When He Was Sick
#30
"Let's just say it, I'm talking honestly. Than Azzura's later in the other person's room, I don't want that." Said Azzam staring softly at Azzura.
"Better, we'll have breakfast first. Poor thing this food will be cold later." Umi Aisyah said, they sat on their respective benches and devoured the food and drinks that were served at the table.
After breakfast, they follow Ibrahim's willingness to propose to Zahwa. Alex was so happy to take a walk. Abi Ismail and Umi Aisyah were in Ibrahim's car, while Azzam and Azzura and Alex were in one. Azzam deliberately invited the driver, so that he could be close to Azzura.
Shortly after, they arrived at the boarding school owned by Pak Haji Jafar. The yellow path has been curved and the tent has been installed and ornamented, even though the wedding is in another week. Why is it neat and many people have dressed up neatly. Make them confused.
"This is what the wedding is going to be?." Umi Aisyah looked around.
"Lacking the idea, Mi. We better go there, to make sure." Abi Ismail said.
"Mas, is this really the place of his future wife Ibrahim?." Azzura.
"Right, this is the place. They're coming down, let's go down." Take Azzam.
They approached one of the invited guests.
"Assalamualaikum, I'm sorry what's going on?." Ask Umi Aisyah.
"Wa'alaikumsalam, this is Eve's marriage. Because her future father-in-law is suddenly sick." Explanation of the red hijab woman.
Umi Aisyah, Abi Ismail and Ibrahim looked at each other as well as Azzam and Azzura.
In Ibrahim's heart like a big rock, his throat suddenly felt dry. Feet felt weak, he staggered too. Good thing Azzam was still behind, he was able to catch his sister's body.
"I'm late, Bang, Umi, Abi." The sound of Ibrahim.
"Patiently, Son. Maybe he's not your soul mate." Abi Ishmael calmed Ibrahim down.
"Sister..." The soft voice, the voice he longed for. He can't have.
"Sister, why?." Zahwa. Ibrahim looked at Zahwa, he felt awkward. Because Zahwa doesn't dress up like a bride.
"You're Zahwa, right?." Ibrahim.
"Yes, I'm Zahwa Kak. Brother why."
"Zahwa, I beg you not to accept the proposal of the ustadz." Abraham held Zahwa's hand.
"Sister, let go of my hand." Zahwa felt bad, only this time his hand was held by a man.
"I won't let go of you, I love you so much Zahwa."
Umi Aisyah tapped Ibrahim's ear.
"You don't hold a girl's hand." Umi Aisyah was angry.
"I don't care, I want Zahwa to marry me." Ibrahim was still holding Zahwa's hand.
"If you want to marry my son immediately, say ijab qobul immediately." Haji Jafar arrived with Ustadz Zaki.
Ibrahim was confused.
"Gee! You're dumbass, if you really want Zahwa to be your wife. You must say ijab qobul." Pak Haji Jafar patted Ibrahim on the shoulder.
"But what about..." Ibrahim glanced at Ustadz Zaki who was already dressed as a bride.
"Ooo... I just found out, brother must have misunderstood. The married one is my twin sister named Eve, maybe our name is the same in the call. So you misunderstood." Zahwa.
"So..."
"Yes, the one who got married is not me. But Eve." Eve got out of the house.
In the eyes, they are almost the same. Even though they were covered in veils, their voices were the same.
"My introduction is Eve, Zahwa's twin." Eve took both of her hands.
"Oh my God, I've been misunderstanding all this time. So embarrassed." Ibrahim rested his head on Azzam's back.
"Ck, just hide. Hurry up and say she wants to get married." Azzam encouraged Ibrahim.
In the end Ibrahim and Zahwa married, although impromptu and there was no preparation. For the dowry, Ibrahim handed over his ATM and for the ring Zahwa was wearing from Umi Aisyah. Luckily, I was wearing a ring.
"Hufh, we're finally getting married too huh. Honey, even if it's sudden. Thank God it was launched." Ibrahim rested his head on the shoulder of his newly married wife.
"Yes, honey. I also apologize, after I heard the story of the two santriwati. I immediately believed it and did not check the truth again."
"Well! now that you're married, change your rich attitude son Tk. Who always asked to be spoiled with Umi." Ledek Azzam's.
"Gee! Bang, don't make me ashamed of my wife." Ibrahim pouting.
"Haha... Tuh see Zahwa this husband is like a son Tk, anything is easily pouted."
Zahwa did not comment, he even smiled at the behavior of his brother who was humorous according to him.
"Let's rich son Tk, the important thing is I'm married. From you acute singles." Ibrahim retaliated against Azzam.
"Sory yes, you are not single anymore. Now Brother is in the process, God willing 4 more months Brother will directly edit Azzura." Azzam said confidently.
"Feel in on you, Bang. Azzura wants to marry his brother."
"Obviously dong, let alone Alex now."
"Ck, Alex isn't your son."
Bugh
"Alex son of Papa Azzam and Mama Azzura." Alex came straight to hit Ibrahim in the stomach.
"Aauww... Sick Alex, Om sorry." Ibrahim pretended to be sick.
Alex in the carrying Azzam.
"That's why don't be nosy, this is my hero." Azzam kissing cheeks padlocked Alex.
"Yes, feel it." Alex poked his tongue towards Ibrahim.
"Bang, Alex is so cute and adorable. Let Alex be with us." Zahwa clenched his hands together, like a man pleading.
"Alex wants to be with Aunt Zahwa?." Azzam turned to Alex who was still in the sling.
"No, Alex wants Papa Azzam. Alex doesn't want to be close to Om Baim, if auntie wants to be close to me I can. But have to stay at Mama Azzura's house, don't take Om Baim." Alex smiled, so happy to be surrounded by good people.
"Eh! fleas kupret, Daddy Saka find you. It's good to have my wife stay the night alone, No." Abraham hugged Zahwa.
Hearing his Daddy's name, Alex was sad and let out tears.
"I don't want to go back with them, Pah. Hix... Hix... Hicks..."
"Cups... Cup... Whiz Papa don't cry, Papa won't let them take you. You'll always be Papa and Mama's son." Azzam stroked Alex's back, then looked at Ibrahim intently. Then leave from both newlyweds.
"Alex, baby. Why?." Azzura saw Alex crying rushing over to Alex who was in Azzam's carrying.
"I want to go for a walk with Papa and Mama, yes." Look at Alex with eyes still wet.
"Yes, Son. Let's say yes, same with the others." Azzura stroking Alex's hair.
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