The One More Chance
Marriages

"Do we want a divorce?"

Aslan, Gea and Javir's intentions will shock Regan who is standing against the wall like eavesdropping behind the dining room wall with two other people.

"Repeat one time I'll really grant it."

All flinched, Regan stood up straight staring at Zahra and Abra with her cold gaze.

Zahra's father and mother looked at them anxiously, while Gea's eyes began to tear up in tears making Javir stroke the top of his head.

Aslan patted Regan's shoulder soothingly making Regan turn to him. Aslan looked at Father and Mother Zahra asking indirectly who they were.

Instead of answering the question he caught from Aslan's eyes, Regan smiled broadly, pulled Zahra's father's hand and led him to step over to Zahra and Abra who were still silent.

"Where are we going to do it?" regan asked as he stood in the middle of them with Zahra's father.

Zahra glanced at her father in fear, Abra lowered her head sighing in resignation before looking at Regan for an explanation.

"The guardian is there" Regan stood behind Zahra's father's body touching both shoulders. "Two male witnesses are also present" this time Regan pointed towards the entrance of the dining room. "Sister Jav As you guys mean it, right?" shout Regan.

The excitement happened instantly, even Mother Zahra and Gea laughed at Regan's screams just now.

"Well, are we crazy mindless people?" Aslan's voice grew irritated at Regan's question.

Regan looked at Zahra with sparkling eyes. "They mean Bun" said Regan telling and yelling back at Javir and Aslan "Udah baligh right?."

"Udah has a ID card" this time Javir replied before Aslan scolded Regan.

Regan stood in the middle of Zahra and Abra, touching Zahra's hand and holding it gently.

"Requipped requirements Bun. Two brides, the guardian of the bride, two intelligent witnesses and the puberty is over." Regan says it with an engraved smile on her lips.

The smile that Regan showed seemed to hypnotize Zahra so that she smiled broadly at Regan's face.

"Don't forget" Abra's heavy voice made Regan turn her head. "In marriage there is no coercion from any party."

Regan's face turned coldly staring at Abra. "Nobody's forced, you're just too proud to say let's get married, and we're dizzy at the end of it."

The two faces that were almost similar to a betel in half were looking at each other sharply with a flat face showing their firmness and toughness.

"Isn't your mother in love with someone?" asked Abra in a cold tone.

Regan nodded in favor of "Yupz."

Abra's hands clenched to hear him, last night he was already confident that Zahra was falling in love with him again, but just then he asked Regan, who was, the boy said Yes fell in love with someone making Abra seem to crash from a height.

And that's one of the reasons she wanted to linger with Zahra to find out who it was that Regan meant. Abra wanted to get angry and asked Zahra directly but she chose to keep quiet trying to calm down.

But in the end, the word divorce that Zahra threw successfully provoked emotions that he had been craving since, although as much as possible he could still endure.

"Said Mila once Mother fell in love with someone, I do not understand what love is and how, the important thing is that you are both still affectionate, caring and caring are already married."

Abra's brain rotated instantly, even frowning until it digested every word Regan said.

Don't tell me how stupid Abra is, but blame Regan's innocence for making her dizzy.

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Somehow Gea and Javir gathered their closest people, cakes and everything in less than three hours.

After Abra again said ijab qobul there are several online ojek that continue to arrive carrying all kinds of food, cakes and even everything to fill the living room table dining table and family room temsofa table.

In order to avoid Abra, Zahra said to his room to pray first.

In front of the sink Zahra stared at his fingers, still feeling the cold hands Abra when they first came back into contact, when Zahra was forced to shake hands after Abra said the ijab qobul.

Zahra stared at the reflection of her face in the mirror as she slowly touched her forehead, her chest pounding back in memory of Abra kissing her forehead and a drop of Abra's tears dripping against her.

Buk....

The sound of the door slamming made Zahra come out of the bathroom.

"Sam open, do you want me to kill?. Sam!"

Abra stood behind him banging on the door of Zahra's locked room from the outside.

Zahra silently looked at Abra as if glued to his place because of nervousness, he seemed unable to move his body as precisely as he stood.

Upset, Abra kicked at the room door ruffling her hair, turned around and silently looked at Zahra who was standing staring at her. The pitch-black hair that was almost knee-length decomposed beautifully made Abra subconsciously move her legs closer.

They stood so close, looking at each other as if exploring the feelings of each other. Abra's hand touched the top of Zahra's head and stroked Zahra's hair with teary eyes.

"What I wanted to do when we first saw you" Abra said with a big smile. "Ara's hair" was so fast and soulful.

Zahra smiled awkwardly, Abra's habit was always to stroke and smell her hair, even Abra also bought a variety of hair care for Zahra.

"I've guessed your hair must be long, and it turns out to be true."

Zahra raised her head to return Abra's eyes. "But not maintained" said Zahra hoarse and soft.

"But keep it soft as it used to be."

"If Ar wasn't like you who would nag if I had a haircut, I'd cut him to shoulder."

Abra raised both eyebrows.

"Long hair ribet, you men do not know how sultry, already combed and anxious. Moreover, just ngabis-ngabisin a lot of shampoo, long hair is prone to romtok."

Abra smiled more and more. "Everything doesn't like long hair, tomboyish base." Abra pulled Zahra in his arms and immersed Abra's face in Zahra's dense hair, breathing deeply in the fragrance of Zahra's hair. "The wind is different, but I like Ara."

Zahra returned Abra's embrace, she felt Abra's heartbeat tighten her embrace even more.

"I miss this Ara" exclaimed Abra softly but full of feelings. "Hugging you tight, drowning in your hair, feeling our heart beating again, I miss Ara. Sorry to disappoint you, and thank you so much for forgiving me and coming back to accept me in your life. I love you Ara, very. Don't leave again, I promise I won't let you down again."

Zahta could only smile and nod her head unable to make a sound.

"I'm sure I'll go crazy if you go again, no one can be like you not even Reganpun." Abra started to grumble. "He messed up, he played me, he fooled me. Last night she said you were in love, I was happy Ara." Abra stretched their arms. "But he said you were in love with someone. I was almost crazy, crying about even killing that someone. And he just plainly said that, Mila said, and he didn't understand what it was and how. I want to shout Ara, I .. O God ...."

Abra re-embraced Zahra's body in his arms, Zahra could only laugh a little at Abra's grievances.

"Thank you for marrying me."

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