Not as Beautiful as Nur Laela's Dream
With A Man

Nizam was still standing in front of the wardrobe, looking up at the top side of the closet. There Laela's pink suitcase was supposed to be stored, but it was the same, it was empty.

Laela had left with her belongings, Laela really wanted to leave Nizam It is true said the mother, if the Woman has been within the limits of her patience in facing Nizam. Husband who never considered and accepted his presence from the beginning.

For a moment Nizam was still looking up.

The legs began to retreat backward, limp the body when it realized this event is true. Throwing away his body as his feet grabbed the bed, he sat down with both shoulders down, drowning.

The answer will be Laela immediately asked by the family, then the accountability with the above how?

He again felt a blow on his shoulder, "You are Zam Zdalim, you are a thief with your wife."

Annisa approached her mother trying to figure out, her sister even fell silent without a word. "Patience mom! We'll find Laela together!"

"Why do you live in Bengong Zam? Responsibility! Find Laela right now!" Mother again lays a blow on Nizam's shoulder.

"Where are you looking, ma'am?" Nizam just lifted his head, a sad look like a person asking for help.

"You're looking anywhere." The panic of my mother is not gone.

"Why did you call his family? Maybe you're home?" Fortunately there was still Annisa who was thinking coldly between the two people who were just as panicked.

"What time did you meet Laela?" Mom is facing Annisa.

"Abis magrib I'm straight out." Annisa.

"Aren't you seeing Laela?" Nizams.

Nisa nodded, "Yes earlier, I think it was the time she wanted to leave, but instead lied to say she was told to ask the mother for celery leaves. That's just the reason he's sure."

"Hell, my goodness." Clap his own forehead. "Why don't you think when you look at her clothes?"

"Yes Zam, Laela put on her nice shirt, neat."

"Switch, I'm so bod0h!" Curse yourself.

"Udah, you're calling her family now, ask Laela what's up yet?" Mother.

"I'm ashamed mom!" Nizam with a down. What to tell his wife's family later.

"That's your own shame! Let me just." Mom started walking out of the room.

Start calling Laela's mother's number. But the face is getting pias only when the answer there is not as expected. Laela has not yet arrived at her parents' house.

"Find Laela Zam! Find Laela!"

"Yes ma'am." Rushing in motion may have regained consciousness.

Out of the house started riding his motorcycle. Some people try to say hello and ask why Nizam left just like that when the new shala was about to start.

Not answering, Nizam just honked. He was in such a hurry, more when he felt the wind blowing coldly sign of rain going down. He had to find his wife before that.

While there.

Laela had been sheltering in an empty house, when the rain had approached her place of standing. Fear haunts, especially when a loud noise hits the sky.

There is regret in my heart, why go at a time like this? I hope Nizam looks for him.

Hand ransacked his sling bag, looking for a communication device. He should have called his brother earlier, asked to be picked up from his in-laws' house.

DUARR.....

A huge lightning bolt struck, making Laela reflexively cover her ears with both hands.

Ciii....

A motorbike stopped suddenly and took shelter in front of the terrace of the empty house. He was driven by a man who had just opened his helmet.

Laela just kept her head down. The movement on that side was only caught by the tail of his eyes. Slowly he began to humble himself, hoping to be invisible to the man.

DUARR....

though the man there clearly saw his whereabouts since then.

The man stepped up, getting closer to make Laela's guts shriek, the crouching body increasingly made dwarf. May it be invisible, her do'nya.

" You.. Laela, right?"

That sound? It seems he knows. But who and where? Laela was too afraid to raise her head, even more down hoping for her figure to be invisible.

" You scared? Hehehe,…"

"Laela, it's me, Rizky your brother's friend. Don't be afraid, we're almost married!" Rizky tries to keep saying hello and seems to want to tell that the girl is not alone.

DUARR....

Hah, the lightning again sounded startling and made Laela again jolted. The door creaking sounded, "La, you're still going inside! Not too cold."

Laela began to raise her head, the light beam from the man's cell phone flashlight dazzled the eyes.

"Laela, here!" I won't do anything! I'm afraid I'll beat your family if you get scuffed." Rizky said again reassuringly.

Laela began to rise up and walk not forgetting to drag her suitcase, still assisted by lighting from Rizki's phone.

The man is seen shaking a chair, trying to test the strength of whether it is still worth sitting on or not.

" You sit here!" Still decent, the man showed the chair to Laela.

" Thank you, brother!" The first word from Laela was quite a relief for Rizky, at least the girl was already not too afraid of him.

The man came back to shake a bench.

Laela also took the phone in it tried to contact her sister's mobile number, unfortunately heavy rain like a curtain to cover the signal to make the phone difficult to connect.

" I've sent a message to your brother, let's wait." Rizkiy.

Stiffness and keki that's how Laela feels right now. His fingers continued to move over the screen,

🗨" Brother help me!"

🗨" pick up!"

Laela could only send a message to her brother, whether later when people there read it.

Breath in the person who just read the message. This was predictable before, but I never thought it would happen sooner. Just over a month later, their relationship should still be warm.

Until finally the flashlight came on.

" Don't turn on your hp flashlight, we use the lighting from my phone first. Later if my cellphone dies just use your cellphone. We don't know when the rain will stop. We also don't know until when my phone can survive."

The length of the width that Rizki had spoken was only answered by a nod of the head by Laela.

For a few moments of silence without further conversation.

" I don't think you're going to refuse our first match."

Laela simply smiled in response, If only she could want to stay away from this man.

He was not unconscious, since the matchmaking this man always noticed him other than others. Not as a friend of her lover, I don't know what that look means.

But clearly Novia was once jealous of him, requiring him to keep away, hoping for no more chance even for a rumor among them.

" I have never rejected our marriage. I don't mind if I marry you either."

" Sister has Novia."

" If she wasn't among us, would you still want to continue the Marriage?"