Ma'Fake Me
Dream Wedding

After finishing getting ready Dhanu rushed to Farhana's house by riding his motorbike, because his car was still in Retno's house, in just thirty minutes, Dhanu had arrived at Farhana's house

He parked his motorbike and then pressed the bell of the house located on the wall near the fence, so Ida was in a hurry to run open the fence of her employer's house

"Is there a bi..?"

"there den, please sit first, then aunt called.." said bi Ida let Dhanu sit on a bench located on the terrace

"yes, thank you bi.."

Not yet had Dhanu sat in his chair, suddenly sir Idris came and punched him in the face, Dhanu who got a surprise attack could not balance his body, he was thrown backwards

Regardless of the torn wound on the corner of Dhanu's lips, Idris's father grabbed him and hit him again blindly, his punch stopping as Farhana shouted from behind, trying to stop his father's actions

"astaghfirullah father..!"farhana shouted, he ran to protect the battered Dhanu

"istighfar yah.." said Farhana, he stared intently at his father's bead

"astaghfirullahaladziem.."pak Idris also obeyed the words of his son, he rubbed his face and sat himself on the chair, then looked at the battered nanar Dhanu from his punch

"take him in, treat him inside."command Mr. Idris, he passed away leaving Farhana and Dhanu

"why is Aa silent." said Farhana looking at Dhanu with pushy eyes, but Dhanu instead looked at her with a gentle smile

"i deserve this, why fight.."

"but that doesn't mean he has to resign." said Farhana, he woke Dhanu from his seat and then swept him into the living room

After sitting Dhanu on the sofa, Farhana picked up a box of P3K and warm water in the kitchen.With painstaking Farhana cleans and treats bruises on Dhanu's cheeks, once Farhana grimaced as Dhanu grimaced with pain

"this is who's punch..?"farhana asked, when she saw her cheekbones that had turned blue

"papa.." replied Dhanu who was only repaid by Farhana with a heavy sigh

"this wound is not worth the wound I inflicted on you." murmured Dhanu

"it's my fault, but you're taking it.."

Hearing Dhanu's murmur, Farhana was silent, she did not know what to do, because she was also very hurt by this situation,for sure it won't be like this, he won't hurt his father and Dhanu won't have to be battered

Now it was too late and time could not be turned back, now inevitably he had to accept reality, face and solve this problem with Dhanu

"make your parents come quickly to the house, I need to talk to them." said Mr. Idris suddenly, making Farhana wake up from her daydream

"yes om.." said Dhanu softly

"resolve this matter immediately.."

After her father's departure, Farhana immediately cleaned P3K boxes and basins filled with warm water into the kitchen, then washed her hands

Dhanu, who was waiting for Farhana, did not come, eventually followed to the kitchen, and found Farhana who was daydreaming in the sink of the dishwasher

"Han.."tegur Dhanu

"i.."Farhana who was daydreaming gasped in shock

"you're doing.."

"wash your hands." replied Farhana, she turned off the faucet and wiped her hands on the napkin hanging near the sink

"you have a photocopier of your documents.."

"there's.."

"here I bring all of you, let it be handled directly.."

"hhmm." said Farhana, he passed from the kitchen followed by Dhanu

"what do you want to dowry..?"

"whatever.."

"your dream wedding is still the way it used to be.."

"there's no dream wedding.."

"there's..."

"i'll make it happen for you." he added

"no need, ijab qobul aja.." said Farhana flatly, then he went upstairs to his room

"change your clothes, we'll find the ring.."

"my finger size is still the same as before.."

"we choose the model.."

"whatever Aa.."

"you don't want to choose.."

"no.."