Match With Ustaz Handsome

Match With Ustaz Handsome
Calm the Candidate?


"Wait, Arzu!" david shouted as Arzu stopped the taxi, but the girl did not heed the brother's scream.


Arzu got into the taxi, and the tears that he had been holding back from now immediately spilled down. The girl was crying, and she looked so fragile.


A person who sees Arzu crying now probably will not believe that he is the same Arzu, who is so mischievous, idle, and cheerful.


Arzu also misses her mother very much, she also wants to be taken by her mother as before. He also wanted to be hugged, kissed, and asked what he wanted, like his mother always did.


However, the wound from being left pierced so deeply in Arzu's heart. Moreover, only four months after his mother and father divorced, his mother immediately married the man who became his affair.


In fact, at that time Arzu was still waiting for the mother to come home and meet him.


Arzu doesn't matter if her mother doesn't live with them anymore, all she wants is to meet her mother, and still get the affection she used to have.


But Arzu's hope is only hope.


Her mother went on her honeymoon. For several months, his mother did not see or contact Arzu. Finally, Arzu decided he did not want to be in touch with the woman who had given birth to him.


Arzu's deep wounds, such as deepening, even widened by the actions of his mother did not meet Arzu after divorce.


Recalling the past that made Arzu scream annoyed and sad, he let go of his crying, to make the taxi driver confused and feel sorry.


"This, Non!" The driver gave Arzu a tissue to wipe away her tears. But Arzu did not respond, he just lowered his head and could not stop sobbing, until the girl's shoulder shook.


Meanwhile, Azam looked pityfully at Mama Irene, his heart was like a pain, especially when he saw the innocent face of the little boy who was carrying Mama Irene.


"Whose name are you, honey?" asked Azam while wiping the tears of Arzu's sister.


"Saila, Om," he answered.


"Shyaira." Mama Irene rectified her daughter's answer with a smile, but tears still wet the middle-aged woman's cheeks. "He still can't say R."


"Oh, what a beautiful name" said Azam. "Beautiful people."


Syaira immediately smiled, and it made Mama Irene feel happy. "Oh yes, my name is Azam, I'm Arzu's future husband."Azam touched Syaira's head, he could not imagine how he felt being yelled at like that by Arzu.


Mama Irene nodded in understanding, even now she looks happy because she can get acquainted with Arzu's future husband. He could also see that Azam was a good man.


"Come, Zam!" exclaim Papa Aji.


"Wait, Mom!" prevent Mama Irene. He took out a gift box from his bag. "Please give this to Arzu, yes." She asked, hoping that her ex-husband would help.


"He won't," said Papa Aji who immediately made Mama Irene's smile disappear.


"Let me try to give it later." Azam took the gift box, and he left it in Ummi Umaroh's bag.


"Thank you, Zam," said Mama Irene. "Tante titip Arzu, yes. May you also be happy, Aunt will always pray for you."


"Thank you, Auntie," Azam said.


They also went from there, and Ummi still took the time to pat Mama Irene's shoulder and throw a warm smile at the iron candidate, as if it was a greeting.


It made Mama Irene even happier, though she could not cover up her grief of being rejected by Arzu again and again.


"Where's Arzu, Vid?" ask Papa Aji who saw David alone in the parking lot.


"Arzu went to take a taxi, Pa," replied David. "He needs some time alone, so I think cancel today's plan."


They returned home, and this time no one spoke. Everyone is busy with their thoughts and feelings.


David is also seen still harboring disappointment in his mother, but he does not hate as much as Arzu hates. David understood that the problem of parents sometimes makes children become victims. But David also knows, parents are still parents, who have a lot of services in their lives.


"Where did Arzu go?" azam asked, after a long time he was silent.


"Maybe go home, or to Intan's house," replied Papa Aji.


Azam was silent for a moment, he remembered when Arzu said he could not sleep, the girl also went to Intan's house. Then, when Arzu felt sad like now, she also went to Intan's house. From here Azam understood, all Arzu needed was a confiding friend.


"Down me here, David!" exclamation Azam.


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Intan handed over the tissue to Arzu while grimacing, and the girl had almost spent a pack of tissue since then.


"I hate him so much, Tan!" arzu said in the midst of her sobs. "Why don't one of us just die, let's not see you again."


"Can't be like that" warned Intan. "If you die, then I'll be the same friend who dong. Then, if your mother dies, who takes care of Syaira? It's just a pity that she lives with her mother."


"Loh, he left me and Brother David without pity" murmured Arzu, who even called her mother by her word alone.


Intan could no longer speak because what Arzu said was true.


Suddenly Bu Ayu came, and the woman looked pitifully at Arzu who had not stopped crying since.


"Arzu?" call him. "There's your future husband ahead, honey."


Arzu frowned confusedly hearing what Aunt Ayu said.


"Whose husband is she?" ask her with a frown.


"Yes your future husband - Azam," replied Aunty Ayu who immediately made Arzu pat her own eel.


"I forgot I had a future husband" Arzu said. Intan and Aunt Ayu who were sad to see Arzu sad, now they laugh amusedly. Arzu could have forgotten that she was about to get married, thought the two men.


"Yes, meet me first!" exclaim Aunt Ayu then. However, instead of coming out of Intan's room, Arzu climbed into the bed and hid himself under the covers.


"Arzu?" call Aunt Ayu.


"No, Auntie, just tell me I'm not here!"


Arzu said in a loud voice, and it was heard all the way to the living room, where Azam was sitting restlessly waiting for the future wife.


Intan's house was very small, so it was certain that she heard a voice from Intan's room.


Without a second thought, Azam immediately followed to Intan's room.


"Arzu?" call Azam gently, but he is still standing in the doorway.


"What?" sahut Arzu very tightly.


"Your husband-to-be wants to talk" Azam said.