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''Are you really willing to admit who is behind the crime you committed the other day to my lover?''

''I-iya Sir,''

''Are you afraid of your fate as much as your friends? Until you change your mind?'' Zain pointed towards the two people whose bodies were already lying on the floor. The bond of hands and feet of the two men had been removed, and they had also been given to drink by Zain's men. It was just that now they felt their bodies were still so limp.

Zain stood in front of them. Just then when his men contacted him, Zain quickly slid into his base.

''Really, Sir. But we beg you, please you protect our family, so that the woman does not hurt our family, said the man whose body is most stocky. He said pleading with a face.

''Oh, so you guys want to negotiate?''

''Really, Sir. We will say everything, provided that Master is willing to protect our family,''

''Alright. I will protect your family, as long as you remain accountable for your actions. After you release me from this place, then you must be willing to languish in prison for your mistakes. I'll make sure that the woman will also be in jail,''

''Yes, it's okay if we have to stay in jail, sir. As long as our family is fine.''

''Alright. Now let's say, who was the one who told you to take the life of my lover?'' Zain said with great emphasis.

One of his men standing right next to him was holding a cell phone, a boy who was asked by Zain to record their every conversation. The conversation will make Zain as evidence and spare material if someday the men in his sealing deny.

''The one who ordered us to finish off the life of your beloved Master was Lady Princess, replied the man steadily.

''Hm, I guessed it,'' Zain smiled obliquely.

After that Zain passed from that place with a cellphone recorded sound. He will be home soon, for soon magrib time will come. And he did not want to make the oma think strange to him.

Zain ordered his men to take the five men to the police station. He thought his business was enough with the five men. Later, when he is asked to be a witness, he will be ready at any time when needed.

***

After finishing Isya prayer, Zain set his foot downstairs, as soon as he arrived in the living room, he saw the oma was also just about to sit on the sofa.

''You want to go to your mosque, Zain?'' asked the oma, because he saw Zain still wearing cocoa and sarong cloth, complete with white peci as well. The handsome Paras Zain looked cleanly radiant.

''No, Oma.''

''Then?'' Fatimah narrowed her eyes.

''I want to see my friend, replied Zain, then he dropped his ass next to the oma.

''Oh. Look at this, '' the oma holds an invitation, an invitation that looks classy.

''What is it, Oma?'' ask Zain.

''This is the wedding invitation of the Princess and Bram. Tomorrow you must be present at their wedding, invite Yasmin to accompany you, Zain felt a little surprised, he said, because he was too busy controlling his feelings of love and longing for Tiara lately, so he missed the news, he really did not know that Bram and Putri would have a wedding tomorrow.

Though tomorrow, early in the morning Zain plans to report the Princess to the police station.

''Emang Oma knows Princess and Bram?'' ask Zain.

''Yes, certainly. Oma knows who Princess is, because she is the only young female CEO now, just like Oma used to be. If Bram is her husband, Oma is also familiar, she is Tiara's ex-husband who has turned Tiara down because of Tiara's childish nature does not know how to serve and treat her husband properly, to make Bram turn to the elegant Princess,''

''Elegant princess?'' zain smiled wryly.

''Yes. She was a good and intelligent woman of course, Fatimah replied again, she praised the Princess.

''We look ahead, which is more elegant between Princess and Tiara, Oma. Sometimes what we see is good outside, not necessarily the original is good, Zain said again with a knotty smile. Seeing that Fatimah felt suspicious of the grandchild, according to her, Zain was like saving something.

''Yes already, then I'm sorry Oma, '' said Zain again because the oma did not reply to his words again. Zain kissed and kissed the hand of the oma.

''Yes, be careful, Zain.'' Reply to the oma. Then after that Fatimah turned on the television, before going to bed she would watch her favorite series first.

***

Zain drove his four-wheeled vehicle into the house of his adored woman. Yes, tonight Zain will pick up Tiara to meet with the oma, according to the agreement they had made earlier this afternoon while at the office.

Zain stepped on the brake pedal when he saw the sale of dignity that was left on the side of the road, he would buy a martabak for his future father-in-law.

''Sir, I bought his martabak, yes, Zain said as he got out of the car. Now he is standing next to the cart of martabak sellers.

''How much, Ustadz?'' ask Mr. Martabak seller, Mr. who is about fifty years old. He knew Zain as an ustadz.

''Em, how many flavor variants are there, sir?''

