Algebra Bride
Recognition

Before long Adam appeared, the middle-aged man whose body still looked fit was smiling then descending downstairs.

"Akhmar, Aiza, have you just arrived?" ask Adam.

"Yes, Pa! Me and Aiza have just arrived" Akhmar replied.

"We'll just eat together, how?" bargain Adam. "Come, to the dining room. Papa cooked good earlier."

Aiza followed the three men with unceasing gratitude imprinted on her mind. Thank God, Adam and Aldan welcomed.

They all sat in a circle at the dining table.

Akhmar brought a side dish for Aiza. Aldan brought rice and side dishes for Adam. 

"Pa, I mean coming here not just to visit. But I want to invite Aiza to stay here" Akhmar said.

Adam looked at Aldan. 

Looking at the direction of his father's gaze, Akhmar immediately knew where the permission should go.

"Mas Aldan, what do you think? Would Mas ridha if I was Aiza's fan staying here?" tanya Akhmar looked at her brother seriously.

"Well, how do you ask me? Ask the same papa, dong. If it's not a problem. Mas Seneng really we can gather again. These are the times I've been waiting for a long time. That we gather together. This is your home too, don't think like a stranger" Aldan replied with a wry smile. He looked towards Aiza. "And Aiza, may you stay here."

Aiza nodded. "God willing."

"O yeah, this is you guys decided to stay here not because of any problem right? It's against your will, right?" ask Aldan.

"Intinya, I was not accepted to be the son-in-law of Ismail because Ismail's brother only expected Mas Aldan who became his daughter-in-law. I'm just a surrogate husband. Ismail's assessment of me is far inversely proportional to his assessment of Mas" explained Akhmar without wanting to cover up.

"Is that really so?" Aaldan wants to convince.

"There's no need for me to cover this up, and indeed I'm far away when compared to Mas Aldan. But this isn't how it works, is it?" akhmar said in a soft tone.

"In that case, let Mas go to Mr. Ismail to explain and straighten this out."

"No need, Mas. I just feel uncomfortable with the assessment of Abah Ismail who continues to not accept because I am considered only a substitute son-in-law. There is no difference with Aiza who is also a substitute bride on the wedding day. We are just replacing the person who is supposed to be sitting at the table. This shouldn't be in question." Akhmar put down the spoon, then sipped a drink.

"What's? Aiza is the substitute bride? Is that true?" Aldan watched Aiza's face.

Aldan sighed. 

"With Mas Aldan having heard of this matter, I'd better explain it. Mas Aldan was originally betrothed to my brother Zahra, but he ran away before the proposal was made. I'm just trying to cover up this disgrace" Aiza continued.

"O Allah, are you the same as a substitute?" Aldan looked at Akhmar and Aiza alternately. "God has already betrothed you. And I'm not Aiza's soul mate. This has become your way of life. Aiza, Akhmar, you are a couple, strengthen the sacred bond of your marriage, testing in the household is not just that. The stronger the test, meaning you become a chosen human who is considered able to pass it. You guys have to take care of each other." Aldan.

Akhmar could only be silent, not expecting Aldan to behave in such a way. How much he can be so heartened.

 "God is never wrong in setting a mate, only a human being who sometimes mistakenly faces reality so that sometimes divorce occurs. I don't want that to happen to you guys" Aldan said. "Alhamdulillah... As a surrogate bride, Aiza found a surrogate husband who was also right."

"Until here, papa realized that this was already God's line, Aiza was so glorious as to let herself be a substitute. You guys are fine, yeah!" added Adam.

Aiza and Akhmar looked at each other. 

"Thank you, papa!" akhmar Balak.

How wonderful it is that the way of the Lord unites the two hearts, with a bad beginning and trials, but in the end the Lord unites their love with great wisdom.

“O yes pa, why Aunt Desi stay here continue ya?” tanya Akhmar reminisces about his tantric who somehow settled in that house.

“Yes,” replied Adam slightly turning his eyes.

“Akhmar, Desi's aunt is now your mama,” Aldan said as he patted Akhmar's shoulder.  Aldan was well aware that Akhmar did not like Desi in the past, they could not match him.

Akhmar.  He could not say a word.  How could Adam marry a woman like Desi?  Has the stock of women in this world been thinned to Desi who must be married?

“You don't know about this because Aunt Desi's marriage to papa took place when you weren't home.”  Aldan embraced his sister's shoulders, hoping that his sister would not be disappointed.

Basically, Adam married Desi on the basis of many reasons that he thought were good. 

Akhmar took a deep breath.  He can't say anything else.  Everything has happened.  He also could not be angry because Akhmar realized the marriage took place when he was running away from home, he had no right to speak.  After all, his father had the right to make a choice.

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