Trapped Enchantment Thugs Insaf
71. Mutual Clash

“How do we get home?  Can't spend the night here?” aiza's chirps while turning on the flashlight hapenya so there is lighting.

“Sabar yes, later if there is a vehicle passing by, I will stop.  We wait just a minute”

Wuuush. Strong winds bring rain, the tempo hits a part of Aiza's body. The girl slightly shifted her seat, but still the rain hit her.  He did not want to shift his sitting position again, because if he shifted again, then he would be very close to Akhmar.

The girl glanced at Akhmar, just as the man was also looking at her. They exchanged looks for a moment. Aiza turned her eyes.

"You just slide it here. You'll be wet for a long time if you stay there." Akhmar stood up. Then sit down, right in front of the table. It's safe there, it doesn't rain, but the pants are dirty. He doesn't care about that. The important thing is that Aiza is safe from rain attacks.

Aiza shifted her seat, moving to where Akhmar was. He turned his head to look at Akhmar who was sitting barefoot.

"Are you okay sitting there?" ask Aiza.

"No. Just relax."

Aiza hugged her folded legs. Chilly.

"Aren't you going to worry about your mummy, your mummy must be worried." Akhmar looked up at Aiza who was at the top.

"No. Setau Umi, I'm tutoring Arabic now."

"The kids learn just as much as you do?"

"Maybe." Aiza sighed, unwilling to talk about her brother. Better to talk about something else. "You yourself? Isn't your family looking for a gini?"

"I am free. I live in a rented, alone."

"Payments."

"Why orders?" ask Akhmar.

"Not so good."

Akhmar smiles.

"Are your parents not in town? They're out of town?" ask Aiza who is starting to be interested to know more about Akhmar's life.

"Mama's been dead since I was a baby."

"Eh, sori. Papa trus you?"

"Papa's at home with my older brother."

"If your papa is also in this city, why should you contract? Why don't you stay with your dad?"

Akhmar's shadow drifted on the final scene where he was cast out by his father in wrath. Clearly there was mounting anger from his papa. The rumbling in Akhmar's chest peaked reminiscing about it. 

"I was expelled."

"Who? Must be because you're evil?"

Those words made Akhmar turn to Aiza.

"The care of your attitude and behavior, must be because you are passing so your papa kicked you out," Aiza added without caring about the look of Akhmar's eyes.

"Papa always compares me to my brother. He said I was very bad, while my brother was very good. He said I can't be like my brother. I can't be my sister because I'm me."

"It's like following your brother. That's what papa you mean."

Akhmar breathed a rough breath. Gedeg once, why did Aiza also defend her father? Here, Akhmar wanted to show that he had always been cornered by his father, most of whom were required to be others, forced to change his freedom. But it did not get a good response from Aiza. It's free he talks.

"Whatever the case, no parent wants their child to be baj*ngan. If the child is wrong, it must be straightened out. Only, we sometimes wrongly accept their attitude," said Aiza.

"That goes for you too, right?"

"I know I was wrong for always being bad to you, I can't accept the fact that the marriageant, because I don't want to be hurt."

Akhmar. They have an inversely proportional reason why their relationship can be bad for parents.

"I don't want to be far from this either. I know you have the right that I have to do, I have to respect and obey him, but I just want to show you a form of protest and you realize that what you did was wrong. Choosing beautiful young women to be married is not the truth while the reason is because of lust, different from marrying old widows old to raise their degrees. A widow who has many children and needs a living. Even a human being can't do it fair."

Akhmar understood the extent of Aiza's annoyance, she represented the voice of women in this half of the earth.

"You if the marriage will have many wives also what is not?" Aiza glanced at Akhmar.

The one that glimpsed even chuckled. 

"Kok, laughing?" ask Aiza.

"I guarantee you one wife."

"Why? Don't men have a chance to marry more than one?"

"First, I'm human, and I certainly won't be fair. Second, I heard from the religious teacher, he said the sin of the wife and child was borne by the husband if the husband could not be a good priest and teach the good also to the wife's children. My sins are not calculated, what if plus the sins of children and wives? In hell I can't be lifted up because I spend the sins I don't know how many."

"You are also sinful?" Aiza laughs.

Akhmar was silent. The conversation with Aiza led to religion, making her remember all her mistakes.

Seriate