His Virgin Ex Wife
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Faith. He was even silent when he looked at the back of Arsa who stepped by with his sister, Dhita. The man then frowned again remembering Arsa's words.

“She is mine!”

Good Lord!

The man just snorted before turning around, walking quickly into his room. He headed towards the work chair then threw his back, leaning back while sighing. What kind of game is this?

He stuck out his arm and grabbed his cell phone. Quickly he pressed a number. His hand is poking at the temple.

“Halo,” voice-over in phone. “You called so fast? Don't tell me you've given up, young man?!”

Faith laughed wryly. “Mr Ibrahim, you really want to try to match me up with Rayya?” ask without further ado. “I mean, the time of many colleagues, relatives, partners, or.. Rayya's friends, none can meet your standards?”

Ibrahim was silent for a long time before responding lazily. “Why? You... doubt my judgment?”

His interlocutor wanted to nod and shout loudly, Yes! Like that, but his words were only stuck to the lips. Faith takes a deep breath. “Tadi... I met friends Rayya.”

Ibrahim was heard muttering, then he was silent for some time. “I know, my plan is a bit...unusual,” he said casually.

“Then, from the many possibilities and your plans, why choose this one? Why not the usual? I mean, why suddenly want to do something out of the ordinary?”

The man wanted to curse but remembered that after all, he was facing Ibrahim, an old man who was several tens of years older than him. Adab teaches that we should respect, cherish older people. Then, Iman was just growling when he remembered Rayya and his friends talk earlier. How they judged, guessing the ability of Faith, as the man whom Abraham chose, nobody, but turned out to be the substitute of Daus.

“I am getting older. I felt the need to choose Rayya.  I... do not want him back disappointed with the wrong man.”

Faith took a breath, then closed her eyes for a moment, clearing her mind to digest the words of Abraham. “Why me? I mean, why can I be so sure that I'm the right guy?”

“Feeling.”

What the….

Faith wants to grieve but returns to remember that it is not good, it is not polite. So, he just snorted.

“You are very responsible, young man. Even though you are only half-brothers, you love your sister so much. Right, right?”

Iman just fell silent, nodded silently and then listened to Ibrahim again.

“Lelaki is out there probably. But I still need to prove. Because we know, we both know that the boy I made a grandson and raised myself, in fact ran away from the reality of forgetting responsibility just because he felt burdened! Hahey!” it's holding back anger.

“Means when you know that you, a person with a broad mindset, have a sense of responsibility - at least you are not careless when behaving and looking after your sister even if only a half-sister, you are not careless, not crazy treasure because you even reject your father's legacy because it holds your principles, as well as with the bonus nature of fun, friendly, patient, I mean, you have a very complete package as a man,” explained Ibrahim.

Iman.. suddenly confused because of dizziness choose.whether he is good to laugh or cry because. Ibrahim praised him but.

“If you are like me. have a granddaughter, or daughter for example.. well..you are too young to think of having.. grandchildren,”.

“For example you looked through my position, try you say... young man, my decision was actually reasonable or..?”

“Oke, I understand what you mean. But the problem is, sir..of so many of your acquaintances, of such options, young men who are equal to you and the Busro family, why is this even what you are planning? Trying to match Rayya with me?”

“Indeed why?” suddenly tanyanya. “Do you like Rayya?”

Faith sighed then fell silent for a moment, holding back the upset. “Not a problem I like or not. Instead of asking me how I feel, why not think about Rayya's feelings? Do you think Rayya likes me the same?”

Ibrahim laughed loudly. Iman frowned when he found his opponent's response through a cell phone. “This time my choice is not wrong.”

Faith cringing.

“From your many possible reasons, why did you even think of Rayya? Not that you say you don't like Rayya or refuse because you feel uncomfortable, you actually say that Rayya doesn't like you. If I should.. think about my grandson's feelings.”

Faith.

“Young people, even sometimes. I forget to think about Rayya's feelings. How can you, a young man who just knew Rayya think more about his feelings than your own?”

Faith breathed. He was confused by Abraham's thought. That is, being a tolerant and understanding human being should be a reasonableness. I mean, that's normal, right? His mother always educated, instilled human values, adab, politeness, ethics to the Faith. At least, although his mother was once disappointed by men, he did not want his son to disappoint other women. He learned that disappointment can actually kill, at least destroy the lives of other people. Then his late mother would not want Faith to grow into a man without responsibility, without feeling, but have good manners or adab, then destroy the lives of other women.

