When Hamzah Met Alifa
It's Not Likely to Happen

"Alifa?" Hamzah asked when he found Alifa with a woman who seemed to be his friend.

The two women were stunned and turned to Hamzah who was already standing behind them. Then Hamzah looked at Alfah and Caca alternately with a view that led to his persecution.

"What are you doing here? Is this not your faculatas?"

Instead of answering, Alfah pulled Hamzah's arm and said, "Follow me yuk! We'll meet my dad."

"W-what?" Hamzah was really surprised to hear the words of Alifa.

How not? Hamzah felt that he had not yet given an answer to his match with Alifa, but instead he asked her to meet the future in-laws.

"But what's it for?"

"Ck, don't ask too many questions. We're leaving now" said Alifa, who kept pulling Hamzah's arm.

Until they are both in front of the campus and immediately determine a taxi that happens to be passing by.

Hamzah still doesn't think with Alifa. However, he did not want to ask while in the taxi.

While Alifa clenched both hands, so impatient to meet the father. This is a much awaited opportunity for Alifa.

At least he can meet Steve even if only briefly and even though he has to lie if he is going to get married.

Not until fifteen minutes, the taxi they were riding had stopped a cafe. Alifa paid and got out of the taxi.

Alifa's lips flashed a smile as her eyeballs caught the luxury car she believed was Steve's car already in the cafe courtyard.

Then Alifa walked into the cafe with diekori oelh Hamzah. They were greeted by a cafe waiter who guided them to enter a special room.

As soon as the door of the room opened, Alifa immediately sowed to her father who was already sitting on a sofa. Alifa embraced Steve's neck and buried her head into the burly man's chest.

However, Hamzah felt that there was something strange. While Steve seemed ordinary to welcome the presence of Alifa.

In the eyes of Hamzah, Steve was a manly man. Especially now that he wears a suit like an executive. However, Steve's face really did not radiate happiness when he met his own daughter.

"Dad," said Alifa as she took off her embrace.

"Hmm," Steve replied with a murmur. Then Steve turned towards Hamzah with cold eyes. "This is your future husband?"

Hamzah opened his mouth to say, but Alfah answered first, "Yes, Father. His name is Hamzah."

At once Hamzah glanced at Alifa with wide eyes. She was shocked when Alfah lightly admitted that he was Alfah's future husband.

However, again Hamzah had not had time to open his voice, Alifa immediately threw Steve with a pleasantry question.

It was clear that Alfah would not allow Hamza to speak. So Hamzah only observed the sight of father and son talking.

Although the conversation seemed stiff, because Steve always answered in short words. 

"So when are you going to have your wedding day?" Steve suddenly asked as he glanced towards Hamzah.

At that moment Alifa was stunned. However, the next few seconds he smiled widely.

"Oh that. hm. plan for the next few months," replied Alifa.

"Oh so," said Steve, nodding lightly. "Sorry, Alifa. Dad is busy. So you can't stay long."

"Lho's? How very short, anyway," Alifa protested looking annoyed at Steve who stood up and justified his work coat.

"Dad said, Alifa. Dad was busy" said Steve who then walked to the door, where there was an adjutanyang already waiting.

Alifa was astonished until her mouth half gawked. Seeing his father's departure at a very short banquet.

Alifa wanted to talk to her father for a long time. But this is what happens every time he meets Steve.

Hamzah who was sitting in front of Alifa felt sadness on the look on the woman's face. 

In the room, left Hamzah and Alifa together with three drinks on the table between them were not touched at all

"Alifa, why did you say that I was your future husband?"

Alifa sighed before she spoke. "I lied to my dad. He wants to see me if I take you. So I had to lie if we were getting married."

"So that's it?"

Alifa nodded her head in response. Then he got up and decided to leave as well.

However, before that, Alifa said, "Oh yes, I also want to say that I do not agree to be fooled by you. Don't dream of marrying me. Because it's the impossible."

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In a courtyard of a luxurious house, with a stretch of green grass, appeared a gray woman was watering a rose plant that began to bloom.

The woman smiled seeing the result of her patience taking care of the flowers. Then a servant walked over with hurried steps.

"Mrs Haida," called the maid who was near her master. "Mrs, there's a call from Mr. Steve."

Haida turned her head and turned off the water hose. Then he grabbed his phone which was in the servant's grasp.

"Hello, Steve."

"I've met her future husband Alifa" Steve said in a flat tone.

"Oh yeah?" Haida smiles happily at Steve's expression and believes that Steve is still concerned with Alifa. "So, what do you think? I've been looking for complete information about Hamzah's family and they're a good and respected family in his village."

I heard the sound of Steve's breath. "I agree. Anyway, what can I do if Alifa has chosen that guy."

"Alifa chose Hamzah?" Haida repeated Steve's words in disbelief. "Are you sure, Steve?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"That means we have to get to Hamzah's parents as soon as possible. When are you gonna have time, Steve?"

Once again there was the sound of Steve's breath. It seems Steve is very lazy to deal with Alifa's wedding.

"I'm busy. I leave the marriage of Alfah to Alfah's mother and to you, Lady Haida."

Tut's. Tut's. Tut's.

In that instant Steve immediately hung up the phone unilaterally. Makes Haida feel sad and disappointed in her former daughter-in-law.

However, there is a speck of happy feeling because he just got information from Steve that Alifa agreed to be betrothed to Hamzah.

So the next step is to talk to Maria, Alifa's birth mother. 

Haida walked over and sat in the gazebo where Alida and Yusuf were teaching. He dialed Maria's phone number and waited for the phone to be picked up from across the street.

"Assalamualaikum, Maria" Haida said as Maria received a call.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, Mama? What's up?"

"Mary, when is there time? Mama wants to talk about Alifa's wedding."

"What's? Alifa's wedding? He was a kid. Why did Mama marry Alifa anyway?" Maria protested with a loud voice.

However, Haida remained calm and was not provoked by emotions. He replied with a soft voice.

"Mama meets a young man who Mama believes she can guide Alifa. So what's wrong with her getting married? Than Alifa fell into adultery?"

"Yes, but isn't it, Alifa was a kid, Ma?"

"Alifa is now twenty years old. He won't be small anymore."

"Ah, it's up to Mama" exclaimed Maria from across the street. "Yes Mam always set me up when it comes to Alifa's business."

Tut's. Tut's. Tut's.

Haida took a deep breath, trying to remain patient with her daughter's attitude. 

"Astagfirullahaladzim," murmured Haida while stroking the chest. There was not a tear running through the wrinkled cheek.