ISTIKHARAH LOVE KUSUMA
CHAPTER 13. JEALOUS

The day after tomorrow. Morning time.

Fayyadh is still in Orchid, Mahendra's residence. This morning the dining table was boisterous with stories of men talking about last night's World Cup match between Saudi Arabia and Mexico.

Maira and Naya are cool with their schedule when they arrive in Semarang later because they will be busy taking care of this and that. The two women laughed crisply between the men's chatter, inviting Fayyadh to steal a glance at the beautiful girl before him.

Mahendra who is very sensitive to body language, many times caught the action of the nephew who secretly observed the gerik Maira.

"Cerse Abinya, the way is even more subtle when stealing the view," Mahendra's mind, until he smelled a smile.

The middle-aged man who became the idol of Kusuma's great-grandsons besides Amir finally reprimanded the princess.

"Maira, help Mommy for the job desk. Although uwa Abyan has prepared WO and all clear ... Mother remains an important part of the task there, escorting guests. Prepare your soldiers well, dear," Mahen advised.

"Sure Yeah. This again mapping also hafalin the faces of all important guests uwa later, me and Mommy coordinate with two senior santri for consumption, accommodation of guests from outside the city until they return ... also because there are two reception sessions so during the time lag we will use for the re-briefing there .. event until ba'da isya right?"

"Yes. Ready vitamins are also your uniform, Maira. The initial session of Uncle Rey will handle, you are still a pager ayu accompaniment manten .. well after the photo session later, join Mommy. Make sure the tools that will you that all works well .. completeness of permissions and more, the official letter I send to your tab and Mother by email. Dad's job is to make sure inside the building with Uncle Rey because Uyut is there" Mahendra said.

All the instructions of the father he listened carefully.

"Well, isn't it a security lease? until Maira comes down?" ask Fayyadh.

"Hire ko," Mahendra replied quickly.

"Kok is still busy, it should be a family event that we casually gather. Not busy yourself," protested Fayyadh again.

"The rent was Eye-Shadow, laskar akhwat. Mother and Maira, just coordination. They are busy for a while, using family diversity as well as your Umma plan, calm down Fayyadh. Maira's not going anywhere," Mahen's test chimed in on Fayyadh's worries.

The young man looked dissatisfied but wanted to how else. Guna family is so, since long ago struggling with the world of IT.

Fayyadh had no chance to talk to Maira until they left for Semarang.

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Airports.

Maira's group of female soldiers had gathered in one corner of the waiting room. All neatly hijabbed. Maira is joined by ten girls whose posture is almost the same.

While at another table, the Tazkiya family had arrived and joined them all.

Before long, the voice of the announcement directs passengers to immediately go to the departure gate.

Bussiness class, half filled by his extended family. The religious atmosphere dominated this cabin as they chanted maulids as long as iron birds floated in the air.

Ninety minutes later. Semarang, Pondok pesantren Multazam.

Fayyadh could only look at Maira from afar who seemed to avoid her. Until when he arrived at the cottage there was no gap for him to say hello, between women and men were separated places of rest for large families.

Naya also Maira, accompanied by Rey, immediately combed the location for the reception later.

Soon they joined the pendopo behind Abyan's residence, which was specially prepared for his family. Exciting chatter lasted until night but Maira was nowhere to be seen.

The girl accompanied Fatima the Manten, in a chat room with many of her cousins. Kamila, Farhana, Athirah also Fathia the younger sister of the manten. Accompanied by their respective mothers, Naya, Aiswa, Dewiq and Qonita the sohibul hajat. The women are excited to discuss their diversity tomorrow especially when Maira tries her kebaya.

"Maa sya Allah, this is because diligent sports raga yes, this sexy makeup .. kayak Mommy, contains," said Aiswa admiring the curves of Maira's body that is often hidden.

"Wear outer, right?" naya.

"No, wear Obi. Kan Maira model skirt is like pants. Hijabnya nutupin ko, so sequins are placed on the hijab not in the chest," explained Aiswa.

"Oh I guess, this chest plain looks like that. Ok, beautiful for sure." Naya is satisfied with the results of her brother-in-law's hand.

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Next morning.

Walimah began to walk, Maira momentarily saw the tab, checking which room had been filled while still coordinating with his soldiers.

Rey says Ok, a masculine voice is heard in her microphone.

It is the turn of the ayu pagers appear to accompany the manten when kabul ijab has been recited.

Stunned. Many whispers as the princess Kusuma passed by.

Steady, beautiful body with amber eyes that are rarely owned by Indigenous people. With the green gradation of the leaves in line with the manten fashion, the flawless make-up makes Maira stand out among the cousins.

In the company of Athirah, Fayyadh's sister beside him, further affirming the two girls are no less charming with a manten.

The event took place lively also orderly thanks to the help of irregulars, as well as security rented by the pesantren.

Until arriving at the second reception, some special invited guests began to arrive. Seeing the army overwhelmed, Naya allows Maira to come down to greet guests at the end of the building. Direct them if they want to rest first.

The ayu girl ignored that there had been a pair of observing eyes since just now. Maira was focusing on coordinating with the irregulars in the earphones.

"Busily, the pro turned out to be yes," a man's voice greeted.

Captain Eye-Shadow turned to the origin of the voice.

"Sister!" maira sumringah.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Ai. Meet you here. Your assignment?" ask El.

"Wa'alaikumussalaam ... Yes, my married cousin .. uh Om, Auntie, Hi," said Maira slightly bowed to the entourage behind the handsome man.

"This? ... Hello, Maira huh?" the voice of a middle-aged man, looking towards El then alternately looked at Maira.

Princess Kusuma nan jelita nodded faintly.

"Would you rest first or what? if the break will be accompanied to guest room no 9, over there." Appoint Maira, calling one of the irregulars.

"We went straight to Surabaya after this. Come, Maira. Thank you, "reply to the El family, but the eldest son did not come with them.

Maira directed the other guests, alternately arriving. Ignoring the presence of El who was still standing beside him.

"Dad." Call her.

Maira.

Czechoslovak. Czechoslovak.

"Shukron yes. Make provisions. See you next week at Charity." El passes leaving Maira confused about his attitude.

"Sister, i-tu was--" cried Maira clumsily.

El turned his head, giving a smile as charming as the other day.

Deghs.

Deghs.

Deghs.

"Uhuk, ouch. Ampe a gini," Maira misbehaved, he sought a drink. Good thing Fayyadh came to his aid.

"You're tired of Mahya, drink first." Amir's eldest son, offered him a bottle of cold mineral water.

"Thanks Brother." The ayu girl sat down for a moment, sipped half the water in a bottle then placed the rest on the table.

He re-opened the tab, checking the guest list that was present as a report for later performance.

"Should it be like this? what will be the wedding?" tanya Fayyadh interrupted Maira's greeting towards the guests.

"Well what my husband will be, if he has the heart, he will ban me. If it's good, it might not mind" replied Maira origin.

Fayyadh just nodded faintly. "Who was that?"

"Who what? brother knows I'm from here with laskar doank no other man," said Maira began to care.

He was happy Fayyadh was possessive towards him, not even anyone dared to approach Maira if the man was around. But Fayyadh did not give any certainty so Maira only considered him excessive.

"So, put on a green batik shirt. She's your close friend Maira?" search Fayyadh.

"Green? nobody, I'm not close ... Sis, sorry not to dodge but I'm on duty, please understand ya. We'll talk later, promise."

Fayyadh smiled as he nodded. Maira blushed for a moment, then left Fayyadh alone there, because she was asked to go to guest room number nine.

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