The Tarnished Holy
Lamar he made Fikhar!

He walks, while his mind is spinning .Put as much detail as possible the words I said to his two parents.One breath out of his mouth, trying to expel the glittering nervousness present into the heart .Then her steps came to a halt, she froze unprepared as soon as her arrival was greeted with casual chats of her family .

"Mbak far away you know Fikh from Jogja to meet the family, you even run around !"Just so you know, the man left the big house Friday night right along with the brother came, and he just returned Saturday night .He had stopped by the apartment, his mind was about to rest for a while but then decided to go home to his parents once the effort to rest his body failed.

"Fikhar in the apartment, again lazy everywhere !" His answer is lying, considering he does not want to give an explanation when later asked the reason. "You even live in the apartment of the mother, this house is big .Kasian mami is just as papi there is no cement!"lamented the brother with his face still in the bend , he was upset ..Of course, when usually Fikhar choose to tell a story now impressed was avoiding him.

Fikhar seemed to cradle something before he finally stepped, then sat with his hands clenched next to his brother .Said the brother was like the wind then, he did not intend to respond because he was too busy arranging his heart and mind.

everyone looked at him curiously considering how obvious anxiety seemed to dominate his handsome face."You why the Fikh, is there a problem ? this again, how many months has shaving been absent ?"Vena asked as she ruffled her sister's hair fur grumpily."Mas ,ajakin he went to the salon tomorrow gih.Mana bachelors, later no one wants dean!"Add it with a joking tone.

Although people looked so relaxed but no doubt, the man's body still looked tense .He was like to say something but hesitated.And the doubt was read by the person who had given birth to him and loved him wholeheartedly. "Fikhar, what is it ?"This time Mami Lena asked with a suspicious look, followed by her husband and daughter-in-law.They seemed ready with what words will soon enter into their hearing.

"Look, there's actually something Fikhar wants to say !"Fikhar said hesitantly, he did not know where to start, considering the words he had designed in such a way were suddenly lost.While Vena smiled witfully,pay attention to his younger brother who according to him looks very adorable.

"Hmm.keep !" Answer Mami Lena while reaching for the phone and then play her.Hal it, of course, makes Fikhar more dizzy because he feels uncomfortable.

"Actually gini mam, emhh.I mean, Fikhar actually currently has liked a woman !"With the sound of his thud Fikhar expressed his intention, while staring at his mami and papi alternately .."Papi sama mami want not , ask for help lamarin him make Fikhar .Fikhar shame!"Add it with the twinkle of great hope.

Haha..

Vena was uprooted to hear the narration of the younger brother that to him felt funny, plus his behavior that he thought was out of habit Fikhar it sounded so laughable .

"Liet Fikhar ..relax!" Canda Vena prank while patting his sister's shoulder.But , Fikhar doesn't care .He still seemed focused while remembering the words he had planned before.

"The son of a handsome mommy, always well established.After a while also want to be the president director.Indeed, which woman is the one who can reject the child mami !"Said his mother while reviewing a smile, trying to create comfort in his son.He put the phone that had been in his grasp and then looked at Fikhar with a serious look.

"But now Fikhar is not confident, mam.Fikhar doubts he will accept Fikhar with open arms!" He was tired with a lethargic face. The man looked back at his mami papi alternately with a look for help.

"Indeed..Which girl has made my child in a dilemma ? like her mommy needs to explain who this mama's son is to her !" His question then with a curious voice.While the others from earlier seemed cool to listen to the conversation.

"Just tell Fikhar, which girl do you want to apply for ?Let Papi talk to his parents later! "This time Mr. Roman responded .While Fikhar looked doubtful, he noticed his family members one by one.

Vena seemed to throw a sigh of relief, he thought he did not in vain tell about Fikhar before his , roasted potato chips then devoured them casually.He looked unconcerned , considering Fikhar had told him everything.

Ukhuk.ukhuk.., viv.ukhuk..

Vein chokes, while her husband shakes .Pouring water until splattered.

Glucose.gluc.. The sound of water passing through Vein's esophagus rang out, breaking the silence that had been created. They were surprised, of course, considering that the man had never offended Nafisah.

ukhuk..

Although already drinking water but no doubt, Vena's throat still feels pain due to something that suddenly entered trying to close his airway.

"Slow down, baby !"Randi commemorates, while stroking his wife's shoulder .He knew that Vena was in shock just like those who heard her sister's words just now.

"You mean what Fikhar? Since when do you like Ustadzah Nafis?" Vein demanded with a gaze asking for an explanation. While Lena's mom just sighed softly, she looked relaxed even though her brain was spinning looking for a way to get the young Ustadzah to accept her son considering that she knew exactly how his son had behaved all along.

"Fikhar doesn't know either ! But since the story about the young ustadzah ,Fikhar has loved it!" Fikhar replied a little relaxed.This time he dared to raise his face then looked at one by one his family.Fikhar seemed to close his eyes for a moment, feeling there was freedom created in his heart .

The most curious of course is Vea, right now he is really staring at her with a look almost similar to the police who are introgating. "Have you ever met Ustadzah Nafis? "Hunt her with a probing look.

Meanwhile, Fikhar seemed to nod his head resignedly.

"When?, Where? , why have you never told the same story?"This time Fikhar made a splint, not knowing what to answer some questions born from the mouth of his brother.

"Siera, how's he?"Demand her, with a sharp look.

"I broke up with him a long time ago!"Fikhar replied quickly, trying to divert the older brother's question before his.

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