Married Berondong Saleh
Chapter 82

"Delmira," said Zaidan in a trembling voice.

Feeling her name being called, Delmira allowed a glance at the source of the sound.

Not much different from Zaidan, how surprised he was at the man in front of him.

"Subhanallah, that's right you Mrs. Delmira," said Zaidan, his feet moving closer towards Delmira who was standing at his feet.

"Zp... Zaidan," said Delmira, his eyes immediately dewed.

What a heartwarming meeting. Both share a deep sense of longing, and are met by God in unexpected ways.

Delmira is arranging catering for the event held by Pekalongan motor dealers. As for Zaidan, he came to the place because of his resignation, succumbing to the circumstances, for the sake of Umm Aisyah who asked him to move the workplace.

However, what God's plan is, everything is beautiful in His order. Without a plan, it was fun.

Zaidan put on a smile, looking at Delmira. If you don't remember Delmira is not his muhrim, he must have embraced the woman's body.

"How are you?" lontar Zaidan, the voice shook and stammered.

Delmira lowered her gaze, "Alhamdulillah is good," she replied, then her face she looked up at Zaidan at a glance, "Who is with you?" ask Delmira then.

Zaidan was silent, set his heart pounding and breathing that was still not well controlled, "Now, Thank God I am good," Zaidan replied, his eyes still fixed on the woman he had longed for. Physically she was clearly changed, Delmira wore an instant long veil dangling up to her chest and a dress of robe attached to her body. What a change that makes that beautiful face even more beautiful. Although, clearly Zaidan saw a scar on Delmira's left cheek.

Delmira further lowered her gaze, she knew Zaidan was still looking at her with a fixed gaze.

"I'm sorry, excuse me, prepare the catering" said Delmira, without hearing Zaidan's approval, his feet stepped out from before Zaidan.

'O Allah, what is wrong with you Mrs. Delmyra. Your face is scarred, and your path? Why limp like that?' inner Zaidan was full of questions, his eyes still fixedly staring at Delmira. Until that view drifted far, as far as the eye could see. I don't know what power. There was a sense of self-evolving worry, Zaidan walked up to the foot of Delmira. He did not care about some employees who would take him into his workspace.

"Let me help," Zaidan bargained to see Delmira lowering one by one the catering equipment.

"Sorry Mr. Zaidan, we'll show you your workspace" said a dealer employee.

"You can show me later," replied Zaidan, his hand moving will lift one of the catering tools.

"Zaid, I've been there to help," prevented Delmira, his chin pointing to some people who helped his catering.

Flashback.

Catering run by Delmira has only been running for 2 months. At that time Verel offered Delmira to develop a business mbok Sa'diyah stall to serve catering services. Delmira has a desire to serve catering. However, capital becomes an obstacle to his desire.

Without Delmira's approval, Verel had bought the catering equipment and also bought the fleet as a complement to catering services.

"Verel, what are you doing?" lontar Delmira at that time, surprised to see the catering tool in the house mbok Sa'diyah.

"I know, you can't possibly want me to give you any of this. So pay in installments" Verel said. Even though he gave it his all. Even more than that Verel would do it.

Delmira let out a rough breath, "How many years until it's gone?" murmured Delmira pursed her lips.

Verel chuckled, he stared fixedly at Delmira's face. It felt so anxious to see his heart-pleasing expression like that.

"As far as you are, pay whatever. The point is you're not against borrowing from me."

"Issst! Why do I feel like you're intentionally ensnaring me in your debt!" sahut Delmira's.

Verel chuckled again, "You taught me to always be positive about thinking or what the term is..."

"Well, why suudhon to me?"

Delmira smiled at Verel's reply because Verel used some vocabulary in the Islamic world, "Send your account number" he said later.

Verel's face looks radiant, Delmira's words can be interpreted as if he approves of what Verel gives.

Flashback.

Zaidan stared at Delmira who had entered the dealer with some catering equipment.

Not long after, Delmira reappears.

"Why I don't know, I'm preparing a caterer to welcome the arrival of the chief director of Pekalongan motorcycle dealers. And it turns out, it's you" said Delmira, after hearing the talk of some dealer.

Zaidan replied with a smile, "I went inside first. We'll have to talk later" Zaidan replied, stepping his feet.

The Pekalongan motor dealer main welcoming event is completed and closed with a lunch together.

Zaidan's eyes looked for a delmira figure that he did not see in the catering presentation.

"Mother Delmira isn't here?" zaidan asked one of Delmira's catering staff.

"Mbak Del may go to Sa'diyah's mbok stall" he replied.

"Warongs? Where's?"

"Do you know Raudhatul Athfal's boarding school?"

Zaidan nodded.

"Well, the stall was near the cottage, used to serve the children of the cottage at lunch."

"Oh, thank you" said Zaidan, then walked away.

Zaidan can't just walk away from the dealership as many guests are still enjoying lunch. However, at least he knew where Delmira was. The full address, along with Delmira's phone number, has also been obtained from a catering card placed on a small table that is deliberately taken by invited guests, as a form of promotion from catering Delmira.

Say hello.

Delmira came in an open-top car, he helped the staff clean up the catering equipment.

Delmira's eyes occasionally glanced at the left right.

"You looking for me?"

"Astaghfirullah haladhim," surprised Delmira holding his chest.

Zaidan smiled looking at Delmira's expression.

"Who's looking for you, too" said Delmira, his foot stepping into the open car on the dealer's porch.

'Wait for me tonight Mrs. Delmira, ' Zaidan's inner monologue twists his body, into the study.

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