When Your Love Knocks on the Door of My Heart

Meet the Zen Family

The graduation exam was completed a week ago. Students of class XII are entirely gathered in the field to receive direction from the Principal.

That morning from the various majors gathered in a predetermined field. The graduation announcement will be made two weeks later.

Zen and I are here. On the beach the first time Zen took me.

I've been feeling restless since last night. This morning Zen calmed me down before meeting his family.

Zen clasped tightly onto my sweaty hand and did not know what temperature it was. Really.I feel scared.

I was afraid of being rejected, afraid of being treated badly, afraid of being asked to leave Zen. I feel my own horror.

"Come here..." Zen pulled me in his arms. Zen hugged me tightly. I returned his embrace as well. I really don't want to lose Zen. I can't get away from him.

Zen is like a source of life for me.

"Are you calm?" asked Zen in a soft voice.

I still doubt. I hugged Zen.

"I'm afraid.." I'm really like a man who lost confidence in himself.

"Can I kiss you?" Zen whispered softly memibta permission to me.

My heart is between fear and fear. I nodded slowly.

Slowly Zen raised my face and gently brought his face closer. A gentle kiss on my lips made me even more helpless.

"Trust. We're gonna be fine. Don't let go of your hand so you're sure I'll never leave you" Zen whispered reassuringly.

I took a breath trying to master this worry in my heart.

"alright. Whatever happens I will be strong" I whispered slowly.

Zen chuckled.

"You're gonna meet my family, honey. It won't be war. Why this scared?" Zen grabbed me by the shoulder and took me back to his car.

I just quietly busied myself with the various estimates that I would face.

Zen smiled gently stroking my cheek.

"After this I'll propose to you. Do you want to get married simply or with a party themed on something?"

"I'm up to you. I don't want anything other than to be happy with you" I looked at Zen lovingly. The handsome face that has been with me for several months both on campus and at school seemed to be a very important part of my life.

Zen takes his car into the elite and luxurious housing in this B city. Looks luxurious building with 3 floors stands majestically among other buildings next to it.

"Come on. We've arrived" Zen stretched out his hand while opening the car door.

Zen nodded to convince me.

"relax. You will meet your husband's family" Zen said with his trademark smile.

"I can't wait to bite your lip" Zen laughed at my fretful expression.

"Zen, don't tease me" I pinch his arm slowly.

"You never told me about your family members" I said, not knowing how to deal with the Zen family.

"They'll be your family too. We will get married soon" Zen said opening the main door that was not locked.

"Assalamualaikum.." Zen and I said hello together. The figure of an Arab-faced woman answered our greetings. Zen kissed his hands reverently.

I followed what Zen did. I think she's Zen's mother.

The woman smiled sweetly. The beauty on her face did not disappear.

"He's Almira, Khala. The person I was telling you about all this time" Zen said with a smile.

The woman smiled.

"How are you, Almira?. My ears feel very upset with Zen's story about you. You're so beautiful" the woman greeted me kindly and invited me into a larger, more luxurious living room.

There are some people there.

One of them is a man with slightly whitened hair and high body posture. It is as bold as Zen. His face was like an overseas person.

"Dad, this is Almira" Zen kissed the hand of the man he called Father earlier. They hugged warmly.

"Yek, please call the others. Say Zen has come" Zen's father gave orders to one of the Zen-like men who stood up to greet Zen with a laugh.

I greet Zen's father. Her bulenya face looks very friendly full of smiles.

"Sit. Don't hesitate" Zen's father smiled kindly. I nodded respectfully and sat myself on one of the sofas closest to where I stood.

Zen signaled he would enter for a while, I nodded.

Not long ago the beautiful middle-aged woman who welcomed us came with two people carrying trays of food and drinks. The woman asked the two men to put it on the table according to her instructions.

"Thank you, ma'am" he said kindly to two people who might be assistants in the mansion.

"Come, Almira. This mint leaf tea is good for health. You should try it" the woman shifted the teacup in front of me.

I nodded with a smile.

"I'm Zen's aunt. You can call me Zen. My name is Fatmah" that beautiful woman is very good at making a comfortable atmosphere.

"This is Zen's father. He's my brother. Don't be surprised, we are indeed of Jordanian Arab descent. But only Zen's father is white, if we are the 5 brothers are all brown but sweet" he said with a laugh.

"He does like to joke, son" Zen's father laughed as he sipped his mint tea.

"Dad often heard Zen tell you but never mentioned your name. I think he has your strong character in life" Zen's father looked at me with dignity. I looked for a moment at Khala Fatmah who was smiling back at me.

"Look easy, Almira. Khala hear you are also a lecturer at M College?. Khala's son has a lecture there is the last semester now" Khala Fatmah chimed in because she saw me agitated and sat still not moving one bit.

"Who, deck?" zen's father looked towards Khala Fatmah with a frown. Khala Fatmah laughed.

"Farhan and Fahira, bang. Cook your forgotten brother" said Khala Fatmah with a light laugh.

"Ooh.twins. Brother thought it was over him" Zen's father nodded his head.

"Almira, taste the cake. It's khalas loh..." Khala Fatmah thrust the cake plate towards me. I thanked him and tried it.

"How long has it been with Zen?" Zen's father is back. This time the aura was more serious. I'm a little awkward.

"For a long time, yes." Zen's father smiled faintly. "Have you ever been a Zen teacher when you were in elementary school in S?"

I gasp. That's the same as asking my age. I squeezed my hands which started to sweat.

