My Amazing Husband's
Mas Elvan Ganteng's

"Whose car is this?" Marisa asked to watch the white CR-V.

"Well, get in first, get hot." Said Elvan who was still holding the car door.

Marisa was forced to get into the car. After that Elvan closed the car door and walked towards the steering door. Then get into it.

"Whose car is this? Is it negerental?" Marisa asked suspiciously, then put on her seatbelt.

"His son, this is your car. I rarely wear it." Elvan said he started the car and drove it to the highway.

"Mas has a car? How I never saw. Where is parking? Grandpa's house doesn't seem to have a garage." Marisa kept talking while paying attention to the interior of Elvan's car.

"Bih is still a future wife, bring her into sight." Elvan glanced at Marisa. "This magazine is also a deck entrepreneur, yes although a motorcycle repair shop entrepreneur, but quite the result. Cook Galih that Mas employees can have a car, Mas whose position above him only has a motor." Said Elvan chuckling.

"Yes, too, but I really didn't know I had a car and it was this good." Marisa said she still can't believe it. "Where is parking? Did you just buy this, buy that second?" Ask Marisa.

Elvan laughed even more, not expecting Marisa to consider him an ordinary man. What happens if Marisa knows her future husband is a subsidiary of the owner of the company where she works. But he didn't want to tell Marisa the truth. He is still waiting for the right moment to reveal his true self.

"Park in the parking lot, later after we get married, I'll take you there." Elvan said with a smile towards Marisa and then focused again on the street in front of her.

"Everything I don't know about you?" Marisa asked seriously. He wanted to know more about the man he hoped would be a friend of life forever.

Elvan pulled the car over. Not much Marisa knows about him. Is this a good time to tell him?.

"If you were poor, would you accept me?" Elvan stared at Marisa. Her beautiful shining eyes showed a seriousness.

"Mas, I don't see anyone from Mas's treasure, because I think wealth is like a wheel, going up and down. So if the mas is at the bottom even though, I will still accompany the mas, regardless of the direction of the wheel. We'll climb together and head to the top with Mas." Marisa said no less seriously.

"If you were rich, what would you do?" Elvan asked still with her sharp gaze.

"As long as it's halal, I'll still be grateful, but if it's haram. We better end up here." Said Marisa who was now down. He kept playing his fingertips. There is a feeling of disappointment that seeps in its heart, but is not suudzon is not good. He also tried to get the bad thoughts out of his head.

"Later after marriage you will know the answer, but mas make sure everything Mas has is halal, because Mas works hard to get it." Said Elvan, who is now re-applying his car.

The journey to the tomb is indeed far away, plus congestion that began to occur in some points of the city.

"Mas, how old is Mas really?" Ask Marisa who is now looking at the face of the man who is focused on the wheel.

"Why? Does it look old?" Asked Elvan who occasionally glanced at Marisa and then refocused with his steering wheel, because the density of the vehicle made him have to stay focused.

"No, it looks like I'm still young, I think maybe twenty-five years, but Mas already has his own business. Must be working really hard." Said Marisa who was now leaning on the car seat while tilting her body towards Elvan.

Elvan chuckled, "Mas isn't as young as you might have guessed anyway, emmmm two years older than you mentioned earlier" he replied.

"Yes, he is young." Marisa continued to watch Elvan driving. "Mas Elvan is handsome." Marisa said unconsciously. Either he was daydreaming or why, but he just kept staring at Elvan.

"What's? Really? So you're now again seduced Mas?" Elvan asked, now focused on Marisa because the car had stopped at a red light.

"No. Who is seduced?" Marisa said evasive. He immediately got up and sat back neatly and threw his face out of the glass left door.

"That's why you said handsome mas." Elvan. "Look here dong, why look there?" Elvan asked with a smile.

"Yes, his name is also a male Mas, but Mas wants me to say beautiful." Marisa.

"Yes don't want to, but try saying it again dong." Elvan Pinta

Tin.tin.....

The horn sound of the car behind their car is quiet. Elvan saw the traffic lights had changed color. He immediately stepped on the gas pedal.

"It's very sad for them." Said Elvan grumbling.

While Marisa chuckles, she pura does not hear Elvan's grunts.

Before arriving at the burial site, Marisa asks Elvan to stop by at a florist. They bought a bouquet of flowers for Elvan. And continue their journey because the sun is getting hotter.

Elvan takes Marisa to her mother's grave.

"Assalamu'alaikum Bun, today Elvan came to bring the future daughter-in-law of the Mother. Her name's Marisa, pretty, isn't she Bun?" He said on a dry earth mound. It was as if he was talking to his mother.

"Assalamualaikum Mother. I'm Marisa, may Mother be there with God in the most beautiful place." Marisa said while putting down the bouquet of flowers they had brought earlier.

"Aamiin's." Elvan answered, and they smiled the same.

Elvan and Marisa also read the letter of Alfatehah and Yaasin. Sending it as the most beautiful gift for the mother. Then they came home as the sun grew stinging.

"Mas, Mas Elvan will already know me with Mother, when will Mas Elvan know me with Daddy mas?" Ask Marisa who is sitting in the car.

"Emmm. That's.." Elvan scratched softly at the back of his head that did not feel itchy.

Marisa looked at Elvan, waiting for Elvan's answer questioningly.

"That's.. Emm... After ijab kabul." Elvan said a little doubtfully.

"Why is it?" Marisa asked a little disappointed.

"Mas doesn't know if he has time. He's a very busy man." Answer Elvan flat.

"Mas, just once mas, please.." Marisa blinked her eyes with both of her palms sticking together. Begged.

Elvan has given up. He was defeated by Risa's facial expression when pleading. For the first time Marisa begged him plus her expression that looks funny according to Elvan. Elvan smiled, ruffling Marisa's hair.

"Yes, I'll do it, but I don't promise." Elvan said he drove his car out of the cemetery.

Elvan is now sitting in her car, after driving Marisa to the front door of the boarding house. Elvan took her phone, found her Papa's contact number. Then looking at her for quite a while, after arranging her heart she touched the call button on her phone.

"Hello El." Greet Erwin after answering Elvan's call.

"Assalamu'alaikum Pa." Elvan said salutations.

"Waalaikumsalam El, what's wrong?" Ask Mr. Erwin.

"Risa wants to see Papa, when is there time?" Elvan said without further ado.

"Papa is busy at the end of this El, you know it's a few more days and all must be done, if you want to meet in the office it's okay, Marisa lives in Papa's room right. You can come later." Said Mr. Erwin.

"Marisa doesn't know who Papa really is, and I don't want to come to Papa's office." Elvan said firmly.

"Emm, well then tomorrow we'll have dinner at eight with Marisa, yes, you pick the place." Said Mr. Erwin

"Hmmm. Make sure Papa comes tomorrow. Assalamu'alaikum." Elvan.

"Getishalight."

Elvan turned off his phone and drove his car to the garage.

***

"Why bro?" Ask Galih when he saw Elvan sitting daydreaming in his workshop office chair.

"When you think Marisa knows who I am, will she be angry?" Said Elvan looking at his best friend who was now sitting in front of him.

"Emmm.. I think he'll understand, even if it might be a bit of a shock." Galih

"I hope he understands my situation." Said Elvan lethargicly.

seriate....