The Tarnished Holy
Journey
He was still pecking, watching his reflection in front of the mirror.Nothing was lacking, but nervousness, printed so clearly in his view.Nothing he wanted more than a meeting, but,then seeing the girl who wanted to be proposed to him is now fine. Although it cannot be denied, he hoped full Nafisah would accept it .Her pity, as everyone said, was that hope should soon be dashed given the greater potential hatred of her meeting this time.
The face of hatred of the girl and her family sometimes glittering present, dancing in the eyes, then the face of disappointment from her own family who far away had actually been calculated.Unfortunately, the rest still struck her heart. Fikhar just wanted everyone to know, then he would correct his mistake.
Fix how? Ah...He doesn't even know how to fix it. By marrying Nafisah ? Everyone also knows that he is not the ideal type of husband-to-be an ustadzah or with money ? Their families cannot be bought with money.
Again , Phikhar seemed to wipe his face huffed.in view of the millions of possibilities seizing many places in his heart at this time.
"Fikhar, are you ready ? Why so long?" Veins screamed from under the stairs. His shout was certainly loud considering it was still heard until the room he occupied which was quite far from his brother's existence . He just took a rough breath, hoping his nervousness diminished before making sure anything was lacking then left.
"You see, 'Auntie just came over.about half an hour ago, 'Auntie waited !"Omel Vena when the figure he shouted had already appeared and was currently in a hurry down the stairs. "It's still too early in the morning, I have a purpose why you're a chatty brat!"Fikhar replied casually while smiling which countered the careless eyes of his older brother. "Still in the morning nutmeg Lu, if you're stuck in traffic jams, then you know the taste !" buy sarcasm, while Fikhar responds with a sinless grin.
"You're serious about what you said yesterday ?" Bi May asked with a curious twinkle . Surprised, of course considering this application event happened so suddenly.
"As is happening now, aunt do'a in may all go well, it certainly happened as Fikhar expected !" Fikhar replied, which was responded with an enthusiastic nod from the aunt .
"Auntie always wants the best for you!"Said with a smile then stroked his nephew's shoulder to encourage.
This time Fikhar was silent .Feel the pain in his heart .He knew none of this would be easy and go well .Just wait , stay a few hours bad things will happen , a big mess will change all views about him.And he is fully aware ,this was the consequence for what he had treated that night to Nafisah.
"No cop wants to escort us, huh?" Fikhar asked as soon as two cars drove in unison, leaving the yard of the house.
"There are no police-policies!, so have you said, fear of jammed shock .indeed you do not understand the same words mbak, Fikh?"Still in an annoyed tone Vena answered her sister's question which wasn't really for her. There were four people in his car .Randi,pak Roman ,Vena is also her .While , his other car on the ride two brothers with a driver who brought him.
"Where does Fikhar know!usually also if you want to go out of town always in police custody!" The answer did not accept the words of the brother who had been cornered her.
Not much conversation between them .Randi was busy driving, while Vena seemed to be asleep .He was still sleepy, considering that the night only slept two hours to prepare all the needs.Fikhar was also more silent, he was too busy arranging the heart, imagining the possibilities that will happen later.He did not expect ,the incident that night brought him to a position like this.
For whatever reason, this is not what he designed in his list of lives, but again God has control over everything.
Slowly, their car entered the narrow alley area, then stopped in front of the gate of a two-story whitewashed house. The black color combined with the white paint of the house gives a bright impression, without forgetting the beauty of considering the green plants, live and thrive around the house.
Don't worry, honey, you're handsome!" Veena glanced at her sister with a seductive smile .
Fikhar seemed unconcerned, he took a breath before in the end he actually went down .
The roar of santri who was chanting the Alfiyah temple sounded faint, almost defeated by the sound of a fountain that was deliberately installed from natural rocks that now welcome them as soon as they entered the courtyard of his house. Out of nowhere it came from , something got inside .Peace ...He, he felt peaceful after so long he never felt it again.
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While inside, though,Nafisah family just finished his meal once the roar of the car engine stopped in their yard.Not strange considering their house is often visited by guests to berkilaturahmi.The door is always open as it is now ,so the owner of the house does not need to be moved to just open the door .
If the sound of greetings has been heard, then they will approach and immediately invite his guests in very friendly.They will not ask their purpose of visiting unless the guest really expresses his intention.
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