A Thousand Flowers
Chaptre 76. Weddings

A TAP! A TAP! A TAP!

Shin Seo Hyun stepped slowly up the stairs. He looks tired. As he was about to turn to his room, he saw light seeping out of the door of Izzah's slightly open room.

Shin Seo Hyun glanced at her watch. At 03.05. Eyebrows raised. Slowly he moved closer to Izzah's room. The door was pushed slowly. Izzah's bed was empty. Get the bathroom. Darkened. He closed the door to Izzah's room and walked to the library.

Shin Seo Hyun was gobsmacked, watching the beautiful scenery under the window. Izzah fell asleep with his laptop still on. Her thick, black and long hair fell down like a curtain. Waving in the wind that blows from the cracks of the windows.

Intrigued by what Izzah was doing, Shin Seo Hyun stepped up to the girl without a sound. He stood behind Izzah, reading the text neatly arranged on the monitor screen.

A story title is clearly displayed.

“NO CHOICE. By IN Cinnamon.” Shin Seo Hyun's mouth read the words in silence.

Shocked, Shin Seo Hyun covered her mouth with both hands. He never expected at all if the writer who had been idolized was none other than and not not a girl who was currently sleeping soundly in front of him.

Very carefully, Shin Seo Hyun turned off the laptop. Then, he pulled up a chair and sat down next to Izzah. Without the hijab, Izzah looks much prettier and voluptuous. Shin Seo Hyun sighed deeply. I can't wait for tomorrow.

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Walking with the suitcase, Izzah dizzy looking for the figure of Fadhil among the crowd who picked up their families. In a somewhat quiet corner, Fadhil waved and immediately ran to meet Izzah as soon as the girl smilingly waved at him.

“How was the flight?” tanya Fadhil while taking over Izzah's suitcase.

“Quite tiring,” said Izzah, rubbing his nose that suddenly itchy due to sudden weather changes.

A car was parked at the airport door. Fadhil rushes to open the trunk and stuff Izzah's suitcase into it, then runs to sit behind the wheel and drives his car away from the airport.

The hot weather forced Izzah to open the window. Letting a gust of wind blow directly at his face. The coolness of the natural wind is preferred than the car AC which makes his nose often speedy.

Almost ninety minutes Izzah enjoyed the scenery along the way before finally arriving home. Seeing Izzah get out of the car, his mother immediately greeted him with a happy smile and a warm embrace. Izzah replied with a kiss of affection on both cheeks of his parents who began to wrinkle.

“Come in, Son! You need to rest after a tiring journey,” invite Rahmi to embrace the waist of her daughter. The mother and son went inside.

Some young people seem busy putting up decorations for the wedding preparations Izzah tomorrow. After greeting them, Izzah went straight into the room and changed clothes.

At 19:45. Izzah came out of his room and joined the young men. For a moment they were involved in small talk. Not at home in the crowd, Izzah came out. Walk down the terrace, staring at the perfectly round moon with golden rays. Occasionally his hands rubbed his arms, driving away the cold brought by the night breeze.

“Yaelah. Wanted inside turned out to be even here.” A voice made Izzah look over.

“Eh, Johnny. Been long? Sorry, I didn't see you earlier,” said Izzah, stopping his steps.

“Not really. What's outside? Cold loh ... just keep in the wind again,” said Johny, teasing Izzah. Izzah.

“By the way, where is Ihsan? How do you not look?” asked Izzah astonished, did not see the whereabouts of his sidekick at his home.

“It ... again ascetic ...,” says Johny, pointing to a man sitting alone under a rambutan tree. His left arm was folded on the wooden table he had deliberately brought there.

From a distance Izzah watched Ihsan drink a can of sprite with his head bowed lethargic.

“Sick, but here ...” replied Johny in a concerned tone while pointing at his left chest. Both eyebrows of Izzah linked.

“Oh .. again heartbroken. Same who? How I never knew he had a crush on a girl,” Izzah chirped innocently. Made Johnny sigh hard.

“Yes, Zah. You are yes .. so the girl is not very sensitive anyway,” said Johny rada disappointed.

“Huh? By the way that's obvious dong, John. Don't get confused!” sergeant Izzah flat.

“So, you really don't know how Ihsan feels about you? Ckck .. Izzah .. Izzah. In fact, it is very clear he showed it to you through his attitude and attention,” Johny timpal at length, making Izzah's mouth locked for some time.

Actually Izzah was not unaware of Ihsan's different attitude and attention. It's just that, he only considers it as a form of sincere friendship that has been established for a long time. And childhood trauma has prompted her to not believe in love.

“I'm sorry, San,” whispered Izzah at heart.

In silence, Izzah and Johny approached Ihsan and sat down with him. Ihsan looked up dumbly when he found out Izzah had been sitting nearby.

“When to?” greet Ihsan in a bitter tone and still tried to smile.

“Sejam ago,” sahut Izzah a little stiff.

“Congratulations yes .. May you be happy,” continued Ihsan. Although it sounded sincere, but he was unable to hide the sadness from the shakes of his voice.

“Thank you,” say Izzah without expression.

Somehow their conversation sounded stiff, as if it was the first time they had met.

“Ke in yuk, San! Find a snack,” invite Johnny, stand patting Ihsan's shoulder. He could not bear being in such an awkward situation.

Ihsan walked up to Johnny without saying anything. Izzah.

The next day, Izzah's house was crowded with guests. Izzah sat with his head bowed in front of the ruler. A white scarf covered his face.

Day is up. However, the groom-to-be has not yet arrived. Make some guests start whispering and prickling. The guy started to look nervous. Time and again he glanced at the clock on his wrist and wildly observed the rows of male guests. Occasionally, sweat ran down his neck.

As the guests grew more restless and Izzah began to resign. Suddenly the sound of greeting. A man in his forties entered followed by another man with a higher posture. From the clothes he was wearing, the people present could immediately recognize that he was the groom-to-be. However, no one could see his face as it was covered in sunglasses and a mask.

The man immediately sat down, taking a position facing straight with the matriarch. Mr. Penghulu immediately prepared to carry out the kabul ijab procession after the groom's companion whispered in his ear.

The groom-to-be opens the mask and sunglasses he wears. Izzah remained down. Dare not look at the prospective priest. His heart was deadbeat, very nervous.

Starting with the istigfar, the shahadah and questioning the willingness of each bridegroom, the bearer grasps tightly the hands of the groom. Ready to perform ijab kabul procession.

After ijab, the bride-to-be welcomes with kabul. “I received marriage and marriage Izzatun Nisa binti M. Daud–”

“Stop!” shouted a man from the entrance, cutting off the ongoing kabul process. Everyone turned to the door.

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