Hijrah Love Casanova
Could it be the First Test?

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"Zayn, Zayn... Where are you going, son? This is Safira why was it left behind?" said Mrs Elis who was no longer ignored by Zayn who had walked up the stairs to his room.

"Eum... Baby, please forgive your son, huh? You see, Zayn like that maybe just because of fatigue," he continued, he again felt ashamed of the son-in-law for the behavior of his only child.

"Yes, Ma. Its alright. Right said Mama maybe Mas Zayn soy sauce because all day can not rest. Not to mention her much neglected work." replied Fira could still smile a little in front of her two in-laws.

"So you got Papa's car with the driver, didn't you?" Mr. Rendi repeated the same question.

Safira did not answer. He was silent for a few seconds before making his decision.

"If I don't accept it, papa will be disappointed and Mas Zayn tells me to accept it. It seems like it's okay if I take it."

The beautiful girl muttered in her heart. Taking a deep breath, Sapphira answered.

"Yes, Pa. Fira will accept it for the good of us all."

"Alhamdulillah! When do you start going to college. There's already Mr. Susilo who's gonna pick you up. N-no! not just when you go to college. But when you want to travel wherever it will take you." exclaimed Mr. Rendi was relieved.

Finally Safira wants to receive a new car that he has bought specifically for the son-in-law. Besides there are Zayn's enemies out there. He wanted to make his daughter-in-law happy in a way like giving a gift.

Though Safira received the car just because he did not want to trouble them. When she was really kidnapped by her husband's enemies. If not for that, perhaps Fira would never have received the lavish gifts given by the in-laws.

"Yes, Pa. Thank you and sorry, because Fira was so troublesome, Papa and Mama,"

"What are you saying, son. Now you are our daughter. So never feel hesitant if you want something." said Mrs Elis simultaneously with her husband.

It makes them smile happily. Including Safira himself.

"Yes already! Now the relationship is night. So we should just take a break." broke up Mr. Rendi while looking at the fancy clock on his wrist that already showed at half-nine p.m.

"That's right, Pa.' Come on Honey, let Mama take you to your room." take the middle-aged woman up from her seat.

"Y-yeah, Ma." Fira replied in a stammered voice as she felt her heart suddenly pounding.

This is the first time the girl has entered a man's room. Even though Zayn is her husband. Safira was still feeling groggy.

"Just let her suitcase be delivered later by Aunt Ira. You see, all your needs, in your room you have everything ready." prevent Lady Elis from preventing the daughter-in-law who wants to go under her suitcase alone.

Because of waiting for the driver to pull out the suitcase that Safira had become a long time outside the house. To the extent that his in-laws were about to come out.

"It's okay, Ma. It's light, not heavy." replied Fira smiling as she planned to all study. So inevitably, her suitcase had to be brought right now.

"Oh, alright," Madam Elis finally nodded in agreement at her daughter-in-law's decision.

Then Fira followed her mother-in-law up the stairs to the top floor of the house

"Son, this is your room. Just go in and rest. Mama wants to come down again because mama is also very tired to rest" said the middle-aged woman after arriving at the door of Zayn's room which had been occupied by a person assigned by Mrs Elis.

"Yes, thank you, Ma." replied Fira understood because he himself was also very tired of wanting to rest.

Geck!

Geck!

Geck!

Geck!

"Lake in!" zayn's voice came from inside.

"Darling, come on in" added Madam Eris smiling and stroking Fira's shoulder. After that, he went back downstairs because his room was on the first floor of the house.

Kleek!

Reading the bismillah in his heart. Safira opened the door to Zayn's room.

"Assalamualaikum," said Fira felt awkward entering the room. However, Zayn did not answer his greetings. Sapphira did not take heart. For the attitude of her husband, because Fira does not want to have prejudice.

"Fira, I don't like women like you, because all I deserve to be with is sexy, seductive girls. Not as closed as you." said Zayn as soon as he saw Fira into his room that had been transformed into a bridal room

The deg!

The pain instantly hit the heart of the beautiful girl. Sapphira cremated the dress she was wearing. Not to drop her tears in front of her husband

"Astaghfirullah, Mom! You--"

"Tomorrow we will move into my private house, you must not interfere in my affairs, because this marriage is only temporary." interrupted the young man who really wanted to vent his anger on the wife.

Because Fira accepted their match. He alone cannot refuse it either.

"So right I guess, if Mas Zayn doesn't accept our marriage?" said Safira in a soft voice.

"Haa... ha.. Does your house not have large glass? Try standing there and see what you look like?" Zayn pointed at the makeup glass inside his room.

"really embarrassing! Do you think there's a guy who wants a girl like you? At any time, never dream of being my real wife" laughed at Zayn who had changed into a nightgown and he was on a king-size bed.

The place was no longer beautiful because Zayn immediately threw all the decorations on it. Red rose petals are scattered on the floor. Everything Zayn threw.

"Mas, I'm like this because I want to keep my aurat. So that I can keep my father, husband, brother and brother from the sins I committed." Safira replied withstanding the tightness of her heart. With a sick heart he tried to look fine.

"Oh God! Is this the first test for my family? If so, please strengthen me."

Safira continued to step in. She was like having deaf ears ignoring her husband's harsh words.

"You quiet there? You can't sleep in bed. I won't sleep with you." prevent Zayn from thinking Sapphira would approach him.

"I just want to sit here. Can't it?" ask the girl while putting her little bag on the table

"Ck, you slept there tonight. Tomorrow after arriving at my house, we will sleep separately." decak Zayn for holding back the upset seeing Safira not crying.

"It looks like I should torture her after arriving at my house. So that he feels unable to anymore. Then ask me to divorce her. Haa... Safira, you'll see what I do to you. The girl's a village."

The young man said in his heart. Looking at Sapphira like her great enemy.

"We are legal to be husband and wife. Why can't we sleep together? If Mas won't accept me, why not refuse this marriage in the first place?"

Zayn could not answer Safira's question. He was silent because he had not found the answer to his wife's simple question.

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