
Arshad and Zahra had arrived home just before the adhan magrib and were seen all his family who had gathered including Ica the bontot.
" Openalouallaikum !" Arshad and Zahra said as they entered the house.
Their gazes were immediately fixed on the two people who said greetings and their eyes were compact wide.
" Greetings wa'allaikum !" Answer them almost simultaneously with a soft tone because it was so surprised.
" Allah Ra, why do you think you're suddenly saying, why don't you say you want to go out !" Say Enyak Romlah in a panicked tone as he approached his daughter-in-law.
" So Zahra went outside with Brother Nyak, sorry yes not permission earlier !" Sahut Zahra with a guilty look looked at the concern of his in-laws.
" Lu kaga in whatever the same as Arshad kan Ra, said the same Enyak if tuh tuh evilin you !" Ask Nyak Romlah again while turning Zahra's body and staring intently at his son.
Not without reason Nyak Romlah asked like that, because he knew how the attitude of the child to his daughter-in-law, he said, Romlah was afraid that Arshad would do something to Zahra even though he believed his son would not be so brutal.
" Nyak hell, emang Arshad want apain bini Arshad hemm, we're abis from the park earlier, tuh borong snack !" Sela Arshad pointed at some plastic bags on the table before the mother went back to the place.
Everyone was flabbergasted at Arshad's words and the four of them turned to Zahra to ask if it was true that the man had the status of his husband.
" Yes Nyak, that was brother ngajakin Zahra to the park we keep buying snacks then sampe sampe dusk !" Zahra replied, with a small chuckle telling her husband.
They seemed to be in disbelief with Zahra's words, for in their minds Zahra was forced by Arshad to give an excuse.
" Definitely not in anything same brother ?" Tanya Ica interrupted and replied to a nod by Zahra and delicated the unacceptable eyes of the brother.
" Sister is not a psychopath who has the heart to torture his own wife Ca, why the hell not believe so much Arshad !" Sahut Arshad was upset because he thought to know Zahra.
" Nyak, Beh bang Arshad is okay Zahra kok, even brother ngajak Zahra streets earlier and brother also has changed Nyak Beh !" Said Zahra who did not want her husband judged by his own family.
" Nyak is only afraid that Nyak's son will make you cry again Ra, even though Arshad Nyak's son but Nyak does not hesitate to get scared him if you dare nyakitin you !" Say Nyak Romlah who really loves Zahra like his own child and Nyak Romlah also know if Zahra likes to cry because of the actions of his son who is sharp and cold, because the word Romlah Nyak Zahra is waiting for a dream, complete package, already beautiful, sholehah, cooking pinter as well.
" Initially Arshad did not accept this matchmaking Nyak, but Arshad is aware that Nyak same Babeh's choice is the best, thanks for having chosen a wife who sholeh for Arshad !" Sahut Arshad made them all touched and happy because the end of his life Arshad could accept Zahra as his wife.
" Babeh is relieved that you have been able to nerima Zahra so bini lu Ar, so Babeh does not need to worry anymore and feels guilty because you two are married !" Babeh Roja said with relief.
They all feel happy, especially Zahra who did not expect that her husband would accept her.
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" Son, did Zahra take a shower ?" Zahra asked as soon as they arrived inside the room.
" How is the shower ?" Tempta Arshad makes Zahra's cheeks blush and Arshad likes to see her.
" So Ih joking, yes Zahra used to bathe again magrib !" Sahut Zahra with a shy smile made Arshad chuckle.
" Hahah ya gih later change, brother also want to fall back first !" Said Arshad and nodding by Zahra, the woman immediately passed to the bathroom outside Arshad's room.
" Ck lupain him Arshad, you already have an angel of heaven, do not let God wrath you for hurting his angel !" Gerutu Arshad because he was reminded again by the words of Aisya earlier who said he would continue his studies in cairo.
Not long after that Zahra had already returned into the room in full outfit with her instant hijab.
" Sister has taken a bath, abis keburu time magribnya !" Zahra said as she slowly shook Arshad's arm because her husband was seen to close his eyes.
" Have you finished your shower ?" Asked Arshad in a raucous voice resisting the drowsiness.
" Oh yes, gih cepet shower continue as if maghrib !" Zahra replied as she prepared to wear her face.
" Wait brother Yang, we pray together !" Arshad said and immediately went to the bathroom leaving Zahra stupefied.
Zahra's heart warmed because this was the first time Arshad wanted to pray together, because usually Arshad prefer to pray in the room Ica or Nita sister-in-law.
It did not take long for Arshad to clean himself and he took the sarong and also the cocoa clothes provided specifically for prayer.
" Well, are you ready, right ?" Arshad asked and was nodded by Zahra.
They also performed the Maghrib prayer together with Arshad as his priest.
After saying the greeting Arshad immediately extended his hand and was immediately greeted by Zahra with pleasure, Arshad did not forget to kiss the wife's forehead making Zahra's tears dripping because happy.
" Why cry baby ?" Arshad asked in shock at Zahra who suddenly sobbed.
" Zahra happy bang !" Zahra replied in between his sobbing making Arshad's heart full of hearing her.
" I'm sorry dear brother, brother can't be a good priest for you yet !" Arshad said regretfully and welcomed Zahra's sweet smile even though her tears were still flowing.
" We learn together to improve ourselves !" Zahra answered and was moved by Arahad and the man kissed his wife again, until the voice that made a noise. Romanticize them.
" Sister ate malem first new indehoy !" Ica's strangulation in front of Arshad's room made Arshad squash with the mouth of his sister's lemes.
" Ck Icot is disturbing !" Decak Arshad grumbled and inevitably he opened the door of his room and looked annoying smile of his sister.
" First, just interrupt !" Dismiss Arshad and in reply to Ica's ruckus.
And without answering Ica was immediately ngibrit heading downstairs.
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Marhaban ya ramadan 🙏🙏🙏