"Mmm.yes, Om. And I didn't expect to meet Zen at a different school in town" I started to feel uncomfortable. Khala Fatmah was busy with her snacks. I know he pretended not to hear our conversation.

"Did Almira know that Zen idolized his teacher at that time?" zen's father spoke to the point. I'm looking a little uncomfortable.

"No idea, Om. And Zen told me about it after we met at the current school"

"Do you think Zen can graduate well this year?. Dad wants him to go to college for his future"

I'm getting restless. My heart feels uncertain.

"A high-achieving student, Om. He is also good academically. There is no bad record in his academics. I'm sure he graduated with the best grades" I slightly opened up the results of our meeting two days ago. Zen excels in academics. Highest scores for school and national exams. Just waiting for the announcement schedule.

I saw Om Ahmad Pratama Al Bukhairi smiling.

"What do you think of Zen?" Ahmad looked at me. His sharp eyes typical of the Middle East mainland scare me a bit.

"You can say anything. What Zen looks like in your view. Aren't you also a Zen master?"

I bite my lips slowly.

I heard Khala Fatmah speaking in Arabic to Zen's father. I don't know what that means.

"I love her, Om" I'm nervous. I choked on myself when the sentence came out of my lips. Really.spontaneous. I'm really nervous.

The two middle-aged people in front of me looked at me simultaneously. A shocked look or what is his name emanating from their eyes. Suddenly Khala Fatmah laughed breaking the tension.

"Almira, why do you behave like a teenager. Ahhhhh.khala believes this must be due to you being with Zen often" Khala Fatmah's laughter struck my throat. I'm really embarrassed at the end level.

"Dec.." Zen's father rebuked Khala Fatmah. Khala Fatmah was silent.

"Yes, sorry. Khala stayed back a while, Almira" Khala Fatmah got up from her seat, leaving me alone with Zen's father.

"Dad knows Zen loved you a long time ago. For the last 5 years he has always said the same thing. One day he will marry his teacher Almira Rashad" Zen's father sips his mint tea again.

"Dad doesn't mind that. During this time Zen has shown its ability and responsibility by managing and developing several businesses at a young age. Even his mother loved him very much" the authoritative voice sounded trembling. I'm getting more and more restless.

"Former Zenpun tells the figure of his teacher who will be married in the future. In fact, asking his mother to bless his intentions and ideals" Zen's father smiled faintly. His face turned soft. I just kept quiet while guessing what Zen's father meant.

Zen had never told his family in the first place.

Zen's father woke up from his seat. Step into the corner of the room and reach for one of the picture frames neatly displayed on top of a teak display cabinet along approximately two meters.

Zen's father thrust the picture frame at me. With a shudder my hand accepted it. I'm still confused.

"That's Zen's mother. Beautiful isn't?"

I noticed the face of the beautiful pink-veiled woman smiling in the arms of young Zen's father. Zen stood behind the two of them with a smile. The same smile as his mother.

"Very beautiful, Om" I said honestly "so pretty" I admired the pretty face in the photo.

"Zen is his favorite son. The only son of this family. Before he left, he had given Zen the blessing to marry his teacher even if it was inappropriate"

Deg..hatiku shrieked again.

"I'm sorry, Om" I said softly. I dare not lift my face.

"Hmmm.no need to apologize. Dad understands. Zen has a firmness of heart. What has been his choice is his goal. Maybe this is too soon I told you. But for me, there's no harm in me talking to you about all this. Sooner or later you'll be a part of this family too"

There was a sense of relief and happiness in my heart listening to the words of Zen's father.

"Then mom...?" I just wanted to know why the word 'go' was ambiguous to me.

"Did Zen never tell you about his family?, and what was the boy talking about with you?" zen's father fixed his glasses without a smile.

I feel like I'm being interrogated. I became misbehaved.

"Zen.." call Om Ahmad rather loudly.

Not long after Zen appeared with a smile. His roar was very mature and authoritative, just like the father.

"It's over, dad?" zen asked carefully while looking at me sharply.

"What's finished?" his father asked back.

Zen scratched his head in the wrong manner.

"Why did you call me?" zen's voice was a bit upset to see his father who was just silent while returning to pour the tea from the available pot into the glass in front of him that was empty.

"Why don't you tell Almira about your family?"

"Does that mean you approve of my choice?" Zen asked back. I saw his father smiling.

"God willing. But one father reminded me to continue your studies. It is not good to let the wife carry the burden of the household excessively"

Zen laughed happily and hugged his father while giving a warm kiss on his cheek. Ahhh.a wonderful family.

"But, Om.." I'm trying to make clear everything. I don't want my age to be a hindrance and a burden of trouble for this great family.

Zen and Zen's father were staring at me. Those two look-alike figures seem to be the judges for me. I was nervous for a moment.

"I. I.." I gathered my courage. "But I'm older than Zen" I finally said something in my heart.

"Then...?" zen's father opened his glasses.

I flipped myself. I wanted to grab Zen's hair that didn't intend to help me out in the least.

"Did Om and the family not mind?" I took a fretful breath.

"Does Zen have a problem with it?" zen's father asked. I feel like a stupid teenager. I'm shaking.

"Then why are you bothering about it?. Don't date for long it's not good. We'd better tell your parents soon we'll propose to you. I think Zen can prepare everything"

I can't describe this happiness in my heart.

What Zen said is true. His family was a paradise in his most beautiful world.

Seriate