.

"Oh, huff huffff, I'm sorry baby, I'm too anxious to hear your accusations. Huff huffff" Zayn rubbed while blowing Wiya's nose. "Darling, I just pinched your nose, why are your cheeks red?" tease Zayn again.

Wiya immediately stood up leaving Zayn in his seat. Zayn laughed faintly at Wiya's misbehavior.

"Couple your stuff now ! We're going back to Indonesia, meeting your family !" Gently Zayn.

"Now?"  Wiya asked while looking at the watch on her wrist.

"Tomorrow in the morning may also, as long as you allow me to stay here" Seringai jahil looks on Zayn's face "Regaslah, you want to try the last Ferry right ? We'll have lunch on the boat. "

When leaving 3 days ago Wiya did not so ride the last Ferry because Bian can not wait for the afternoon to deliver it.

He even knew yesterday I didn't go to last ferry. hmmm

"Oh yeah, we don't just want to see your family, but my family too. They're all waiting for us"

Because he only brought a few items when he left yesterday, so there were not too many items that he would bring back. Wiya did not even carry her beloved toska suitcase. Just a medium-sized handbag containing Wiya's clothes and important documents. His graduation clothes he let go, Without changing the kebaya he had used, Wiya had returned to meet Zayn in the living room.

"Are you ready, Miss ?" Stand up and grab the item that Wiya brought.

"Hemm" replied Wiya.

They departed from tiggal Wiya to the port located in Johor-Malaysia to the Riau-Indonesia Islands with the last Ferry of the day.

***

It was almost dark when Zayn and Wiya anchored at the International pier of Sri Bintan Pura Tanjungpinang city. Without wasting any more time, they headed straight for Wiya's residence. Like Biaasa, Wiya chose not to ask much.

Even though I had imagined this before. But it was still unbelievable, when they arrived at the courtyard of the house, not only his family and Zayn's family, but the residence was crowded and crowded with workers passing by.

"Zayn ? "

"I don't know any of this, baby, really. It must be a surprise from our family."  Raising simultaneously his palms.

It turns out that Wiya's family is preparing for Wiya and Zayn's engagement party which will be held tonight. When Wiya headed to the living room, it would be surprising to see the large room has been conjured into the main room of the party with a rustic-themed decor that is amazingly beautiful.

Wiya headed straight into looking for the whereabouts of anyone she could hug and was asked for an explanation for everything she was witnessing right now. And the first person she met was, Mama Wulan.

Awkward, that was the first time Wiya felt. But not with Mama Wulan, this is her first meeting with Wiya after a long time. The sincerity that radiated from the heart through his eyes could not be hidden. The affection and longing also tried to be exposed from the gaze that occurred a few seconds. In the next second, Wiya was already in the arms of the would-be-in-law.

"Bu Wu-lan" Wiya said slowly

"Mama for you, from now on you should get used to calling Mama"

Wiya looked towards Mama Wulan without letting go of her embrace.

"Thank you Ma."

"Thank you, baby ? Forgive the stupid mother's child's mistake."

Seeing that Mama and his future wife were that close, Zayn's blood flow warmed. This was the scene he had wanted to see the most for a long time.

Mom and Mitty were seen descending from the second floor followed by Mba Asih who was holding Vinny in the back.

"Mother..." Vinny's shout was loud and could be heard up to RT Next door.

Wiya took off the hug from her future in-laws and switched to hugging her niece. He hugged Vinny tightly as if he had not met for long. Wiya even cried when she remembered she was very panicked when she looked for Vinny and the other family members before Zayn came.

"Vinny, let's change clothes now. After the prayer isya later the show will begin" Mitty took Vinny from Wiya's lap

Wiya did not need to ask or wait for an explanation from anyone else. It's clear his family is plotting with Zayn tonight.

And this is her engagement party. Wiya's happy feelings tonight, radiated from the aura of his face bright and shining when wearing a Malay brackets made of satin glitter with silver color matched with a rectangular hijab made of light twiscone colored peach more stunning when receiving the ring paired by Mama Wulan prospective in-laws, as a sign they are officially engaged.

Wiya hugged one by one his family members full of haru. Dad, Mom, Bang Ridwan and Mitty. The family members could not hold back their tears of happiness. While being the final witness of Wiya's wait. 3 years Wiya always subtly refused every man who approached him. His family had worried that Wiya would not marry given his age of almost 3 heads while Wiya was still focused on pursuing his education and business career.

That night Zayn came and met Wiya's parents. Because you know exactly what Wiya's heart is. Mother advised Zayn to immediately prepare everything while waiting for the moment of graduation Wiya who only stayed one month.

Mother suggests Zayn take the opportunity to surprise the proposal when Wiya's mood is at the peak of happiness. But the father still reminded the possibility of rejection which is also as great so that Zayn must still fight for himself to think about how to minimize the risks that may exist.

Confidence in the same feelings. Zayn managed to regain Wiya's heart.

Zayn was not satisfied enough to give him a surprise. As the family and guests were having their dinner, Zayn stood on a small stage and made a loud announcement. He announced that they would be getting married next week, as well as inviting all the guests present that day to come to their wedding.

Wiya's eyes were wide-eyed to hear it. Next week ? It is almost impossible to prepare for a party in one week. As Zayn returned to sit next to him at their dining table, Wiya whispered worriedly.

"Zayn, next week is not enough even if we only make small parties"

"I can't wait any longer. I've been preparing for this for a month"

"You don't make sense Zayn, what if I turned you down?"

"The truth is you accepted me ! I didn't even think of another possibility. Because I knew for a month since I came here that night, you were waiting for me to come back, right?" Goda Zayn's.

"Sorry to keep you waiting for a month. Now we just have to wait until next week. But if you're impatient, we can get married tomorrow. How's it?" Zayn said very seriously.

Wiya hit hard on Zayn's shoulder with her fist. Ever since the couplet, Zayn has unceasingly put Wiya to shame and her heart is now sprinkled with happiness.

"Aww, sick dear." Zayn rubbed his shoulders.

"Stop flirting with me."

"What a tickle, I'm just flirting with my future wife."

Wiya had already raised her hand about to hit the shoulder of Zayn next to her, but Zayn realized and immediately caught the blow and clasped Wiya's hand into his lap.

"Dear alas, it hurts" Zayn kissed the soft back of Wiya's hand which managed to make Wiya blush again.