Love In Nestapa
Goitre

Three months have passed since that incident. Now Ira and Raga's relationship is like a road in place.

Often Ira avoids Raga when they are together at home. But Raga doesn't care.

He always tried to get close to his soulmate. No matter how hard Ira tried but still Raga always did not want to be away from him.

Even when Ira took a shower, Raga went along. Ira often nagged, but Raga Hanay chuckled lightly to respond to Ira's nagging.

Every day Ira always shunned him. Ira drove Raga every day to go home to Ummi Hani.

But the young man did not want to obey him. He will remain there until his diploma comes out and also he goes to go to mondok in pesantren.

And today is the day that Raga must immediately go to the pesantren. Ummi Hani has been waiting for her since with Abi Hendra.

They talked for a while before they drove Raga to the boarding school. They waited a long time for the unstable couple, but the couple did not go down.

Ummi Hani and Mak Alisa looked at each other. And Abi Hendra as well. The three of them took a long breath.

While in Ira's room, Raga is trying to persuade Ira to take her to the boarding school.

''Honey.. come on dong. huh?'' the Pinta Raga.

Ira breathed an annoyed sigh. He stared at Raga. ''I'm not coming with you! Go then! Ummi and Abi have been waiting for you since.'' Imbuhnya, he then passed to the closet to arrange his clothes that he had just ironed.

By wearing a knee-length negligee, the hair on the original Cepol made the aura of Ira's beauty so beautiful in the eyes of Raga.

He followed where Ira had gone. Arriving near Ira, he hugged his soulmate tightly.

Ira was flinched, but she didn't care. Raga hugged him from behind. He rested his chin on Ira's shoulder.

While the girl was still busy with her clothes. Actually there's nothing to clean up anymore.

Ira deliberately avoided Raga. Because from last night until this afternoon, he continued to force Ira to take him to the boarding school.

''Brother will miss you dear.. Come on.. would you like?'' it's in Ira's ear.

Ira's fine feathers bristled. He bit his lower lip to hold back the feeling that was somehow engulfing him.

''Darling..''

''No Brother! You go alone, right? I'm still busy. Later on during the first visit I come to ummi to meet you! Now go!'' throw out Ira the umpteenth time.

Raga doesn't care anymore. ''Please.. baby.. would you like?'' the pinta again.

''No Sister!''

''My wife...my love... Come on.

''Ira forcibly released Raga's hand embrace in her stomach. He turned around and looked at Raga flatly.

Her pinched heart saw Ira's face during these three months there was no smile at all for her.

''What the hell do you want Ragata! If I say I don't want to, then don't! You understand that!'' Ira said with a high voice.

Again, Raga felt unparalleled pain as Ira spoke like that. Her Ira who used to be so meek towards her has now changed over time.

''I your husband wants you to take me to the boarding school with ummi and Abi! Am I wrong to ask you? I'm your husband Ira! Remember that! Now change your clothes! It's orders! I'm waiting downstairs! There is no rejection!'' resolute Raga

It made Ira look coldly at him. After saying that, Raga immediately came out and descended down towards her two parents.

His chest tightened as he said that to Raga. Her husband. His eyes condensed wanting to bring out a clear grain.

But he rubbed it rough. ''Alright! if that's what you want! Then I'll follow you! Even if I knew seeing you there later, it would definitely hurt my heart! But I'll try hard to deal with all this! Before you asked me to step down, I was the one who chose to withdraw from you My husband.

He immediately changed his clothes and and his hijab. After that socks. Finished all, he went down to meet his three parents there.

Arriving there Raga pegged to see the angel of his heart. ''Masyaallah..beautiful son of Ummi.'' said Ummi Hani as he approached Ira who was walking closer to them all.

Raga looked at Ira without blinking, Abi Hendra who saw her chuckled amusedly. Mak Alisa just smiled.

''Come on! My brother is ready!'' he added, making the young man unstable was surprised and opened his eyes.

Abi Hendra laughed at that. So too with Ummi Hani. ''All right, it's time! Lis, I brought this angel of heaven with me first?''

''Yes, of course. Bring it! Now he's yours!'' sahut Mak Alisa with a small chuckle saw Raga who kept staring at Ira her eldest daughter.

''Come Nak! We're leaving now!'' take Ummi Hani to Ira and Raga.

The two men nodded obediently. Ummi Hani walks first with Ira. Raga and Abi Hendra followed them from behind.

Arriving in front of the car, the understanding Ummi Hani, let Raga sit together in the back. With Abi alone driving her.

Raga smiled faintly at her ummi behavior. Ummi Hani chuckled small. All ready, it's time to head to the pesantren.

It took about an hour and a half to get there. That too if it is not restrained.

On the way to the four people were busy talking. There is only what was discussed by Ummi Hani to melt the ice that occurred between his son-in-law and his eldest son.

So much is said, they have now arrived in front of the boarding gate.

From a distance there was a girl staring into Raga's car. Immediately he ran and called his Abi to meet his guest.

A middle-aged man came to Abi Hendra.

''Assalamualaikum Nak Hendra.'' his greeting.

Abi Hendra who was still busy with Raga's suitcase turned his head. He smiled to find the owner of the boarding school who turned out to be his best friend Papa was approaching them.

''Waalaikum salam ustad Sofian?''

''Alhamdulillah well. Come. My wife has been waiting since! Aye? This is Kiara? But how is it not similar?''

Abi Hendra chuckles so does ummi Hani. Raga and Ira looked at each other.

Far away there was a beautiful girl watching Raga. He smiled embarrassedly at the handsome young man.

Ira could see where the girl was blushing in shame every time she looked at Raga. Ira breathed.

''Darling..''

''This is what I don't want! Seeing you being liked by another girl who is my age!''

The deg!

TB