LOVE IN THE ARMS OF DUSK
28
As per the invitation given by Madam Lasmi, Fatih and Nura were preparing for a dinner banquet at the main residence of Alfandinata, Fatih was wearing a simple gray suit, her hair was deliberately not combed.
“I don't want to appear to please them,” Fatih muttered when she saw Nura's hand move to her head while carrying a comb.
“Why? She's your family.” Nura put the comb back into place, Fatih just snorted, then swung her lips.
Actually he did not want to come, very lazy, but hearing Paula's endless lectures made him inevitably come with the reason of introducing Nura as his wife.
“We come, show off face for a while then go home.” Fatih got up from the bed, took her watch from Nura's hand, her face sour.
“Do we not eat?” Nura asked innocently, her hands fixing Fatih's collar.
They looked at each other for a while, then Fatih let out a long sigh and smiled faintly, “Oke, we will eat as well.”
Nura nodded, they walked out of the room in tandem, until below was seen Paula sitting alone on the long sofa while watching television, in front of her scattered various snacks.
Paula looked up when she felt the presence of the new couple, her intention wanting to tease Fatih, but her mouth was stuffed with bread from Fatih that she had come out of nowhere.
“Bocah!” Paula choked, hurriedly sipped her instant coffee.
Fatih the perpetrator simply laughed, then embracing Nura out, they were ready to set off towards the main residence of Alfandinata.
***
Nala did not expect herself to be at the dinner party among the elite, her eyes sparkled brightly, this morning she got a party invitation from Mrs Lasmi as a representative of the Daniar family, she said, they wanted to introduce Nura as Fatih's wife.
Nala cheers, she accidentally wears her best dress tonight, accidentally she parted ways with her mother, because she intends to find a rich male soul mate.
His eyes moved looking for a figure that fit his criteria, should be rich and more handsome than Fatih, should he get as a lover.
Nala sat down gracefully, watching in all directions, so far her observation has only caught fat old fathers and socialite mothers, her dream figure has not yet emerged.
“You know not? Said the one the young master married was an illegitimate child.” The voice of the moss-green dress broke Nala's concentration, she turned her head and found four socialite women gossiping while holding a plate of cake.
“Wah I thought it was just gossip.” The fat lady in a pastel dress said, her lips smeared with red lipstick looking greasy.
“Aduh jeng, kayak do not know, at most he has filled,” said another woman who is shorter in stature, he looks younger than others.
“Hah, his name is also a rich man, as long as there is any money canalah.”
“Ck ... ck .. I don't think it's that low as his wife, cheap woman.”
The rumors continued and the more heated up, the more curious people joined, ignoring the fact that they were currently in the Alfandinata residence.
Nala smiled, leaning her body against the chair, without her intervention, her half-brother was already labeled bad by them, she did not waste coming to this place.
The gossipers were suddenly silent, their eyes fixed on the couple they had just gossiped about, seen Fatih walking leisurely while holding Nura's hand.
Nala turned her head, a little surprised to find Nura's change, usually she only saw the pale and lackluster face of Nura, but now she saw the girl's face shining brightly and radiantly, the girl was wearing a gray dress that was in line with Fatih, simple, not looking luxurious but not also looking cheap.
How could that ugly duckling turn into a goose in one week!? fatih's influence is really strong.
“Wah, you came.” Madam Lasmi welcomed with a faint smile. Fatih just cleared his throat softly, his eyes sweeping across all the invitations present, they were all among the elites in this city.
This moment was like two sides of a blade, Fatih could be benefited but he could also be harmed, Fatih took a deep breath, he had to be careful with his behavior.
“Well, actually I was lazy,” said Fatih indifferently, Nura glanced at her husband, gesturing for him to be polite.
Madam Lasmi still maintained her fake face and smile, nodding, “Please, she is in her room.”
“Oke, thank you.”
Fatih and Nura went inside, passing through a long hallway until they reached the very end of the door. Fatih knocked on the door three times, then came a hoarse voice from inside saying, “Masuk.”
Fatih walked into the room followed by Nura, on the white bed, a white haired old woman leaning against her back.
Nura closed her eyes for a moment, it was ironic, out there the party was being held lively, whereas here, the woman was alone.
"How are you, Grandma." Fatih greeted in a flat tone, they were sitting on a chair by the bed.
The woman gave a small smile, her wrinkled hands were attached to the infusion, with a weak movement, her hands were trying to reach Fatih.
"You came," he said with a trembling tone, his tears dripping slowly, Fatih helping to wipe him with the back of her hand.
"Yes, I'm coming." Fatih held the grandmother's hand, grasped it.
"You know grandma misses a lot" said the woman again, for years she lay in bed, during which time she did not see Fatih.
"Hm." Fatih did not show a happy face, since they entered Fatih became irritable to talk.
Nura sat beside Fatih, he preferred to be quiet, not to interfere with the problems he did not know, let his existence be considered temporary.
"You're getting bigger, you're eating with
right?" Fatih's face rubbed gently with loving care, Fatih again did not respond much, this time just nodded.
"You look like your father."
"Yes." Yeah."
Fatih straightened her body, made the old woman lean back against her pillow, she glanced at Nura at a glance, then fell silent.
"She is Nura Daniar, my wife." Fatih pulled Nura closer towards her, showing off how close they were.
"Hello, Grandma." Nura said hello briefly, he himself was confused as to what kind of behavior, he said,
he was not a person who could be face-sweet, other than that he had never interacted with a grandmother, he just mimicked Fatih's attitude.
The woman looked at Nura after goal, as if judging Nura, the look on her face became displeased, she coughed for a moment.
Nura was used to being stared at like that, it was right if this old woman before him was definitely being humiliated.
"I've heard a lot about you." The woman opened her voice quietly, but her gaze was piercingly sharp.
Nura was silent, staring back, undaunted at all.
"Punish him," he said suddenly, Nura felt Fatih's shoulder tighten.
"What?" Fatih almost got up to her feet, but arrested Nura immediately.
"Perach him, Fatih!"
