
Room full of guests. Aiza was busy helping Qanita bring food to the front room.
There was a serious talk in the style of the fathers, between Ismail and the parents of the men. Invitational guests come from among. They came in elite cars.
Aiza did not dare to raise her head to examine the faces among the guests while serving food just to see Zahra's future husband.
"So after this proposal, I hope the wedding will be held at least three months after this" said a male baritone voice.
"Alhamdulillah. I concur. Something very good that needs to be done. Got to!" sahut Ishmael.
Oh Allah... Three more months? Yes, only three months left for Zahra to be single. She's going to be a wife. Aiza smiled happily. He inched backwards carrying the tray backwards. Passing with Qanita at the door of another room.
"Aiza, you call your brother over there! Send out! Tell Zahra, don't take long. Later the candidate will go," pinta Qanita with a thin smile.
Aiza smiled and nodded. He placed the tray on the table, pouring into Zahra's room.
"Sister Zahra!" call Aiza. Silent. Aiza's gaze was instantly drawn on a piece of paper located on top of the mattress with a pen on it.
Aiza snatched the paper and read the neat writing there.
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Maribor, Aiza.
I know for a fact that you first found this letter. Because the one who called you to the room must be you.
Aiza, this sister is arranged to be the same as a rich foreign man. Said abah, in addition to the future husband of the sister is a respected person, he is also good morals, also from a good family.
For the past four years, I have had my own choices. But that's beyond the knowledge of umi and abah. Aiza must have known that you did not dare to admit all this before her time.
And just when I said that I had the right person as my husband for my sister, I thought that this was the right time to say it all. Brother intends to be honest with umi and abah that brother already has a candidate for the priest's choice. Unfortunately, the priest candidate whom you chose instead went to accept a job offer abroad and asked that you wait.
Unfortunately, the brother's choice of man returned again, he abandoned his intention because he did not accept if he married another man. He wants to marry his sister. He seriously loves his brother. He is Adnan. He loves her, and vice versa. When you read this letter, you are sure that you are near Adnan.
Abah, Umi, um,
Forgive Zahra who has made such a big deal in this family. But believe me, Zahra never does anything bad. I'm sorry that Zahra has faced this problem so badly. But this is hard for Zahra, because Zahra knows, you will not be able to accept Zahra's choice when Zahra has made a decision before. This will surely provoke great anger and you will definitely still force Zahra to marry a foreign man of choice. No one can resist that unless Zahra leaves.
Sorry sorry sorry sorry.
Zahras.
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Aiza's eyes were still wide, and she ran out, passing Qanita at the door. He handed the letter to Qanita.
Qanita was surprised not to play after reading the contents. Qanita's body is limp. But he still looks strong, walking towards the front room, displaying a smile and calling Ismail to go back for a while.
"Mas, there's something important. Come on, let's go back for a second!" whispered Qanita who was sitting by her husband's side.
Hearing that, Ismail nodded with his forehead linked to show curiosity. Ismail said goodbye to guests to go back for a while while allowing guests to eat dishes.
"What's wrong? What's this important?" asked Ismail when he was in the back room.
"Zahra ran away," said Qanita with riled eyes as she handed him a letter.
Ismail surprised. Then read the letter.
Seriate