MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER
SN 56'S
Zalfa immediately looked up and looked at Arkhan's cold face, the face looking increasingly frosty. Zalfa was not surprised by the expression of her future husband, indeed from the beginning Arkhan was the coldest man she knew.
“My marriage with Faisal is off because of you. You ruined my dream of building a household with her. And now you're asking me to take this ring off?” Zalfa's face stiffened slightly.
“You canceled marrying him not because of me, but because your future husband died,” Arkhan said with a cruel look. “Detach that ring!”
“Now!”
“You turned down my ring because the man's ring is still on your fingers, right? Release now!” arkhan's bluff with a raised voice became the center of attention of several people at the table around. “I least like to be rejected.”
Zalfa's heart was beating loudly hearing Arkhan's clasping. The man looked even more sinister as his emotions rose. When his position was not angry, he looked very violent. What else in this angry moment, you can imagine how cruel.
With a slight feeling of fear, Zalfa was forced to remove the ring on his ring finger.
“Good. Smart girl!” Arkhan snatched the ring from Zalfa's grasp and directly pocketed it into his shirt pocket. Arkhan's hand movements were so fast that Zalfa did not have time to twitch.
“What the fuck? Return it to me!”
“It is not important that you wear a ring from me or not, but obviously there is no other ring that inhabits your finger. Again, I hate being rejected.”
Zalfa let out a long breath. A goiter once in his mind. But what can he do now? He was helpless and could only give up. If he forced to reclaim the ring, he and Arkhan would be the focus of the entire restaurant.
Zalfa looked at the watch in hand, then said, “I have many other jobs that are much more useful than this. If you still have something to say, then say it. Or is there another activity that we need to complete?”
“Sure.” Arkhan pulled out his coffee glass and gulped it down. He calmly said, “You want your future husband to be a Muslim, right? Then find me with a cleric and let me say shahadah.”
“You heard me, right?” Arkhan breaks Zalfa's daydream.
“M.. I yes, I heard. Then let me contact a cleric to set the time.” Zalfa took her phone from the bag she had placed on the table. Then call Ustad Dahlan. He talked about Altahf and Ustad Dahlan agreed to meet with Arkhan. Zalfa put down the phone after her conversation with ustad Dahlan was over.
“This coincidence is Friday’at. After finishing praying jum’at, you can meet ustad Dahlan at the mosque Al Muhajirin.”
“I? Not me, but us. You should also drop me off.”
Zalfa thought for a while, then he said, “Alright. No problem for me.”
“Then we have a lot of time here while waiting for prayer jum’at finished.”
“I have to go to the cafe now. I have a lot of business to do. We'll see you later.” Zalfa stood up.
“Pick you up at the cafe. Just wait there!”
Zalfa's steps stopped and he turned. “I can go alone. We use each other's vehicles.” Zalfa immediately stepped away after saying that sentence.
“Basic stubbornness!” lirih Arkhan with a sharp highlight.
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