Muslims Are Strong for the Mafia
3: Backward

A strong wind suddenly blew, making the hotel room door to the balcony Azzura's parents stayed and initially opened perfectly, until it closed with a slam.

Arum's mother who was wearing long-sleeved pajamas in yellow immediately gasped. He who no longer covers his head using a headscarf, reflexively dropped a glass filled with water and has been stuck to his lips. That instant also his gaze circled, holding back a lot of worry in the middle of his heart that was already instantly pounding. But of all things, the only one who directly controlled his mind was Azzura. The reason that also makes him even step on the broken glass when the husband reprimands. The reprimand that her husband made her too surprised, in addition to Arum's mother who also forgot, there was a broken glass on her right foot.

“S-love your feet ...” Mr. Kalandra immediately ran to the wife so panicked.

On the right palm of Arum's mother, the broken glass still stuck, but the woman did not care. Arum's mother was busy trying to call Azzura.

“Pah, here's how Azzura didn't pick up his phone!” Arum's mother was very worried and to the point of binding*git strong lower lip.

“The right leg of Mamah is injured, Mah. Relax, sit down and let Papah take care of it! That's also the lips don't get hurt later too!” reprimand Pak Kalandra who had reached the squat led Arum's mother to sit on the edge of their bed.

“But Mbak Azzura didn't pick up Mamah's phone either, Pah.”

“Mamah .. Our daughter just got married. And this was his first night. It's natural that her husband made her Mbak Azzura just focus on their relationship.” Mr. Kalandra is still trying to convince and just managed to make the wife sit down.

Arum's mother was busy shaking her head, dismissing the assumption of Mr. Kalandra. He was too sure, something was wrong until he was so worried. He was so close to his children that his heart could not be divided. “Age of age, Ma'am Azzura never did that, Pah. Early in the day he keeps us informed, as busy as anything. The rain outside is also terrible. Why sudden wind rain is the same as lightning!”

Arum's mother was completely muddled amidst her busy tears. It was not the wounds on her legs that caused her to feel pain, but her concern for the princess grew even more unstoppable. “Try mas Aidan make a check to home Cikho ...”

Meanwhile, in a different place. In front of Cikho, Azzura was lamenting the screen of his cellphone that was lit by the incoming phone from the mama and repeatedly he ignored. “Sorry, Mah. I'm really sorry. I'm sorry that I've upset even our families. However, if I had known from you, it would have been better this marriage never happened!” inner Azzura.

Of all that Azzura felt, it was indeed the feelings of his parents that he was most worried about. During this time, he and his brother always tried to keep the feelings of his parents. They have always been filial children who as much as possible uphold the degree of parents.

“And from the beginning you were honest, Mas. This is definitely not going to happen. Surely our family, especially my parents, will not be very disappointed. Because if you're honest from the beginning, I'll understand too. I understand without having to explain because Mas knows what I am!” the stern Azzura coldly coincided with Cikho who held him very tightly.

“Because I understand what you are like, .. I'm forced to do this. I don't want to lose you, no matter what happens because I love you so much. I really love you, Ra! Swear!” sure Cikho who until tightly framed Azzura's face using both hands. He stared intently at Azzura's eyes, still trying to convince him.

“What I do is allowed by our religion. Because even from the beginning, Rere's side agreed that I would marry you if I married Rere who was pregnant with my son!”

“Don't equate me and Rere's side because we're obviously different!” sergeant Azzura lirih.

“I can't possibly divorce Rere because she's pregnant with my son, Ra!” firmly Cikho with a tone of voice that became rising.

“I will never ask for it because I'm the one who will back down! Even I have already confirmed, if Mas was honest from the beginning, I will understand much more about your situation. As for polygamy and our religion, I told Mas from the beginning. I will never live it because in this world no one can ever be truly fair, or just feel fair. Because let alone to others including that wife, to ourselves alone, we can not be fair!” Azzura spoke softly at once quickly. Throughout as well, Cikho who was looking at him was full of seriousness, busy shaking his head. Cikho was clearly unable to accept Azzura's decision.

“Now too, finish our relationship in front of our parents. Not a talaq, but A WEDDING CANCELLATION!” continued Azzura.

That instant also Rere sighed deeply along with a smile that instantly rose from both corners of his lips. A smile of relief that was also seen waving victory.

Else with Rere, what Azzura was complaining about actually made Cikho's tears even more busy. Shaking firmly, the man tightly hugged Azzura using both of his hands.

“From now on, please keep your distance, Mas. Because I'm not a gam*pa*ngan woman who would let my body be touched by the opposite sex who isn't my mahram. No matter how close our relationship, even though our parents are like family. Especially now that Mas has become the husband of people and soon, Mas will become a father! While regarding our marriage, ... until whenever our marriage never existed because Mas did it with lies!” Azzura.

In front of them, Rere felt very insinuated by the rejection that Azzura did and it discussed ‘women gam*pa*ngan’.

“I will never let you go!” sure Cikho.

“If that's the case, Mas just the same don't appreciate me and I don't hesitate to sue Mas. Because instead of sticking with Mas who obviously never appreciated me, my family's feelings and good name are much more important!” reply Azzura.

Cikho gradually ended his approach, but he did not release Azzura just like that. Both of his hands held Azzura's arms together, though quickly, Azzura retreated and made the prisoner that Cikho was doing end. Yes, ended. Such was the fate of their relationship and it was really already in sight.

“Give me a chance, ... once only!” lirih Cikho, really begging. But because Azzura instead brushed off his gaze and turned his face, he willingly knelt down to beg for a chance to the woman he loved the most.

Amidst her still tears, Azzura glanced at Cikho. “Urus your wife and household only. You guys have this art. You guys have come this far. Thank you so much for the wounds so planned, but sorry .. I am too precious for you to hurt and I deserve to be happy without you!”

What Azzura immediately replied to Cikho was the readiness of the man to finish their relationship. However, Cikho continued to be silent and clearly could not answer.

“Log into your room. We discuss this tomorrow,” said Cikho even though he was still down.

“I don't want to let alone this is not my place!” resolute Azzura who was silently staring at the screen of his phone. There, a phone call with a contact named Mas Aidan is still ongoing. The connection that went on since he ignored every call from Arum's mother.

“Azzura is really stubborn. It was very dangerous if he opened his mouth before Cikho did it. It could be that instead of being married officially, there I was even divorced!” inner Rere was really panicking. “I really have to do something. Maybe sort of hire a hit man to finish him off so my relationship with Cikho, safe!” his mind again settled with his decision.