He's Not A Bad Boy
Chapter 51 - The Arrival of Anton

"Aren't you the one who said you didn't want to go through the old ta'arruf? I've come here to prove that I'm serious about you, and I don't want to disappoint you for anything that's not certain."

Silvi was speechless looking at the male netra before him to look for lies. However, it was only the shady and calm gaze that the woman got.

"I feel no match for Ali. You're a nice guy and untouchable by just any woman, while I? Brother certainly knows how aggressive I was chasing Boy at that time," said Silvi bowed in sorrow.

"Then why? I don't care about how you were in the past, I just want to build a future with you" Ali replied firmly.

"But, I'm a pathetic girl, if Big Brother wants to marry me out of pity, you better not do that." Silvi's voice started to sound vibrating.

Ali silently looked at the woman before him, he could not see her face clearly, but he knew that she was holding back the crying at this moment.

"If I have pity on you, I won't get here because what brought me here is my seriousness in asking you to be a wife, I want to make you my life partner to reach out to Heaven together."

"But, I ... I'm not a good woman, brother. Just go ahead and ask Khaira and Boy." Silvi was still trying to hold back her cries. It was as if the shadow of the ugliness of the past was twisted back in his memory like a broken cassette.

"If you feel that way, then let me be your priest, I promise to lead you to be a good woman, God willing," Ali said, making Silvi instantly lift her face that had been covered by tears.

Once again Silvi looked at Ali's bead, and again she found no lies there, only sincerity that she could see from the man's eyes.

"You promise?" ask Silvi slowly.

"With God's permission, I will fulfill that promise" Ali replied firmly.

Silvi then whispered to her father to answer Ali's proposal. It felt like he was so embarrassed to answer Ali's proposal directly.

"With Bismillah's words, Silvi my daughter, accepting your proposal, please come back with your parents to make an official proposal, we are happy to wait" the father said.

"Thank you, son, for being willing to accept our daughter, who lacks so much" the middle-aged man continued with teary eyes.

"I thank you for accepting me to be part of this family."

Love sometimes does not look at possessions, thrones and who, but love can be damaged because of it all. Presenting love in the heart is the power of the Owner of the Heart, but keeping love until it ends together in His heaven is your struggle.

Not felt, the wedding day that awaited has now arrived, everyone also congratulated Ali and Silvi, not least Boy and Khaira.

"That's why you always have trouble chasing me, because God knows I'm not your soul mate, but him, the one who bears witness to how you pursue me." Boy grabbed onto Ali's shoulder who laughed at the words of his brother-in-law.

"Bao. I tipped my sister, even though sometimes messing around, but God willing she's better now" said Boy near Ali's ear.

"God willing, Boy," retorted Ali.

"Ra, I'm sorry for all my mistakes, in the past, I really felt bad remembering them all" Silvi told Khaira.

"Sst, this is probably your hundredth apology. I've forgiven you a long time ago, so be calm. We're brothers now, so let's build a better relationship." Khaira now held onto Silvi's stomach gently.

"God willing, will soon be produced, how, Bang?" Boy now also teases Ali, to make the couple's face red blushing.

Silvi's face that had been laughing coyly now changed in an instant when she saw someone coming from the direction of the entrance. The tall man, although getting thinner, still looks so handsome.

"Sister Anton?" All eyes now come to the men who became the center of attention this time, including Boy and Khaira.

Anton comes to Silvi who has now unconsciously shed tears.

"I didn't expect this crybaby to end up getting married either." Anton smiled as he wiped away his sister's tears.

"Sister!" Silvi immediately hugged her brother with tears. After a long time apart, now he can hug Anton again.

Khaira, Boy, and Ali were just quietly moved to see the siblings meeting.

Anton took off Silvi's embrace and went back to wiping away her tears. "Stop crying, you'll look ugly if you cry.

Anton now turns to Ali. "Thank you for accepting my sister for who she is, please take care of her, and never hurt her, you are in trouble if she tears because of you" she threatened with a serious face.

"Isn't that so, Boy?"

The man now turned to look at Boy who had been staring in silence, but did not get a response from him.

"Hello, Boy, long time no see." Anton shook his half-brother's hand with a smile, then bowed.

"I'm sorry for my mistakes that have always bothered you, I realize how hard I would have tried to harm you, if the One Above had not allowed it, everything would have failed. I'm tired of fighting you, boy, can we make peace?" he asked the man and looked at Boy and Khaira in turn. However, he only wasted a rough breath because he never got a response from Boy or his wife.

"Hufh, I know, my fault is too great for you, I can no longer forgive you, but it's okay, I won't force you to forgive a cruel demon like me." Anton smiled and patted Boy on the shoulder.

"I couldn't wait a long time, my bodyguard was waiting" Anton said, leaving, but Boy restrained his horse.

"If you promise not to repeat that mistake again, then I'm sorry it's as big as the ocean to you, isn't it, honey?" Boy looked towards Khaira.

"Yes, of course." Khaira chimed in.

Anton's eyes looked teary at this moment and then began to smile happily. "Of course, you can hang me on the tomato tree if I do it again" he said, laughing softly.

"Thank you for everything, if only I had enough time, I'd hug you one by one, uh not for you Khaira, we're not muhrim, uh meaning mahram," he said.

"I go first, assalamu 'alaikum." Anton now goes outside the building where two police officers are waiting for him there.

"We're going to visit her a lot, aren't we?" boy asked and answered with a nod of the head by Silvi, Ali and also Khaira.

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