Tiba Khitbah
Ummi Plan

"Ara, I'll be home from work straight away, son!" ummi's words sounded very soft in Zahra's ears.

"Is there an event today, Ummi?" ask Zahra curiously.

"Son, someone's coming to our house tonight, come home quickly, son!"

The words of Umm Fatimah were always ringing in Zahra's mind, even though there was a pile of work on his desk that was two hours away.

Many times Ummi also contacted Zahra, he reminded that the child did not roam after returning from the office. Really, the word that makes Zahra even less want to go home.

Zahra mumet, as if he was upholding a mountain on his shoulders.

Zahra Alia was very confident that her parents would match her again with someone. Not once twice, even almost every month there is a man who he introduced to his favorite daughter.

Twenty-nine years old is a very mature age for a married woman, especially Zahra lives in a village that does see an unmarried woman as a disgrace. Yes, Zahra's age is a vulnerable age to get ridicule from the surrounding environment, because not getting married is considered unskilled for them. Like an item, unmarried women are worthless and have no price for them.

A beautiful and youthful face with a brilliant career does not guarantee a woman will get married at a young age, because sometimes the routine of work makes them forget that the age is no longer young.

"Bored ah!"

Zahra placed the pen and the pile of maps containing important files. Zahra chose to leave the myriad of jobs, coming out of the room to get some fresh air so that her mind would return to clarity.

"Ara, Zahra, how come you're dumb?"

It was heard by Zahra that a familiar voice was calling out his name.

Alexander, the twenty-five-year-old man who had been the angel of Zahra for the last three years. The best man who has always been in every Zahra's joys and sorrows. Great man who became the back of the heart, a place to pour out all the contents of the heart kindly love grief. Yes, the man who is none other than a businessman who is related to work with Zahra.

The handsome man came out of his blue sports car, with a neat and handsome appearance, he is a young entrepreneur who is pioneering a career in fashion with a business that is currently growing rapidly.

"Jelek, what's wrong? Why is his face so moody?" said Alex while pinching Zahra's nose which is very far from the word mancung.

The tears that Zahra had been resistant to finally poured out as well. Somehow, the arrival of Alex even makes Zahra more want to cry as it happens. Zahra wanted to complain and pour out all the burdens she was carrying on the man in front of her. He wanted to lean on the man's shoulder and Zahra wanted the man to help her out of her troubles.

"Sir Boss, it looks like Ummi will match me again" Zahra said in a sobbing.

"Failing again, Ugly."

The 170 cm tall man with white skin was enough to comfort Zahra, so the beautiful girl laughed in her tears.

"Already ah, don't cry, yuk road!"

"I want to go home," Zahra refused softly.

"I just want to go home."

"Here, let me take you!"

Alex holds Zahra's hand and intends to bring the beautiful girl home, but Zahra refuses, because she does not want to take a man who is not a future husband to his house, even though the man was a good friend and co-worker.

To Zahra, Alex is like a friend, a friend and a nurturing angel. In fact, although his age is somewhat younger than Zahra, but the maturity of his attitude makes Zahra feel very comfortable to just tell stories with him. However, Zahra still does not want to introduce Alex to his family.

But Alex has an incredible energy that makes a woman like Zahra hypnotized, she's like a magnet that makes Zahra sticky and dependent on her, even just by looking at his face, Zahra's heart was already very happy.

"I'll just go home by myself."

With swift movements, Zahra released Alex's hand grip, walking quickly and directly riding his motorcycle at a speed of 60 km/h.

"Ara, wait!" Alex's screams did not ignore Zahra, because the beautiful girl had to quickly get home so that both parents did not worry.

"I'll call you later" Alex said.

Zahra continued to drive his vehicle until within thirty minutes he arrived in front of his house.

Zahra went straight to the room because the work clothes she was wearing felt very sultry. He wanted to take a shower and meditate in the room to avoid talking with his parents, especially ummi. But, ummi will not stay silent, in various ways he will find a way to chat with his eldest daughter.

Tok ..., Tok ..., Tok ....

It was heard by Zahra the ummi knocking on the door of her room, but she behaved indifferently, as if she had not heard.

Zahra just rushed, he immediately laid his body on the bed, covered his entire body with a blanket, even he pretended to close his eyes as if he did not hear the call from his parents, so that he was thought to be asleep. Yeah, an absurd cliche lie.

For now Zahra does not want to meet anyone including her family, she just wants to lock herself in the room with a million sorrows with her.

'I'm sorry, Ara, Ummi."

There was guilt in Zahra's heart for ignoring her parents. However, this was one form of indirect rejection of Zahra's dislike of her parents' matchmaking.

"Zahra, Ummi knows you haven't slept, son, can you get out? Abi and Ummi wanted to talk" said Ummi Farimah softly but sounded very firm.

After all, Zahra was a child and she did not want to be an ungodly child who was disobedient to parents. But selfishness makes her heart stone, jia shuts herself in the room regardless of her parents' call.

An hour passed, ummi Fatimah finally entered Zahra's room with a sense of disappointment that she brought with her. While Zahra, he became a hard-hearted child, he turned his body to the wall and he did not want to see the faces of his parents at all.

"Ara, Ummi knows you haven't slept yet, but one thing you have to do is that Ustadz Fahri is the right man to be your husband, not Alex, a man who only gives you hope and uses you!"