MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER
SN 67'S
Zalfa sat in front of the mirror, staring at his face. Kebaya white color complete with the hijab is already lying on the mattress. In a few hours the ijab qobul event will be held soon. It's her wedding day. But I think he's still not sure. The more he went, the more his heart grew. Unable to leave Faisal.
Zalfa permeated his feelings, trying to find an answer whether the move he chose was right?
“Zalfa!” Atifa opened the door, her head poking in.
Zalfa looked over and smiled.
“Masyaa Allah, you are so beautiful!” Atifa entered the room and approached Zalfa. He stood behind Zalfa and held Zalfa's shoulders while looking at Zalfa's face in the mirror.
“Finally you merid too,” Atifa said with a bright face. Atifa was then busy packing her makeup kit, before long she looked at Zalfa and her forehead frowned. “Zalfa, why are you? You are hesitant?”
“Iya, Ma'am. I doubt, is this correct?”
“Still thinking of Faisal?”
“Yes, Ma'am. I thought Faisal.”
“Udah, dong. It's wedding day still thinking of other guys. Arkhan. He's your future husband now.”
“I love Faisal,” Zalfa said again.
“I understand, Zalfa,” sahut Atifa while hugging her sister-in-law. “Ngerti. I also definitely will not be able to eat Faisal if you are. The handsome faisal is so awesome, perfect again, how can it be that easy to forget? But you have a replacement, Arkhan. Same handsome, kok.”
“This is not a matter of handsome or physical perfection or about stamp duty. It's feeling. The more I come here, the more I realize that I do not have to leave Faisal.”
“I'm confused, Ma'am.”
“Yeah Zalfa, but it's H day. Everyone is waiting. You can't cancel this.”
Zalfa looked at Atifa worriedly.
“I know Faisal means a lot in your life, Zalfa. I also love Faisal, just like you,” Ismail said. “Udah long ago I wanted him to be your husband and take care of you until the end of his life, but everything has already happened. And you also made this decision.” Atifa grabbed his sister-in-law's shoulder. He looked at the face reflected in the mirror. That face looks so pretty in makeup. “Follow your heart. Oya, Ma'am want to say something. Not the intention of Mbak want to shake your stance, but this is just a little input.”
Zalfa turned and smiled faintly. “Which name input must be good, right? What do you want to say?”
“You sure you want to marry Arkhan even though you don't know him yet? What is his heart, what is his character, what is his life? You just knew him, Zalfa. Although Mbak wishes he married you for one reason, but Mbak sanctions whether he is a fine man or not.” This time Atifa looked at Zalfa full of hope.
“God willing, my decision will be good. All the decisions I make always start with prayer and prayer.”
Atifa smiled. Zalfa's firmness is so strong and not easy to break down. Atifa opened the jar on the table then snatched away its contents and chewed it greedily. Yes, that is, the contents in the jar provided by Zalfa were always devoured by his brother-in-law. And Zalfa's job is to fill it back with new food after it's finished.
“Alright, get married. Ma'am supports you. I am sure you will get happiness. How are Arkhan's parents? No problem, right?” ask Atifa.
“No problem,” replied Zalfa as he continued walking through the front room.
TB