''There are five flavors, Ustadz,''

''Then I ordered five flavor variants, making one serving of each variant, '' replied Zain. Because he did not know which parents Tiara liked martabak, so he took the initiative to order all variants of the taste.

''Alright, Ustadz, please wait a moment, yes,''

''Yes, Sir.''

Zain sat himself on a bench under a shady tree, a special bench for martabak buyers. Zain opened his phone, then he stared at the photo of Tiara plastered on the phone screen. The photo of Tiara that he secretly took.

Not far from him, the son of the Martabak seller continued to look at Zain with admiration, he felt very lucky to be able to see Zain from a fairly close distance, he said, because all this time he could only see the handsome face of Zain from a distance, when Zain was delivering tausiyah in the mosque or was in a vehicle. But this time? It was like a dream to see Zain clearly.

''I'd like to bring it for my future in-laws, ma'am.'' Answer Zain friendly.

''Well, it seems like this handsome Ustadz, must be very lucky woman who got Ustadz,''

''Yes. Pray everything well, ma'am.''

''Surely the future wife of Ustadz beautiful and sholehah, surely the woman is also an ustadzah, right 'kan Ustadz?''

''Rubber, Ma.'' Reply to Zain.

Martabak's son was heartbroken when he heard the conversation between Zain and his mother.

Not long after that Zain's order martabak finished in packs. Zain paid for it, then after that he got in the car again.

***

''Assalamu'alaikum, '' Zain said his greetings when he was at the door of Tiara's parents' residence.

''Walaikum'sallam, '' said Mama Tiara, as soon as he heard the greeting from someone, he immediately replied and walked towards the door quickly.

''Sister Zain, where have you been all this time, son?'' ratih asked as soon as he saw Zain's presence.

''Hehehe, I have been imprisoned for a few days, Mom, Zain replied with a small chuckle.

''It turns out you can be kidding too, ''' Hadi who just returned from musholla said Zain.

''Sir,'' Zain smiled wrongly as he looked back at Hadi. When with other people Zain behaved so authoritatively, but when near both parents Tiara, he often felt wrong and groggy.

''Let's go in,'' take Ratih. Zain gave a small nod as he walked into the living room, as soon as he arrived in the living room he sat on the living room sofa, followed by Hadi and Ratih.

''This, I brought for Father and Mother, ''' Zain put a large plastic box containing martabak on the table.

''That's a lot, son. You're really bothered,''

''It's okay, Mom. Occasionally,''

''Where is it, Ma?'' ask Hadi.

''There was inside his room, again get ready for him.''

''Where are you going, son Zain?'' ask Hadi again.

''I ask permission from Father and Mother, I want to invite Tiara to meet my Oma, Zain said politely.

''Oh. Alright, Hadi replied with a knotty smile.

Not long after Tiara appeared in the guest room, Zain stared at Tiara's appearance from toe to head, again being fascinated with Tiara's natural beauty.

Tiara who wears a wardah-colored robe with a matching colorful hijab looks very beautiful.

''Ma, Pa, Tiara let out for a while, yes, Tiara shook her parents' hands.

''Yes. You are polite, yes, son, while at home people, Hadi said.

''Yes, Sir.'' Tiara replied, after which she and Zain walked together towards the car.

When he was near the car, Zain opened the car door quickly for Tiara, Tiara got into the car and after that Zain closed it again. Then Zain walked in wide footsteps towards the next door of the car. He sits at the wheel.

The car driven by Zain sped away, gradually moving away from Tiara's parents' yard. Ratih and Hadi who let go of Tiara and Zain stared expectantly, they hoped that Zain would become their son-in-law. Their daughter-in-law who can really guide Tiara to the right path and make Tiara a yanf sholehah woman.

***

"You're beautiful, don't be so nervous, '' Zain said, he could see that Tiara was nervous at the moment.

Tiara let out a long sigh, after which she said.

''Duh, I'm scared, sir. Afraid that Oma Bapak could not accept me, Tiara conveyed her concern.

''If you two are like this again you don't have to call me Father,''

''Then what?''

''Just go,''

''Mas? Very market!''

''Markets, huh? Then what dong? What a pity?''

''Iih, can't yet, '' Tiara said with a blushing face.

''So can't wait to immediately justify you, so we can call each other affectionately, '' Zain's tease that increasingly makes Tiara's cheeks red.

Zain has not said that the Princess was the mastermind behind Tiara's captivity at that time. Change me when I take Tiara home. Thought Zain. He did not want to make Tiara's mood ugly because he thought about the Princess' crime against him.

Seriate.