MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER
SN 8
“Faisal, stop joking.” Unknowingly Zalfa's face reddens. Remember when she was in a car with her future husband. He remembered Faisal's gaze and his gentle voice until he established the heart that Faisal could be a good priest for him. But Arkhan's shadow made him come back grim. “This is not our problem, but your parents.”
Faisal's memory was flashed back when he introduced Zalfa to his Father and Mother. Both of them looked very happy, even his mother had kissed the hijab over Zalfa's forehead as a form of affection.
A year ago Faisal came to Zalfa's hometown to open a business. And the hometown bears silent witness to Zalfa's encounter with Faisal, until they fall in love and have an agreement with each other to get to the marriage stage.
After going through many stories and mature thoughts, Jakarta is now a focus of hope for Zalfa to later live with Faisal. Living happily in building a household, having sons and daughters who are salih and salihah. Together educate the offspring with full sincerity.
Feeling the green light from prospective in-laws, Zalfa decided to continue his studies in Jakarta and start a new life there. Until now he has graduated from college, Jakarta became the focus of his life. It was all about Faisal's idea. Zalfa sold the house and everything he owned in the village and replaced it by buying a house in the Jakarta area. Also opened a small restaurant.
“They need to know who I really am. That I am an orphan born from the womb of an unmarried woman,” continued Zalfa Iirih. “If they knew that, would they still open their hands as wide as now to welcome me as a potential son-in-law? I didn't feel calm before it was all open. I want them to know not just from my mouth. But me and you.”
“Don't worry about that. We do not need to discuss your past, your origins are only the past and do not need to be revealed. We just have to look to the future. That is me and you, who will merge into us.”
“Your parents must have asked me where I came from, who my parents were, and more.”
“Better they know from us, than know later and from unaccountable sources.”
“Why are you worrying too much about it. We have a God who can lead us down the easy path, right? Don't worry, baby!”
Zalfa. Not only that was what Zalfa wanted to talk to Faisal about, but also about the incident at the hotel. Zalfa will say it when they meet later.
Bbrrrttkkh….
The phone slipped and fell into the side seat when Zalfa caught a glimpse of a shadow passing in front of his car, slamming the steering wheel to the side. But the muzzle of the car felt hit something before the tires had time to avoid the figure in front.
Oh my God, Zalfa hit something. The figure who crossed the road recklessly and hurriedly caused Zalfa to be shocked and nervous. Unfortunately, Zalfa only realized he had slammed the steering wheel to the right when he found himself curled up in a dented car after a BMW car hit his car hard from the back. The noise sounded loud and horrible. Zalfa's body was swayed in a swirling car driven by BMW.
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