Wrong Khitbah
90. SK 2: STREET 1
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"If you say it a long time ago, I would agree to it"
"It's okay now. I've allowed me to wear the Bib niqab. Please sincerely ask Ridhonya" said Zahwa kissed Akhtar's back and palms many times.
Akhtar smiled and replied by kissing Zahwa's forehead and head crest many times.
They came out together, having locked their house straight to the parking lot. The umi? Umi had already left just as Akhtar had just arrived home.
Zahwa waited by sitting on a long bench made of wood. Sometimes he returned greetings from the santri who passed by him.
Bruum.brum...
The roar of the approaching vehicle distracts Zahwa. His eyebrows raised to see Akhtar has climbed on his big motorbike.
"Let's go.naik"
"Well baby, who's this?"
"Our, who else"
Zahwa looked at the bike and remembered something.
"Never seen her?" Ask Akhtar. Zahwa nodded her husband's guess was right.
"It's not here, but somewhere else. And I asked people to bring him here" Akhtar said, not saying the place was clear.
"Ohh yes, it's worth it" Zahwa said
"Let's go.naik. Is it okay to use a motorbike?"
"Beik.beik.beik.certainly it's okay" Zahwa got on the bike with the help of Akhtar. After making sure his wife is safe in her seat. Akhtar slowly drove his motorbike away from the pesantren area.
Many santri stared enviously at them. Moreover, the immortal santri who used to be very fond of Zahwa.
Yes the marriage of Zahwa and Akhtar memeang has spread in pesantren. Although they have not held a walimatul 'ursy, but the news of their sudden marriage is able to surprise anyone who hears it. No one thought that Zahwa would marry the son of the owner of this pesantren. Even until someone fainted at the news, the article many do not know that Akhtar is the Son of Buya Firman, considering himself who lives in Turkey and rarely returned to the boarding school.
Zahwa nodded when he realized Akhtar was not turning his motorcycle towards the city streets. He did not dare to ask, choosing silence and waiting.
The motor keeps going, not fast. At a speed of 20km/h. Yes, Akhtar wants to enjoy their journey.
Zahwa closed his eyes, enjoying the breeze of shaking the cloth he was wearing.
Zahwa jerked open his eyes spontaneously hugging Akhtar as his motorbike rocked past the cobbled road. Akhtar chuckled lightly at all his wife's behavior from the rearview mirror.
Their views met there, immediately Akhtar cut his eyes and returned with his flat face.
Until it reaches a place where the air temperature is cooler. Zahwa pushed himself to embrace Akhtar more tightly.
Akhtar rubbed the back of Zahwa's tympan, which coiled around his stomach, giving warmth to the idol. Ahhhh really romantic.
He could not bear to ask. His voice is making a sound
"Sir..? Is it a long time?"
"No" Akhtar briefed. Makes Zahwa even more annoyed.
He was silent no longer asking. Choose to lean his head on Akhtar's back and pass every swaying paddy.
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Zahwa raised his head when he felt the motor stop.
He looked at a beautiful wooden house. Grow plants and flowers in front of him. With rattan furniture in front of him. There were swings and stones as a footing towards the door. The yard is lined with green grass, very soothing.
Zahwa gasped as Akhtar's cold hand entered stroking his cheek. He was surprised that Akhtar had come down leaving him alone who was still silently sculpting.
"Let's go, baby.Why silence? Don't want to come in?"
"Ah would.." said Zahwa. After that he came down and greeted Akhtar's arm by wrapping his hand there.
"Thank you uncle" Akhtar said to a middle-aged man who had just come to give the house keys.
"Together Son"
"He who is Bib?" Zahwa asked when the man was gone
"He was the uncle who guarded this house. He and his wife helped clean up here. They're good people, they've been working with the family for a long time."
"Ohh so. And... This house?"
"Ikhh.many nanya you yes. Here!" Akhtar said pulling Zahwa's nose and herding him inside.
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Traces do not stay yaa✨
Sorry there was a mistake.you read the previous chapter yes...
chapter 90 to delete, and the author of typing chapter 91 in chapter 90, trus erased so you know why.
sorry, this chapter has to be reversed. ⁇
