Wedding Sunscreen

Part 53 ~ Wedding Sunscreen

Ezra, the man gave a rough sigh after disconnecting the phone with his best friend. Talking about many things with Aaron who is a fellow soldier since sitting in high school makes his mind a little open about the matchmaking that his parents want to do.

Age 30 years but not married also never bring women home, it is natural that his parents behave so.

"There can be no woman who can captivate my heart after she leaves" murmured Ezra rubbing his face rough.

It is not easy to forget someone who once filled our days, especially that person went right on the lap of Ezra while enjoying the twilight on the edge of a very beautiful lake.

Ezra's daydream that was about to drift into his past had to be uprooted when the sound of knocking on the door sounded. The man turned his neck to look at the door.

"Lake in!"

The open door featured a middle-aged woman who was very similar to Ezra. Sitting on the side of the bed while stroking the man's shoulders was soft.

"Why don't you want dinner, son? You're mad at your mother for making a decision without telling you?" ask the middle-aged woman.

Ezra shakes his head while smiling. "No, how could I be angry at a beautiful woman like Mother." His head rests on his shoulders. "Ezra was just confused to have to respond to the matchmaking, Mother. Ezra doesn't want to get married yet, Ezra still ...."

"While not married for the rest of your life, she won't be coming back, son!"

"Mother?" Staring at his mother in disbelief. For years Ezra never told anyone about the woman he liked, not even Aaron. But why did the mother know?

"So mom cleaned up in your room and accidentally saw a photo of a very beautiful girl, also your diary book fitting still school."

Ezra let out a long sigh, leaning back on his shoulders.

"Ezra doesn't want to marry anyone for now Mother. Ezra doesn't want to hurt Ezra's wife later because she can't get out of the shadow of the past."

"Mother's son is a dream husband candidate." The middle-aged woman laughed amusedly. "Don't forget dinner. Just don't forget to tell your mother that you're ready to meet your future wife."

The woman with a long robe accompanied by the hijab immediately rose from her seat after talking to her son.

Ezra just nodded, his mind glaring back to the past. Actually the last year Ezra was able to come out of his good memories with his girlfriend, but the memory returned again when he met a girl whose behavior was very similar.

She is Diana. From the manner of speaking to the appearance of reminding Ezra of her lover who has left and that makes Ezra very upset.

Ezra did not want to approach Diana just because it was similar, it would only make Diana hurt later.

***

It was a bright morning, as bright as the face of a man who was staring at himself in the mirror. Black shirt with matching pants is wrapped in his sturdy body.

The man was none other than Aaron, who was getting ready to pick his wife up somewhere.

"It is certain that Haura will wear the same color," Harun murmured, smiling.

The reason wearing all black is nothing but wanting to couple with his wife.

Before leaving the room, Aaron did not forget to take out a small box on top of Haura's dressing table and put it in his pants pocket.

The large house that is inhabited alone will certainly feel quiet, it makes Aaron actually does not want to go home.

"Sir breakfast first!"

"I'm still full!" sahut Harun, wasted the food that has been served on the dining table.

The new clock hand showed the number seven in the morning, but the man had already left. Very wealthy unemployed.

***

If Aaron is getting ready to meet his wife, then it is different from Haura who seems busy cleaning the house because it is still early in the morning.

Sweeping, washing dishes of course he did it himself even though his hands hurt because the wound in his hand was quite a lot. Even his skin was peeled off bit by bit.

Hearing the sound of knocking on the door made Haura stop her dishwasher, rubbing her hijab before opening the door.

He was stunned to see who had come this early in the morning to his contract.

"Ma-mas Aaron? I-i ...."

"Such beauty," praised Aaron, extending his hand to remove the foam in the Haura hijab.