Bestfriend ‘Til Jannah
She's My Fiance

Zhorif let out a furious breath. His head fell backwards in curiosity with Zhara suddenly sitting on his back.

Yes, Zhorif knew he had sinned by touching a woman who was not his muhrim, but what else could he do when he saw that her fiance looked so in pain?

"Why look around, Mom? Misses, huh?" ask the girl while raising her eyebrows.

Zhorif shook his head in horror with a facial expression issued by Zhara.

"Indeed, aren't you ashamed of being carried around like this? From now on, everyone was watching, you know," said the man, with the hidden intention of getting Zhara to descend from his back.

"But my husband. Why should I be ashamed? Unless it's someone's husband!" he looks relaxed.

"Nobody knows the future" said Zhorif, hoping Zhara could understand the meaning of his implied speech.

However, instead of understanding, Zhara made her own conclusions. "Yes, but I know very well that Mas is part of my future" he said.

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"Mas, I don't want to sit in the back."

"Why?"

"Later the same."

"Sitting in the back is safer, avoid collisions until an accident occurs."

"Ihh .. Anyway, I will not get down from Mas's sling, if Mas can't I sit in front!"

In the end, Zhorif decided to budge and put Zhara in his car, allowing the girl to sit next to the steering chair after arguing for a while.

After making sure the girl was sitting comfortably, Zhorif went around the car, before entering and sitting in his steering chair. The man looked at Zhara who somehow did not look at all like a person in pain.

"Do you have a history of heartburn?" suddenly tanyanya.

Zhara was silent for a moment, for a few seconds she cursed herself in the heart for having forgotten her obligation to continue acting during her time with Zhorif.

Zhorif reached out his hand to open the dashboard drawer, then took out a packet of ulcer medicine and thrust it at Zhara. "Tablet chew," he explained briefly because it does not have water in the car.

Zhara stared at the medicine doubtfully. Of course, because he thought that the taste of the medicine would be very bitter because he had never tried it even once. As for the chewable tablet, did Zhorif mean to tell him to chew the bitter medicine without water?

Suddenly the girl grimaced in horror as she shook her head. "I don't have an ulcer, Mas, my meals are always regular, really!" reject it.

The thick eyebrows of Zhorif interlocked, began to think hard to diagnose what disease Zhara might be suffering from. "I asked permission to examine your stomach" the man said suddenly.

Zhara looked startled for a second, but immediately neutralized her expression thinking that the request was natural for a doctor like Zhorif.

Zhara unbuttoned her uniform from above casually to give Zhorif free access to check her stomach, which she planned to bloat to look like a cold person.

"What are you doing?!"

Zhorif reflexively restrains Zhara's hand, which nearly exposes her own chest and soils the eyes and mind of a normal man like Zhorif.

"Say I want to check my stomach, right? Yes, I take off my shirt first, let's check it out easier" the girl replied with plain-faced eyes.

Zhorif moved his hand away from Zhara and turned his face to the window. "Tie back your uniform," he told her to leave the girl a little confused, but to keep her up and re-button her gray white uniform.

"Where are we going, Mas?" tanyanya felt panicked as Zhorif's car slowly started to lead to her home address.

"Introducing you home. Where else, anyway?" reply Zhorif.

"No way, Mom!"

Zhara refused in a loud voice, causing Zhorif to reflexively brake suddenly in surprise. Fortunately, they both wore seat belts.

"Mas, I don't want to go home." - whine who suddenly cried because he felt panic and worry. Because, he did, skipping school and if his mother saw him coming home at an inappropriate time, her good reputation in Zhorif's eyes would be damaged and the man would probably label her as a bad boy and a liar, inappropriate to be made a wife.

"Why again?" Zhorif looked at Zhara tiredly, but also felt unbearable when he saw the girl's eyes slowly start to tear up.

Zhara lowered her head while playing her fingers nervously, busy looking for the right reason to make Zhorif take her all the way from home.

"Mommy is with Papi again leaving, Mas .. I'm afraid to stay home alone," he lied.

Zhorif paused for a moment, before nodding his head at getting an idea. "Well, then, I'll drive you to Alesha's house" she said before turning back to her car.

"No way, Mom! I'm fighting with Brother Zafran!" rejecting raw. Escape from the lion's cage, even enter the crocodile cage. That was what went into Zhara's mind when Zhorif was about to drive her to her brother's house. He could have been killed by Zafran if he was caught skipping school.

"So, where do you want to sleep? In your temen house? Where's address?" the man began to get frustrated.

Zhara sighed with anger. Yes, at least staying at Ashraf's house was the only best option for him. Why not Aufa or Farel? The answer is because their parents know Mami and Papi Zhara, in contrast to Asyraf's parents who always move to various countries.

"The White Goose Complex, Mas...."

After mentioning the address, Zhorif's car just drove away and finally stopped right in front of a magnificent and luxurious white house, almost similar to the house owned by his parents.

Zhara took off her seat belt in a very slow motion, reluctant to stay away from the man she loved so much.

"If so, I go in first, Mom. Be careful on the road" he said before getting out of the car.

Zhorif gave a brief nod in return and was about to step on his gas to waltz away, but his intention came to a halt when he saw a man in uniform just like Zhara coming out of the house.

"Ra, why are you here?" asyraf asked somewhat surprised by Zhara's arrival.

"Nginep," Zhara replied with a shunt, about to enter the house without permission from Ashraf first.

Tin!

Zhara stopped her steps and suddenly turned her body to look at Zhorif's car, which was still not moving at all. The man got out of his car and walked over to Zhara and Asyraf with firm and confident steps.

Asyraf frowned in confusion, glancing at Zhara who turned out to only focus on looking at the man unknown to him. "This ... Who, Ra?" tanyanya slow.

Zhara looked at Zhorif for a moment, before turning her gaze towards Asyraf. Confused, he recalls that Aufa and Farel strongly forbade him to let Ashraf know that he was engaged and about to marry.

Zhara gripped the tip of her uniform nervously. "She .. she-" Supposedly, the girl introduced Zhorif as a friend of her brother, Zafran, but her plan had already been thwarted by the man.

Zhorif smiled politely, then extended his hand to shake hands with Asyraf.

"I'm Zhorif, Zhara's fiancee...."

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