The 2nd Wedding
Chapter 30

Invitational guests are coming more and more. Their close family and neighbors Mama and Mama-in-law are also on the way.

"H congratulations Nan, finally you are also married to Refan even though it was delayed five years. Aunty did not expect you to be paired after bearing the status of widow and widower" said the next door neighbor of the Holy House.

Kinan just smiled hearing Aunt Riska's words. Neighbors who used to say Refan did not want to marry her because Kinan was ugly and not smart to preen.

Kinan's friends in one office looked at each other.

"That's donk, Refan is also an unsupervised quality of his Papa's trust. That's why his wife died, got karmic" said Aunt Riska.

"Astaghfirullah's.. Aunty someone's age has been applied by God and all that is the secret of God. It has nothing to do with karma or trust. Likewise with the soul mate, everything has been arranged by God. So please Auntie don't get involved" Kinan protested, she looked annoyed.

"Sorry Kinan is not what Auntie meant. Aunty just wanted to say that Refan was like licking his own spit. He did not want to marry you because he had a boyfriend and took care of his girlfriend but now his wife has died and he wants to marry you" continued Aunt Riska.

Ih Aunt Riska's mouth really want me to wash with soap. Like talking in front of a friend. They must have thought like that - like that. Inner Kinan.

"Tante is not good to talk about the dead. Aunty told a story about his father Mas Refan and then his wife Mas Refan. They've calmed down so we better not talk about them huh.. Eh Aunt seems to be looking for Mama" Kinan deliberately pointed at Mama.

Aunt Riska this must be secured immediately before talking where - where. The dangers.. Kinan's brain gave a sign, the alarm in his head had already sounded.

"Eh Auntie met your Mama and Mama Refan first yes" said Aunt Riska.

Aunt Riska then leaves Kinan and her friends. Kinan's office friends looked at each other, with question mark gazes.

"Nan, what did Aunt mean? You and Refan used to be married?" ask Kinan's friend.

Kinan took a deep breath.

"His father Mas Refan once told him before he died. He wants to see me and Mas Refan get married. But then me and Mas Refan had their own choices and we agreed to cancel the match. But as I said, the soul mate is in God's hands. It turned out that our soul mate was delayed, after we were the same - both bearing the status of Widow and our new Widow could get married finally" Kinan said.

Although there was something he had to cover but all with the goodness of his household with Refan.

"It turns out the world is narrow huh Nan. Hearing your story I got goosebumps. Can yes mate delayed" welcome friend Kinan.

Kinan replied with a smile.

"Eh Nan, it's afternoon. We say yes to go home. Once again may your marriage and husband barokah yes" said friends Kinan.

Kinan hugs his friends, after they leave Kinan to find Naila. It turned out that she was being carried by a mother - a mother who was the same age as her mother.

"Excuse me Auntie. can I carry Naila" Kina's heart.

The woman glanced at Kinan with a hostile look.

"Ma. sorry Aunt. This aunt is Renita's mother" said Kinan fear - fear.

"Yes, my arrival here wants to confirm and see who my daughter's surrogate is in this house. Cih. it turns out women like you are Refan married. So much for your beautiful and spoiled daughter. I heard many people were whispered - whispered that actually before Refan married Renita, you were betrothed by her Papa Refan. He gave the trust before marriage to have Refan marry you. Refan refused it. Yes, obviously he refused, my son is more beautiful than you" said the woman.

Athaghfirullah. Solving one problem comes a new problem. Why is this aunt unhappy with my whereabouts? I didn't ruin his son's household. And I didn't interfere with their lives either. I have my own life that is no less happy with them.

It feels like Kinan wants to get out of here and cry his ass off.

"Look yes, I don't agree that my daughter's death was said to be karma because you broke off from marrying Refan first. Refan loves my daughter so much, so he tries his hardest to fight his match with you. So don't make your marriage your revenge on my granddaughter. Little did I hear you hurt my granddaughter I will not hesitate to beat you up" the woman said.

"God Aunty, I never intended to take revenge on this little Aunt's grandson. I purely love him and have considered him as my own son" Kinan replied.

"Halaaaah is your reason. Tell me you were expecting Refan a long time ago. Don't don't you pray my daughter dies so that Refan will soon become a widower" Mama Renita recalls.

"Astaghfirullah Aunty.I never did what Aunty accused me of. I became pure Mas Refan because I love Niala. Not because of Mas Refan" Bela Kinan.

Kinan could no longer bear the tears that would fall on his cheeks. Kinan immediately went into the room and cried.

O Allah is cruel to the accusation of his former father-in-law Mas Refan. If he wants to ask for a share of time to nurture or want to meet with Naila his granddaughter, it can be discussed well - well. I also know that she's Omanya Naila. I'm not going to forbid them from meeting Naila. But why would he accuse me of praying for his son to die so soon.

While outside Refan is looking for Kinan's whereabouts because many guests want to say goodbye to them. Refan looking for Kinan to the rest of the house.

"Ma.. Mama see Kinan?" ask Refan to his mother-in-law.

"So Mama saw the last time Kinan was looking for Naila. Eh Naila again in the same car Omangya. Try asking Mama Renita maybe she knows" replied Mama Kinan.

Refan glanced at Mama Renita who was holding Naila. Then he approached her immediately.

"Ma, see Kinan?" ask Mama Renita for Refan.

"Run to the room out Mama spray. It's good that she forbids Mama to meet with Mama's granddaughter. Renita Mama's daughter is the only one. He died just leaving Naila. Naila is the last memory that Mama and Renita have" Mama Renita said with a sad face.

"What's? Kinan did that Ma? How dare he ban Mama like that? I'll make the calculations with him"...

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