The Hijra Bunga Desa
Homehouse

Simba who continued to stare at Rose was shocked when the Bus suddenly stopped suddenly.

"Revelation!" pekik Simba held Rose's head from hitting the bench in front of him with his right palm. While his left hand was embracing his shoulder, Making the Rose swerve toward Simba.

Realizing this, Simba withdrew his hand.

"Pardon me..."

The rose just kept quiet and returned to its position. After a few minutes he revealed what was in his heart without looking at Simba.

"Listen, I'm coming with you not because I want to marry you, but because of the rules at PT that require me to remove my hijab."

"Then?" answer Simba casually. Even he continued to smile looking at the Rose by leaning his body and leaning his head on the front bench of the Rose. It made the Rose nervous and continued to turn her eyes out the window.

"Please don't look at me like that."

"Are you afraid of falling in love with me?" simba asked him more and more.

"No!"

"If not, then look at me for a moment."

"I will not do it because as I have learned, Both men and women should hold their eyes."

Hearing that Simba took a deep breath and sat back on his stool. He smiled and returned to glancing at the Rose without any offense or feeling preached by the Rose. Instead he was increasingly convinced that the Rose was the right wife candidate for himself and also a good mother for his children later.

The night was getting late, Susana in the Bus was quiet because all the passengers were asleep, as well as the Rose. But the bone-chilling cold made Rose shiver with cold. Sayup-sayup Simba who heard the moans of the Roses woke up and woke the Roses.

"Let's... Ana..."

"Well!"

"You're cold, put on my jacket."

The rose was silent as if thinking.

"I could've just put my jacket on you without waking you up, but I don't want you to misunderstand me and consider me rude to you."

Because of the extreme cold, the rose nodded its head.

Simba who got the approval of the Rose smiled widely and immediately wanted to put it on. But the Rose immediately withstood it and asked to wear it herself.

"Sorry" said Simba scratching his head.

Behind her veil, Rose held back her smile and shook her head very slowly.

•••

Early in the day they finally arrived at Simba's house by being picked up by a private driver who had been in contact before they reached the terminal.

Like Simba, Roses were treated with respect by the driver who let Roses down by opening the door for him.

Once down from the car, Rose was amazed to see the big house like a palace which is dominated by modern European-style white. Bigger than his employer's house when he worked in Singapore.

"Yes..."

"Well!" Roses snapped from his daydream as Simba smilingly called out his name.

"Let's go in."

"Wait-wait..."

"Why am I here, what will I do?" ask the rose which became tense.

"Don't I tell you, you're going to be my wife so there's no need to think about what you're going to do."

"Simb... Marriage isn't a game, there's a lot of things you have to think about and consider about me, you've never seen my face, either, what if it turns out that behind my veil I'm flawed and not as pretty, Will you not regret it later?"

Simba just smiled shaking his head. Then bring him back in. Without touching the skin of the Rose's hand directly, Simba grasped the Rose's wrist and pulled it. The rose that was so shocked by the action could only follow Simba while continuing to look at his hand.

As soon as the door came, the two maids had welcomed their arrival in a friendly manner.

"Welcome to Den Simba."

"Thank you Bi, Oh yes she is Ana, my special guest so you must serve her very well. Make him as comfortable as possible so he no longer thinks of leaving this house."

"Ready Den..."

"It looks like my Mom and Dad haven't woken up yet, you're resting."

"Auntie... Take Ana to the guest room, bring her a bag."

"Ready Den, Let's Non..."

The rose simply nodded obediently and followed the waiter taking him inside the elevator.

Exit the Rose elevator ceaselessly staring at the amazement of the entire corner of the house that might make him lost because of the many hallways to many rooms.

"Non Ana knows where Den Zaidan is?" the question made the Rose flinch from his mind.

"Well!"

"Where do you know Den Zaidan?"

"Who's Zaidan?" ask the confused rose. Making the servant that could be called Aunt smile.

"Now know yah?" Aunt smiled again, making the Rose blush in shame.

"Zaidan Faaiq Shaikh, the handsome man who brought you here." - God.

"I mean Simba?"

"Yes... He just wants to be called Simba. Only the closest parents and siblings dared to call Zaidan without a care even though Den Zaidan forbade him." Bibi said.

Hearing that the rose just smiled.

"I don't know if Den Zaidan can like a girl like you."

"What's Auntie like?"

"Yes like this Non Ana, Den Zaidan is a street child who likes to go out at night not to expect to like a veiled girl like Non Ana."

"Did Simba ever bring a girl home?"

"Never, this is the first time Den Zaidan has brought a girl home."

"Auntie... Did Auntie start gossiping about me?" Roses and Aunt looked back at Simba who was already standing not far from them.

Seriate...