WRONG MARRIAGE
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Zalfa spent time in the cafe. There, he can fight with work so that time will feel quickly passed. If at home alone, he is bored and time runs slow.
One surprise that made him smile cheerfully was upon seeing Ismail's arrival to the cafe. At exactly five in the afternoon, his biological brother appeared wearing neat clothes.
Zalfa invited her brother into her study. They chat there.
“Mas, home from work, yes?” tanya Zalfa observed Ishmael's appearance was still the same as when he left for work.
“Iya, Mas just got home from work and directly stopped by here.”
“What's up, Mas?”
“Mas here Just want your opinion. Soon Mas will marry Tini, do you think Mas should have a party or not?” Ishmael sat in the front seat of Zalfa's desk.
Zalfa placed a glass of juice on Ishmael's front desk shortly after the servant handed the glass to Zalfa.
“What is the consideration of Mas why should be confused determine the problem?” Zalfa turned Tanya. He sat in front of Ishmael, bounded by a table.
“Then I don't need a party at my second wedding. Qobul and legal in the eyes of the State is enough for Mas. But now the thing is, the one I married was a girl. And he's young too. Is it not a problem for Tini's feelings if Mas married her without a wedding party?”
“Mas, Tini is a good girl. Mas is not new today to know him, I am sure he will not be concerned about it. If indeed Mas does not want to hold a wedding party, then do not need to do it. Tini can definitely understand.”
“But at my first marriage, I enlivened my marriage. Will this not be a burden on Tini's mind? Will he not compare this issue? I'm afraid he'll be discouraged, even though his face is still smiling with that situation, but who knows with his feelings.”
“Mas, women do have sensitive feelings. But, as subtle as a woman's feelings are, she will still be able to sacrifice feelings for the sake of the man she loves. Mas may ask this matter to Tini, whatever the decision of Tini, Mas must consider it. I'm sure he'll answer wisely. He is young, but his thinking is mature. And I assure you, Tini will greatly appreciate Mas.”
“Mas asks for your opinion because you are also a woman, surely some of your feelings are also the same as Tini.”
Zalfa smile. “Don't worry about it, Mas. Trust me, Tini is a smart girl.”
Ishmael gulped his juice. His face began to look relaxed. “Mas does not want a party because it is not comfortable with the words of neighbors later.”
“Don't think of anyone else, Mas. The bad thinking of others will only make our lives do not progress.”
“You bener.” Ismail nodded.
About half an hour Zalfa and Ismail chatted, talking about the wedding plans. Zalfa gave brilliant input and ideas in preparing for the wedding. Zalfa is ready to help with her brother's wedding.
Shortly after, Ismail returned home.
After Ismail left, Zalfa came out of his study room into a room that was not how wide where the visitors were busy enjoying drinks and food typical of the cafe. His vision went around observing several tables filled by visitors. He frowned when he found the figure of the girl who stepped in through the main door, then he sat at one of the tables, alone. Zalfa remembered, the girl was the same person he had seen this morning, none other than Arkhan's neighbor.
Zalfa rushed to the girl's table. “Good afternoon, what message would you like?” Ask Zalfa.
The girl raised her face, looking at Zalfa. “Warm orange juice and special fried noodles,” replied the girl then her gaze returned to the table. Every now and then the girl tidied the end of her blue veil knot.
It just so happened that an employee passed by him carrying a glass of warm orange juice. Zalfa picked up a tray containing a glass of warm orange juice and coded her employees to make a new juice and ordered them to make noodles for the girl in blue hijab. While the juice he gave to the table of the girl in blue hijab.
The girl nodded with a glance of a smile. Then grab the glass served and suck it up.
“Excuse me, can I come sit here?” Ask Zalfa politely.
The girl frowned, but then nodded. “Please.”
Zalfa pulled out a chair and sat down in front of the girl. “Known, I'm Zalfa. Don't you recognize me?”
“Neg. Who are you?” reply the girl was astonished.
Zalfa. Even as a neighbor, the girl did not recognize herself. Indeed, Zalfa count of their neighbors has not reached a count of years, but Zalfa admitted, the neighborhood housing complex around Arkhan residence is indifferent and less caring for each other. Even those who are neighbors do not know each other.
“I am the owner of this cafe, as well as your neighbor,” replied Zalfa.
“Neighbor?”
“Hm. You know Arkhan, don't you?”
The girl looked a little surprised, her face stiffened but then she tried to display a calm expression by gulping back her juice.
“Iya, Arkhan who lives next door to my house,” replied the girl again.
“Can we get to know more closely, right? What's your name?”
“Arumi.”
SERIATE
DUO..THINNING POINTS. 😭😭😭😭😭😭
SO LEMEZZZ.
WHERE ARE THE POINTS FOR ARKHAN
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