MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER
SN 80'S
“Faisal, I know you are hurt by this news. But please do not hurt the other two hearts just to fulfill your wish. Zalfa and Arkhan are almost married, let them continue to get to the wedding. You will definitely find a good soul mate besides Zalfa.”
Faisal was silent. Momentary silence. Exchanging views with each other.
“Faisal, your presence in Zalfa and Arkhan's relationship will certainly create new problems. Ikhlaskan Zalfa's. Don't be the third among them. Truly, I really want you to marry Zalfa. But how else, Zalfa is getting married. What will you do when you meet Zalfa?”
“Pak, whatever the reason, I do not agree Faisal met a lowly woman who would give her body to another man,” interrupted Bu Fatima. “There are still many single women in this world who are much more moral than Zalfa.”
“I forbid Faisal to reconnect with Zalfa not because he considers Zalfa as you accuse him, but because I do not want Faisal to damage Zalfa and Arkhan's relationship. That was a mistake. If God wanted to make Faisal Zalfa's soul mate, God would have united them in His own way. It's about morals. If Faisal was the cause of Zalfa and Arkhan's failed marriage, where was his morality? Where's conscience? The road is the best way. It is precisely from this sincerity that Allah will help and open the best way for Faisal.”
“Intinya, Faisal should know, that his future wife has slept with another man.”
“Do not mention the problem, Bu.”
The debate between Ms. Fatima and Mr. Ibrahim came to a standstill when they turned their heads and Faisal was no longer among them.
***
Arkhan had been sitting in front of the ruler wearing a black suit, a peci, and a matching tie, on the white floor of the mosque near Zalfa's house.
The entire audience surrounding Arkhan began to look uneasy as it had been an hour since the appointed time but Zalfa had yet to appear.
Arkhan's mind started to get uncomfortable, his teeth twitching furiously. His forehead frowned receiving the gazes of the audience that seemed to judge his pity. How not, his marriage contract like constrained by the absence of a future wife, making himself look miserable. Arkhan was really upset by the situation he was in.
Zalfa where are you?
“How Mas Arkhan, is it still waiting? The problem is, I still have another event that also must be resolved immediately after this,” said penghulu began to fidget while occasionally glancing at the big clock in his hand. Not only was the watch big, the stone-eyed ring on his finger was also huge.
“I'll ask for a minute. Ten minutes. If my future wife is not also present, you can leave,” Arkhan said holding back the frustration inside her.
Penghulu nodded.
The rumors of the audience began to sound and increasingly made Arkhan fed up. Arkhan wanted to tear apart the table before him to vent emotions. But considering that it was a sacred day for him, which would free him from the threat of someone knowing the details of his life, he was forced to endure the emotions raging in his chest. It's been so hot it's filled his chest. Marrying Zalfa was the only reason for her to escape the threat. That'sthat's all. But now the woman was playing with him.
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