Love Two Boundaries
Chapter#13

"So, jike pak cik approve, as soon as kite will hold this marriage, about seme seme seme bye" again Mr. Hafiz explained his wishes.

Dad was silent in his eyes, my face was sad, like still not willing. I just kept quiet to return my father's gaze.

"Sir Hafiz, not the uncle does not approve, but as a parent, the uncle is obliged to know with whom the uncle will marry Ais.

If you don't mind, can you ask?" I still look doubtful of Mr. Hafiz. Naturally, the sudden arrival of Mr. Hafiz and suddenly wanted to marry me, of course, made my father shocked and hesitant.

"Please, uncle!" mr. Hafiz was confidently willing to hear father's question.

"Priest uncle apologize if this question will offend son Hafiz" Father was very careful in speaking, afraid that master Hafiz would be offended by father's words.

"Does son Hafiz know, the age of Ice now?

Tau sir, nineteen years.

"Nineteen are very young, still childish, are you sure you want to marry him?" Ask dad to investigate.

"It's clear that I don't really care about age, because what I see on Ice, is inversely proportional to its age. He is very mature as well as independent" Hafiz replied firmly.

Dad just nodded, saying what Hafiz said. Then the father asked Hafiz again.

" If you may know, how old is son Hafiz now?

Saye tige puloh years old lady

Well...., question uncle, at the age of three heads, is it true that son Hafiz does not have a candidate or can be a wife?" Father's question, looking very protective, cornered Mr. Hafiz a little, because he did not want any regrets in the future.

I could see the change in Mr. Hafiz's face, after hearing father's question regarding his status.

With a slight hesitation he replied, "in fact, I...."

"Mr Hafiz duda yah" I replied impersonating the doubtful Lord Hafiz.

Mom and Dad were both shocked.

"Astagfirullah...., widower Ais?" Mother's words with fists looked at me like disbelief.

Dad smiled bitterly while rubbing his face rough.

"He's Mr. Hafiz the first son, his wife has died" I innocently replied his wife died, because I thought his wife had died.

Mr. Hafiz looked at me intently, as if he did not understand what I was explaining.

Dad again voiced, " Actually, uncle does not matter with the status of virgin or widower, the origin of the widower is really a widower. Uncle does not want at the beginning of the relationship there are lies, because he is afraid there are further lies" said the father firmly.

Mr. Hafiz nodded with a bow as if unable to look me in the eyes of the father.

"Sir just wants the best for Ice"

"Saye understands uncle"

"Now the uncle has got an answer. So now that the decision is in the hands of Ais, whatever Ais chooses, dad will support" he turned to me demanding that I make a decision, accept or reject Mr. Hafiz.

Mother was also the same, nodding, Mother clasped tightly onto my hand, giving her the strength to make a decision.

Now that all eyes are on me, it's time for me to make the biggest decision of my life.

If I can be honest, I have long harbored a feeling for Reza's sister. Brother Reza is a man of dreams for me. I'm pretty sure Reza actually likes me, too, but I don't know, to this day she never expressed her feelings.

Actually, I have planned, if the money has been collected, then I will go to college to be able to establish myself for him. But my destiny says otherwise, in this state of my body, it is very inappropriate for him.

Yet again I cannot deny destiny, he is the man who has taken away my holiness, and he will marry me, even though I hate him.

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"Brook....Ais...., want to marry Mr. Hafiz" I replied hesitantly.

"Are you sure Ais? don't make rash decisions, especially regarding your future son" said the gentle father while advising me.

"Because it's about my future well, that's why I want to accept his offer, if not." said my inner.

"Ais don't rush to make a decision, son, we don't want you to regret it in the future" she advised.

"Ais, sure buk, well" I said firmly, staring at mother, then father.

Mr. Hafiz looked at me meaningfully.

Mom and Dad can only pray and guarantee the decisions I make.

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Four days I've been in my hometown, all the administration and study abroad permits I've got.

And in the end, today I will be married to a series by a one-child widower.

The immediate family has all arrived, in a few hours will be done.

There was no large-scale event, because everything was prepared in a short time, so many slanted issues circulated in my village, stating I was pregnant first, I wanted to marry the series because of the loot, loot, and there are many other rumors. But let it be.., I have established my heart, my parents also do not mind the gossip that is blooming. Like a flower, it will also wither, as well as this rumor, over time it will disappear by itself.

A simple guarantee was displayed in the living room, and my room, no decoration that I thought memorable in the eyes, everything was normal.

Even impressed very ordinary, I also did not mind all that, the most important thing for me now is that I can cover my disgrace.

White kebaya bones paired with jelbab colored matching, already attached perfectly in my body. Being matched with natural make-up made a pretty impression on me.

I looked at my reflection reflected in the ornamental table in the room, gorgeouskkkkk...myself very beautiful, "if I were to be his bride sister Reza, how happy I am today" my heart.

But the truth is, it's not as beautiful as people know.

Before long Fia came to me.

"Sir, the ijab qabulnya event will begin" he cried to me.

Fia became astonished, because there was no reply from me. He approached "Sister, why sad?" Fia held onto both of my cheeks, and stared within my two black eyeballs.

"Why?" her tan was gentle with a sad look.

"Why not, baby" now I'm holding back two cheeks. "Don't worry, everything's fine" I said with a smile to distract him.

" If you are sad, it's not because of this marriage, but sad to part with you" I can't hold back my tears, I hug Fia tightly with tears in my eyes.

"Sister, don't cry! the powder will fade!" reply via who came crying while laughing in my arms.

"Come, we're out! my husband-to-be is impatient"

I pinched his waist gurgled, until he soared in pain.

"Ih...sister.." the sound of the pot.