
"So!" reject Drabia ferociously." go home there!" shaking his hand drove Ansel away.
Ansel smiled, looking at the expression on Drabia's face that was red in shame. She knew the beautiful girl was ashamed to say, yes.
"Dad, tomorrow I will bring Mama here" Ansel said before leaving the house.
"All right!" Mr. Ilham took a deep breath and took it out violently, making his chest feel relieved. Finally, her daughter's home was saved.
"Then I go home Dad. Assalamu alaikum" said Ansel into the hand of Mr. Ilham.
"Greetings Walaikum" replied Mr. Ilham and Drabia simultaneously.
Before moving his legs, Ansel blinked one eye at Drabia with a smile.
Drabia twisting eyeballs.
"Ngapain blink of an eye?" cetus Pak Ilham patted Ansel's shoulder.
Ansel did not answer, choosing to step down the stairs with a sparkling face. Tomorrow he will bring his mother to refer to Drabia.
After the death of Ansel and his father, Drabia also closed the door of his room with uncertain feelings. Will they really rejoice?. Why is Ansel nice to her after giving her the pain?.
'O Allah, may this be the right decision and the one that You wish O Allah' in Drabia. His feet go up on the bed to rest. Drabia laid her body with a smiling face. Finally his love was returned too.
Ansel who was already in his car, drove his vehicle whistling merrily with joy.
But the joyous face faded as he parked his car in his yard, watching Hafshah's vehicle parked in the yard.
It turns out the problem is not finished with Hafshah. Ansel nodded and got out of his car. Arriving inside the house, Hafshah was seen crying in the arms of Nimas' mother.
"I'm ashamed Auntie if our wedding plans are canceled" sobs the girl.
"I'm sorry" sambar Ansel arrived.
Hafsaha and Mother Nimas reflexively directed their gaze towards the door. Ansel took his foot toward the sofa, and sat down on one of the empty sofas.
"I'm sorry, I can no longer continue our relationship" Ansel said again bowing his head feeling guilty for playing with Hafshah's feelings.
"Mama reminded you before. To not be in a relationship with any woman while you are Drabia's husband. Look son, after you hurt Drabia. Now you are hurting Hafshah" said Ms. Nimas. When Ansel will ask permission to ta aruf with Hafshah. Nimas' mother advised her son not to start a relationship with a lie. But seeing Ansel pleading until crying, Nimas' mother who could not bear, was forced to give her son's blessing.
"It turns out that Bang Ansel did not love me all this time" said Hafshah in his tears.
Ansel just kept his head down. It may be true that Hafshah said, he did not love the girl. Maybe Ansel just admired him, and was too obsessed with having a good wife.
"I don't want our wedding plans cancelled. I don't want to be a second wife. I myself will ask permission from Ms. Drabia" cried Hafshah again.All friends, neighbors of his house already know their engagement, even their wedding plans that have been prepared. Just determine the day and date.
Ansel reflexes looked up towards Hafshah. How could Hafshah ask Drabia for permission to use polygamy. While Ansel has not been able to refer to Drabia. Can Drabia will be completely separated from his grasp.
"Sorry Hafshah, I can't afford polygamy. And I don't think Drabia would want to" Ansel said.
"I don't want to know, I don't want to be ashamed. Our marriage must continue. You promised not just me, my family!" hafshah shouted suddenly standing from the arms of Nimas' mother. Makes Nimas and Ansel's mother jump in shock.
"I will continue to prepare for our marriage until it is over. I don't want to know, you have to come on the day I decide. If not..." Hafshah hardened his jaw and stared intently at Ansel.
Ansel and Ibu Nimas both froze in their seats. They do not believe, who just spoke rudely was Hafshah, the girl who always softly spoke.
All the fault of Ansel who was selfish and rash in acting. What should Ansel do now?.
'Yeah...!' Ansel screamed inwardly as he rubbed his face roughly with both palms.
"Mama can't help you anything" said Ms. Nimas then moved from her seat.
"Ma!" call Ansel
Nimas' mother immediately stopped her steps, turning her head towards the other child.
"Tomorrow I will refer to Drabia.He has agreed Ma" said Ansel.
"Good then. But Mama doesn't want to interfere with your problems anymore. What's more when you can't solve your problems with Hafshah" said Ibu Nimas." If you can Mama Saranin, you better solve your problem first with Hafshah, then you refer to Drabia" said Ibu Nimas again and continued his steps into his room.
Ansel, who was in his mother's residence, was again silent. He already said tomorrow will come referring to Drabia. How could he have to delay it again. Can Mr. Ilham and Drabia consider it playing. They won't trust him anymore.
Huh!
Ansel exhaled violently, then stood up from his seat to enter the room to rest.
**
Ting nung's!
Drabia who was cooking in the kitchen frowned at the morning when someone pressed the doorbell of their house.
'What is Ansel?' Drabia commented on her smile, morning Ansel had come to visit her.
"Bi, please take care of my cooking" said Drabia rushed to leave the kitchen to welcome Ansel who came in the morning. Getting love from Ansel really makes Drabia's heart happy. The love that he had long desired, he finally got too.
The aunt who was told to obey only. It was supposed to be his job to cook, but his master wanted to cook for his father himself.
Drabia who opened the door for the guests who came, fell silent. The guess is wrong, not Ansel and Nimas who came. Except Irham. Why did the man come to his house in the morning?.
"Sir Irham" Drabia commented on her smile, though it looked sour.
"Assalamu aleikum" said Irham.
"Walaikum salam" Drabia replied." Please come in sir." Drabia got away from the doorway, giving her guests a way to enter.
"Thank you" said Irham as he walked in.
"What's the morning, sir, coming?." Of course Drabia was astonished by the man, visiting early in the morning.
"Are you going to talk to Ansel?" ask Irham straight to the point. Indeed his intention was to come to the Drabia parents' house to make sure of that.
Drabia sharpened his gaze to Irham's face. What did Irham mean to ask him?.
*Connected.