Wrong Khitbah

51. SK: EXPECT MORE

S E L A M A T M E M B A C A

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"Yes, Om. Zahra accepted" he said in red

"Alhamdulillah..." The two middle-aged couples.

"Zahrah!" Ali's father's fizzled slowly. His heart refused to do this but since they still had guests he could stand it

After talking about the next meeting. They came home with happiness. Without them knowing it was sadness for his son.

After Abi and Ummah had left, Ali's father immediately closed the door. And closed his eyes. While Zahra, had first run to her room with a happy feeling.

Mother Fatimah called her aunt to help clean up the rest of the banquet and soon followed Ali's father who had passed to their kmar.

Mother Fatimah sat next to Father Ali. And rubbed his shoulders slowly.

"Mother...." Ali's father said quietly

"Hurry up and tell Azzam, Bund.." he said. He doesn't know what to say anymore.

Mother Fatimah who was still in shock just dialed no Azzam.

Azzam who heard that was devastated. He wanted to tell me something, but because the situation was very chaotic, he could hold it until later he could speak directly when they had met.

After receiving a call from Mother Fatimah. He came out of the room and saw Zahwa laughing happily with Humaira making his heart look like it was scraped.

Of the many men who want to invite Zahra ta'aruf to marry all he refused, why this time he immediately agreed.

"Sir..Brother can't help it if tomorrow your laughter is changed into a cry of wound" Azzam's mind was sad

FLASHBACK OFF

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Zahwa's situation is starting to improve. He wants to talk a lot, even if only as necessary.

Azzam went into Zahwa's room, he was reciting and his muraja'ah was rote in his bed. Still with a face attached to his head.

He sat down beside her and stroked the top of her head

"Sir..." Call Azzam. He saw Zahwa's eyes wet.

"You crying?" Ask Azzam. Zahwa quickly shook his head.

"No"

"That's it?"

"The blink, Wawa had not swept his room so that the dust was still scattered this morning" alibi Zahwa

Azzam knew he was lying, because when he wanted to take a drink to the kitchen he saw Zahwa sweeping and mopping the floor of his room. It is impossible for a Zahwa to be at home with only a little dust, no. He is a very clean person.

They are both silent.

"Sir..Zahras....Zahras...We're going home to rum--- "

"Why didn't Brother tell Wawa" Zahwa cut coldly without looking at Azzam.

Azzam.

Zahwa smiled wryly

"Heh, I'm not considered, something this big nobody tells me"

"Zahwa" cried Azzam. Of course Zahwa was surprised if Azzam had called his name means he was upset and angry.

" Heh" Zahwa just laughed bitterly

" I'm sorry, not so Wa.." realized Azzam's mistake was abating

"Here it is, all the same" he said holding tightness in the chest.

"Abang wants to book a ticket, we go home. Your holiday ration still has a deck"

" So brother's coming home, my day off is up tomorrow. So Wawa to Pesantren only directly" said Zahwa while holding back his tears that would trickle imagine the marriage of his sister with the person he had been waiting for his return.

" Can't you, Wawa met Wawa's protege first? They must have missed me so much. Ehehhe remembered their funny face just made her want to meet them immediately" replied Zahwa ngawur.

" But Zahra needs you more"

"There is Brother, Father, Mother, and Brother Helwa as well. Come on Bang less what else?" His eyes were getting red withstanding the crying.

" What is it because Zahra will marry you first?"

"No, of course not. It's up to whoever wants to get married" said Zahwa

"Dek, look at Brother's eyes" Azzam shook Zahwa's shoulder to look him in the eye. But Zahwa remained still.

"Wa.is there something you're hiding from Brother?"

"No"

"Lied"

"Abang knows you Wa. We grew up together, you know what you look like"

"No Bang.There is nothing that Wawa hid from Abang, it is precisely you who hid something from Wawa" Zahwa replied convincingly

Not satisfied with his answer, until finally he issued words that might hurt his sister.

"Is this because, Fatih?"

Heeeg! Breath restrained. He was surprised, he looked at the black netra belonging to Azzam who was giving him a sharp look. Why did Azzam know about him?

"What do you mean, Wawa does not understand" said Zahwa nervously as if he was caught red-handed

"Abang hope you understand Abang's intentions" Zahwa lowered his head, his tears escaping just like that

"What the hell is Bang, it has nothing to do" he said still trying to cover up

"You've wished that man more, haven't you? You're willing to wait for her, aren't you?

The deg!!

"Why don't you tell Bang Wa..." Azzam looked at the little sister he loved so much.

Zahwa.

Can't take it anymore, free if you want to avoid. Azzam knows everything. Not thinking anymore Zahwa hugged Azzam and shed his tears there.

"Hiks..hiks...hiks..." He sobbed in the crib of Azzam.

"Why Wa..why? why don't you tell Brother Ha?"

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