Algebra Bride
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The explanation of the bride fairy was the same as that of Aiza. "At that time I could not continue my work to decorate Mbak Aiza because there was my family who died. If only I had been there when it happened, I would have been able to straighten things out. At least this misunderstanding did not occur and bad views about Mas Akhmar and Mbak Aiza will not happen either."

Aldan rose to his feet, approaching Akhmar. Grabbing his sister's shoulder, patting her several times. He looked at Akhmar's face, then nodded.

"Akhmar, I'm sorry I misunderstood you. Their explanation is enough to make Mas groan that this is an incident that is just a coincidence to cause a misunderstanding. Already, you can go!" aldan said to the three men who were made witnesses by Akhmar.

The three men left.

Aldan looked back at Akhmar. He smiled thinly. "Sorry, I don't trust you at all. And only now can I trust you."

"Don't say sorry, there's nothing wrong with you. Everyone must have done the same when they were in Mas's position" Akhmar replied. "I did this not only to restore Mas Aldan's trust in me, but also so that Mas Aldan could return to Aiza. She's the girl I love, right? I don't love Aiza."

"Don't lie! You already had the same feeling as him long before Mas knew him, then how could you say that?" 

"Five years is not a short time, I don't have that feeling. Even if I marry her, it's only because of a lot of demands. Now, I can take him away from me." Akhmar.

Aldan smiled again at his sister's confession.

"Akhmar, you are married to Aiza. Do not make your marriage a joke by leaving Aiza and handing the girl over to Mas just for the sake of happiness. I love Aiza, but her love is not selfish. Instead, Mas happy if only Mas saw the girl that Mas loved was happy. You had a bond with him long ago, right? Yes, go for it."

Akhmar. Fixated.

"This is God's destiny. This is how God brings you together. You guys are a soul mate," continued Akhmar looked smeared. Even his gaze and expression showed that he already looked fine. "Your explanation makes Mas Lega, that Aiza is married to the right person."

"Mas, how many times did you sacrifice yourself for me?" akhmar was upset at the situation.

"Until the end of my life. You're my brother."

"No. Those witnesses have changed my judgment about you. And that's more than anything."

"If only Mas had trusted me more from the beginning, Aiza would have been Mas's wife by now."

"Hey hey, don't suppose, it's more delicacy with syetan. This is what is called a soul mate. This is God's strictness." Aldan took the canned water on the table, and handed it to Akhmar. "Let's drink! Relax!"

"I wouldn't want it if it wasn't Mas who opened it for me!" Akhmar's smile began to be imprinted.

Aldan chuckled. He then opened the can cover. Then they toast and gulp down each canned drink.

"Akhmar!" call to Adam who is now standing between his two sons. 

Akhmar looked at his father. The eyes of his father were no longer horror, now they looked more friendly.

"I'm sorry, you've misjudged me." Adam grabbed his youngest shoulder.

"I'm used to it. And maybe my attitude all this time makes papa can never trust me, it's natural," Akhmar replied with a feeling of uncertainty, pessimism.

Without saying a word, Adam pulled the shoulder and hugged it tightly.

Surprised, Akhmar froze, leaving both his hands in the air.

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