MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER
SN 81'S
As the inner Arkhan was flooded with a sprinkling of swear words over Zalfa's absence, a girl figure emerged from the direction of the door, inviting everyone's attention. A glance was fixed towards the white girl, a white headscarf whose tip was rolled up to the heel. She looks very beautiful and charming, none other than Zalfa.
Arkhan, who had arranged the swear words for Zalfa, suddenly the line of words vanished when his eyes found the beautiful face of Zalfa. The perfect sculpture of the beauty of the face shows how powerful God is in creating His being.
Zalfa walked over somewhat awkwardly receiving a pair of eyes glare at him. She is very pretty wearing a long white kebaya that can sweep the floor when she walks. Zalfa's heart still beats erratically. Is it the choice he made? Why is this so hard? Why is he still upset?
Atifa immediately stood up to welcome the arrival of Zalfa. He touched Zalfa's arm, guiding his sister-in-law to walk into the middle of the room while whispering, “Where are you, Zalfa? Suddenly I said and now late. Everyone has been waiting for it. Yes already, now complete your task!”
Zalfa sat down on Arkhan's side. At least he did not turn his head towards the man, he realized he had made a mistake and he did not want to look at the sharp eyes of Arkhan who was ready to judge him.
Penghulu smiled with relief at the arrival of the bride. Marriage begins with reading basmallah. Arkhan performed his duties as a bridegroom perfectly. He answered the qobul well, reciting the dowry in the form of verses that the bride asks well, also calmly and confidently.
The show ends and closes with hamdallah. While the crowd stood ready to leave the floor of the mosque, Zalfa and Arkhan looked at each other, still sitting in the same place as they held the ijab qobul.
“What makes you late?” arkhan asked furiously.
Zalfa spread a glance around, afraid that Althf's voice might be heard by someone else.
“We go home. We'll talk about this later.” Zalfa stood up and walked towards the outside of the mosque.
Upset by Zalfa's attitude, Arkhan follows the girl.
Arkhan grabbed Zalfa's arm when they reached the mosque's parking lot.
Zalfa stared at his arm that was in Arkhan's grasp. “Can you talk to me without having to pull my hand?”
Arkhan took off his handrails on Zalfa's arm. “Jawab my question, where do you go until late? Even Ismail and your brother-in-law don't know where you are. Itis funny. You almost humiliated me, ten minutes you haven't shown up yet, I already intend to cancel this marriage. If only it had happened, you would have known the consequences.”
“You threatened me?” Zalfa looked at the annoyance on Arkhan's face.
“Yes.I did not benefit from this marriage at all.You are the one who benefited from this marriage, but it is you who like to abuse it. Now answer me, where did you go until you were late?”
Zalfa was stifled and could not answer. Does he have to lie?
“Jawab!” gertak Arkhan made the view of the people who passed out of the mosque aimed at Arkhan and Zalfa.
Zalfa smiled as if he was acting to make the views of the people who were looking into him become positive. He touched Arkhan's arm full of affection and said, “It looks like you're thirsty and need some drinking water. How about you drink first?”
Arkhan understood Zalfa's pretense of being friendly to cover things up in people's eyes, but he didn't care about it.
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