Oath Of Love
13# Wedding Chat.

Naziya was still looking at Beef steak in front of him. After everything that had happened to him lately, it made the originally chatty woman even more reserved.

Moreover, the hesitation to marry Arjuna still haunts him. Maybe, really Arjuna loved her, but Naziya? Did Nazia love him too?

So, how are those bitter memories? The days when the Nazis attacked Arjuna. Is it true that Arjuna never felt hurt?

Naziya took a long breath. Lamenting the fate he was going through. “It's true he didn't bring up the past, but someone's heart who knows?” The Nazis spoke in their hearts.

Hearing a long sigh made the handsome man lift his arms, suddenly worry burst forth. Is he still thinking about his ex-girlfriend? Or Putri—his best friend?

“Hey! Come quickly eat, or ... do you want me a bribe?” Arjuna said while chewing the same menu.

The Naziya reverie was gone for a moment. His two neutrals blinked, shaking rapidly, inevitably he stuffed the piece of meat into his mouth.

“Arjuna, actually I would love to ask this. But don't you get angry?” he said after swallowing his food rough.

Arjuna nodded slowly, the sad-eyed man put the piece of meat back in his mouth. Meanwhile, the two neutrals did not let go of the gaze towards the woman who was looking clumsy.

“Do you really hate me? Wh why? Didn't I used to do bad things to you?” Naziya asked, he put down a knife and fork, waiting for an answer from Arjuna.

“I told you, I love you. Not hate you,” replied Arjuna casually. “Why? You don't believe it?”

Naziya flinch for a moment and then nod small, although his heart is now like a fireworks view at night. “Yes, I can't believe, Putri—my best friend since ten years ago could have betrayed,” Replied Naziya and then connect it in the heart. “Let alone you, Jun ... Which I obviously hurt.”

“Already, don't you think again. Marry me, you'll know I lied to you or not.”. Arjuna smiled nervously afterwards.

The Nazis took the fork and knife, sliced the meat and ate it, slowly.

Honestly, every speech from Arjuna was like a spell that was always able to make the Nazis hypnotized to believe.

“When do you have any more tasks out?” Naziya asked as he chewed his food. The woman wanted to neutralize the atmosphere that had been awkward because of marriage problems.

“It looks like three or four more days,” replied Arjuna casually.

The Nazi's face was clouded. He chewed the food more slowly, like less excited.

Arjuna narrowed his net, catching the strange thing from the look on the face of the woman he loved.

“This time, my task will be long, Ziya. It might be about two to three months, but after that I'll get a dispensation assignment to get married,”

Hearing this, Naziya opened her eyes wide. “Dispensation married?”

“Why are you surprised. You didn't ask for time to finish your relationship with her, did you? Now your relationship with the bastard's man is already stretched, so” asked Arjuna seriously.

Naziya looked down, suddenly he was unable to return Arjuna's gaze. “No, just that..”.

“Come Naziya, why should we postpone it again. Look, they have even prepared everything,” Arjuna shows a photo of Farida and Nala who are in a wedding organizer.

Naziya raised his gaze, a purplish tinge was clearly visible on his cheek when he saw the photo. She was embarrassed, it was appropriate that for a few days Farida always went out of the house, he said only to meet a friend Arisan. As it turned out, they often met secretly.

Naziya cleared his throat, again his throat felt choked. He then drank his orange ice. Throwing his eyes somewhere else. For God's sake, this time the Nazis couldn't resist.

“Tomorrow we start taking care of his letters, yes,” invite Arjuna.

***

“Bu ..” Naziya called out.

Naziya snorted softly, he moved away from the dining table, approaching Farida who was smiling to himself.

“Mother, all this time I lied to Ziya,” accuse him while sitting on the sofa next to the mother.

“What lie?” Farida finally looked.

Naziya opened his phone. “So friend Arisan mom just aunt Nala?” the Nazi's face shriveled wryly.

Farida squinted her eyes, staring at the screen of the phone that had started to glare in her vision. “Oh ... This.” the reaction is relaxed.

“Kok just oh hell bu?” naziya Disappointed.

Farida looked back at the television. “Yes all must be prepared, Ziya. So, you guys just take care of the letters,” Back Farida said.

Naziya closed his lips. Until the mother's words back made him stunned.

“Ziy... take a look, Anjeli, put on a wedding dress, very nice yes. If you wear this shirt must be very beautiful,” again Farida mengulum smile.

“Whata?” The naziya shook quickly. “Neither ma'am, Naziya did not want to, the weight of clothes like that bu,” refused Naziya.

Farida laughed briefly. “You are, whereas beautiful lo style bollywood gini,” god.

“Ddingan Ziya not to be married to Arjuna,” sungututu.

Farida turned back, looking at her daughter. “So you've agreed?”

Naziya took a long breath. “You how else ma'am, Naziya don't want you to think until stress.”

The Nazis shook for a moment. “Bu, later if the Nazis are married, the Nazis live with their mothers, yes,” Said Naziya plain.

Farida chuckled softly. “Mana can be like that. Moreover, Arjuna already has his own apartment unit, you will definitely be taken to his house,” he said slightly shaking.

Yes, Farida was calm if Naziya and Arjuna were married, but on the other hand, she would part with her only daughter.

“Ziya ... Marry, son. Don't think about mom. You can still visit mom, stay over occasionally. Mom's not going anywhere. Later on there bi Yana want to stay here temenin mom,” said Farida calming.

“Bi Yana?” naziya's eyebrows shriveled in confusion. Why would Farida's sister Yana— live here? Doesn't he have a family in the village.

“Iya, bi Yana's. He said he wanted to work in a garment factory, in front of a souvenir stall. It will be close to our home, so he will accompany mother here,” Clarida explained while moving on.

“Stay ma'am, Ziya was worried about leaving her own mother at home,” Naziya looked at the mother who opened the refrigerator and took a piece of papaya.

“You alone? Is it okay?” ask Farida while giving the piece of fruit to the Nazis.

“Ziya already nothing ma'am, though well... Disappointed it is still here sometimes,” he said while pointing to the left of his chest.

Farida smiled simply, “You're an adult, son. Let ... That will be a valuable lesson for you,” Farida feeds pieces of papaya into the mouth of the Nazis.

Farida reminisced about the past, making her tears drip. “If your father is still with us, he will definitely be proud of you, Ziya!”

While the sky that afternoon felt very contrasted with the mood of the two, so shahdu. How touching.

“Naziya, Arjuna will make you happy, I believe it!”