King Mafia And His Angel
Marrying a foreign man
Zehra was clearly confused, early in the morning everyone seemed busy, knowing the servants had gone back and forth to prepare all the supplies of her needs, from the tip of her hair to the tip of her feet.
"This..what's up?"
"It's not the wedding of the great master and the young lady"
a waiter answered quickly
"Yes?"
zehra was clearly surprised,
ba... How does that mean? So that guy really didn't lie last night? he's really gonna marry me?
ask zehra in heart.
And everyone was busy putting on her makeup, putting on a beautiful dress and even spoiling her.
Wait a minute, this is obviously like such a rushed thing right? but if not married is not his mama has sold him, home can not, doing his duty by committing adultery is not possible right?
instantly he swallowed his saliva.
this must be wrong.
"Is he ready?"
suddenly the voice of the man she met last night burst into the room, asking everyone if she was ready.
For a moment the zehra and the man stared at each other, the man stared intently at the eyeball of the zehra, staring at the zehra from the tip of his foot to the end of his head.
zehra slowly swallowed his saliva.
"Is he perfect?"
Someone whispered behind the man's ear
"I think you're pretty blown away when you see her, arash"
a woman in her 30s is more talking to a man called her by the name of arash, her age is ripe, indeed, but his face clearly looks younger 4-5 years than his original age.
"Quite make me flounder"
whispered slowly
arash raised the corner of his lips, so cold, flat without a smile, his eyeballs were so beautiful with sharp gazes so swooping and killing.
"You really got MC Dores Arash's daughter"
she said as she walked towards Zehra.
the woman spoke while reaching for Zehra's hand.
zehra hesitantly gave her hand, letting Deborah lead her towards the man.
"You can call her arash, she's my only little brother"
immediately Zehra looked at the woman beside her, she smiled so happily and happily towards him.
Zehra had just found out that she was going to be her sister-in-law.
"You ready hmm?"
Arash asked while waiting for the beautiful hand of zehra to enter his left arm, for a moment zehra looked at the man's arm, slowly with a feeling of hesitation his hand went in there.
Arash stared at the zehra and then slowly began to lead zehra to get out of there.
For a moment he was confused, time seemed to spin erratically into Himself, why in just a few days his life could turn completely into this? marrying a man she just met, not a lover, not an ex-boyfriend, not a distant family of her friends, not a neighbor no one she had ever known before, he actually married a foreign man whose even his new name he knew not more than 1 minute ago.
What his work, how his life, what kind of behavior even his disposition. Where will this man lead their marriage? zehra was clearly a Muslim, then this man?
the instant zehra stopped his steps, arash clearly turned his head towards him.
"I cannot marry a man whose religion is different from mine"
arash closed his eyeballs for a moment
"Don't worry, we'll marry Islamically
"yes?"
Instantly zehra looked at the man, quite distrustful of his hearing.
"You mean?"
"I'm a convert"
zehra immediately rounded his eyeballs.
"What?"
zehra tried to repeat her question.
"Master said what?"
"I'm a convert to zehra"'