The woman may be the proud son of her father, the beloved brother of her sister, or in this case, the favorite grandson of Ibrahim. Faith cannot, cannot disappoint him. Especially when he remembered Rayya's past, dumped his own parents into an orphanage. How can you ignore Rayya's feelings?

Suddenly Iman wanted to protest but put it out. If his mother did not educate him as a man full of responsibility, or at least not too pity, maybe he was not caught up in Ibrahim's plan. Only. if he was asked if he regretted being a gentleman, Iman felt that even if he grew up to be a man without ethics, it was not a good choice. What good is it about growing up as an uncivilized man, light-handed, happy to curse, or perhaps even without a sense of responsibility?

“You're not a random boy, are you, young man? If you didn't respect your family and Zahra, you would have married her. Right, right?”

“You... doubt the infromation I have?” his question then chuckled.

“Zahra Faith was silent for a moment. “Zahra is just my cousin. Coincidentally we are building a financial consultant bureau in the city..”.

“That's just your excuse, right? You are only cousins and cousins that can be married,” said Ibrahim quickly interrupted his opponent's words.

Faith took a breath.

“You don't want to marry your cousin, Zahra. You... can't marry because.... his father doesn't agree, right?!”

Faith is silent again.

“Although he is only the son of a second wife, but. Zahra is actually the only daughter of Ahmed Bawazeer. He was proposed to be the descendant of a Seikh acquaintance of his father. Right, right?”

Faith closed her eyes for a moment just to let go of fatigue.

“You are not a random man, young man. You are calculating, full of consideration. Although it can be less profitable, you put the happiness of others first. Peace-loving, I know your type of thinking. You don't want your cousin to fuss with his dad. Hence, you choose to retreat.”

“I was wrong?” asked Faith instantly, suddenly without her thinking before, the question came out. “What... am I wrong?”

“Ngak... in my opinion, this is not a matter of wrong or. right. It's just your problem.that in fact doesn't love your cousin that much.”.

Faith wants to protest. How could he not love that woman? Her cousin, Zahra, is a complete package woman. If you want to compare, Zahra and his grandson Ibrahim, it can be considered apple to apple, rank, equal. The difference is, Zahra even more understand the issue of religion, than Rayya.

Zahra had a wonderful childhood. No drama about being thrown into an orphanage. Although his family adheres to polygamy but the household belongs to his father smooth, beautiful without drama. This is not about being inappropriate, for Zahra is even the most perfect wife-to-be for Faith. Iman, who feels so dwarfed and unworthy to compete with the Sheikh's children, is vying to marry his cousin, Zahra.

“You are in fact..not as loving as that cousin of yours. The proof is that you are backing down. Same as Daus. He did not love my grandson. Because if he loves, he'll fight more than he did yesterday. In fact, he gave up on his fear. He... coward!”

“Then... am I considered a coward? I am also..”.

“In the case of Zahra you are indeed a coward. You... chose to retreat, right?”

Faith reflexively nodded, even though her opponent had not seen her movements earlier.

“But... for my grandson's case you want to go forward. Yeah, right?”

Faith. Ibrahim's right. Why would he want to accept his offer?

“Your cowardice to your cousin is your own problem. I consider it my advantage because you're a free man. I can pair you with Rayya.”

Faith snorting. “If I suddenly withdraw.... Then what? Do you want... constantly threatening... about Rinai? You want to make my sister's wedding a threat?”

Ibrahim sighed. “I know now, you haven't backed down. If you think about it later. You don't know yet, we don't know how ahead. Continue... why discussed from now on?”

Faith is just murmuring. “You're like too sure. Do you really not have a backup plan? Like... find Rayya another man, as preparation just in case I'm the same Rayya not a match, so?”

Ibrahim was silent for a while as if thinking about the words of his debate opponents over the phone.

“How about... Arsa? It seems like he is suitable if married to Rayya,” said Iman suddenly.

“You know Arsa?” ask Ibrahim quickly.

“Tadi we got acquainted.”

The two then fell silent for a moment and were busy thinking things through.

“Dia... indeed I have made a second plan, a backup plan for Rayya.”.

Faith cringing. “Then got...”.

“He is too manipulative,” Ibrahim says fast. “She... is too manipulative for Rayya. I don't know if I can trust Rayya to a guy like him or not because he's too manipulative and his thinking sometimes gets too creative.

Faith is silent. He remembered their conversation. The sentence returned.

“She is mine!”

Faith twitched, remembering the words that came out of Arsa's mouth.

“Last time my grandson was already full of problems. You can imagine what if later Rayya had to marry a manipulative man like....he?”.