The Bujang Lapuk
Ending

A legitimate voice echoed in the living room of Fadhil's house. Of two witnesses. His father is Za and also Mr. irsyad. Intentionally not inviting many guests. Only a few close relatives and also some neighbors so that in the future does not cause slander with the closeness of Safira and Alex. The most moving moment when Safira sungkem on Fadhil. Sapphira even to the point of sobbing considering the journey of his life for 25 years is well guarded by the brother of his father. He is hardly like an uncle. But the affection given by Fadhil like his own father.

Safita shifted to her mother. Although there are not many stories with the mother, but the woman who made it in this world.

"I'm sorry Safira, Ma."

Lany nodded while shrinking the corner of her eyes. "Be a good wife. Obey your husband."

"Yes, Ma."

That happy day was not allowed to be filled with tears. They stopped the crying show. Although not holding a party, but did not reduce the happiness on the faces of Safira and Alex. Some of the photos they took with a simple background made impromptu last night. Za even got less sleep to prepare for Sapphira's wedding.

"Mi, thanks for everything, yeah." Safira hugged Za.

"Either. Good luck," said Za.

No more than an hour of Safira's wedding ceremony has been completed. As short as he wants. He just needs his status with Alex immediately legitimately as husband and wife. Although he can make a party with his own money, but Safira wants to appreciate Alex who just got a job after being impoverished by his parents. Maybe even Alex did not ask permission of his parents when he was going to marry her. Let it be, he'll think about it later.

"Fir, sorry, I haven't been able to throw a party yet" Alex said as they ate together on the back porch.

"I don't need a party, Lex."

"But I don't feel good about your family."

Safira. He knew Alex needed a tremendous fight when he was going to propose to him last night. Even he had to muster up his guts admitting his mistake in front of Aunt Sarah. Not to mention after today, maybe Alex's identity will be revealed in his extended family. Sapphira had to strengthen her heart if only she would get bulllyan because marrying someone indirectly had caused them to lose a family member.

"Dad! How come you're now near Kak Safira continues?" Alif came in with his innocent apron.

"Dad…."Alex lost the word to answer Alif's question.

"Dad was married to Safira. Like Papa and Mama. So it can be close." Za continued Alex's words. "Al same Mama yes, the same father Sis Safira again eat." Za invites Alif back into the house.

In the afternoon, Alex reveals his intention to take Sapphira to his rented house. In front of Fadhil, Za, Lany and Aunt Sarah. Although with a little awkward because he could not buy a house for his new family.

"This house is still enough to be occupied by several families. But if you really want to live apart, you can stay at aunt Za's house. He told me the same Om Fadhil. You can occupy it. Budget rent can be saved to buy a house later," suggested Fadhil.

The two newlyweds were silent. Safira could have bought a cash house because he still had savings from his father's legacy. A few months ago he even got the main house payment money from Fadhil. But just like the previous reason, he did not want to offend Alex.

"It's okay, Mom. It is my duty to give a place to live for my wife" Alex replied, declining Fadhil's advice.

Fadhil's gaze now turned to Safira. "Where, Fir? Ready to join your husband live in a rented house?"

"Yes, Om," sahut Safira sure. How not sure. Even he was the first to express his feelings there was Alex. Her ado is sweet fruit. Even though he got a rejection.

"Yes already. Later if you do not feel at home, the door of this house is always open to you," said Fadhil next.

Sapphira went to pack her clothes. But his steps stopped when his mother called.

"Safira how about you guys just stay with Mama?"

"Ma, didn't Mama herself say that Sapphira had to obey her husband?"

"Yes. But for this one thing, Mama beg you guys."

"No way, Ma. We also have to study independently. The time is already married still have to hitchhike," said Safira bluntly.

"You're not hitchhiking, Fir. That's your house too."

"Ma, please. Please respect our decision. Besides Alex's rented house isn't far from Mama's, anyway,"

Sapphira remained in his stance. He went into his room to pick up clothes as necessary.

They also had to let Safira into Alex's car after saying goodbye. And the vehicle drove away from the courtyard of the house. Although there is a sense of unbearability in each person who drove them to the yard.

"Dil!" call Lany when they want to go back inside the house. Fadhil turned his body.

"Thank you," said the woman tearfully. "Thank you for taking Safira to this point."

Fadhil nodded. "I did what I should have done."

Lany rubbed the corner of her eyes with the back of her hand and tried to comment on the smile. "OK. I'm gonna go home, okay?" said later.

"No, Ma'am. Lany's sister is still her mother and can't be replaced by anyone."

Lany said goodbye to Aunt Sarah. Then drive back with his car back home.

"Bak Lany is a little different, huh, Mas?" chirp Za as they arrive inside the house.

"What's different?" ask Fadhil.

"It's softer than before."

"The original character is back probably."

"Ooh, so she's originally soft, huh? The one who knows Lany's nature the most?"

Fadhil rubbed Za's face violently. "The most jealous when you've discussed the past." said anxious.

"Yes.who knows with the return of the original nature of the former, the sense will bloom back and invite bukber," said Za deliberately muddy the atmosphere.

"Kok bukber?"

"Yes, a reunion."

"Haiyah wants to leave now followed by Al. Alula in a minute."

"Oo, so if there's a chance could be a reunion?"

"Already! It's already! Alula was crying and arguing here" said Aunt Sarah, who was holding her baby.

Za took Lula from Aunt Sarah's sling and went back into the room to give breast milk.

"Dad!" call Fadhil while inching closer to Za who sat on her back on the bed rest.

"Hm."

"Still a long time, huh?"

"What?"

"Nephase?"

"God! Just a week, Mom. You wanna follow along. Safira was with Alex the first night?"

Fadhil chuckled as he approached the face of the baby who was sucking the source of his life.

"Lula, Papa asked for a little, dong."

"Mas, you are far and wide if you can't hold back" Za grumbled.

"OKs. Alright. You told me, you know."

"Eeh, it's not. Go anywhere again. Back here!" Za patted the left side of the bed.

Fadhil laughed softly. "It's old, Za. Who wants to be the same."

"Tua but it's a lot of money. There must be a lot of people" replied Za. Because she had seen absolutely no change in her husband's face after these five years. It is he who is experiencing change. Especially if it is not her body that is growing in bloom.

"More tomorrow if Lula is an adult, someone will keep sleeping on her, her face will not be as cool as last night, yes," said Za.

"Emang yeremin last night? No, not just ordinary."

"But Alex guguo knows. Look at me firmly so. Not tomorrow, okay?"

"Yes. If you are still of age."

"Cong you say that? Don't like it!"

Fadhil held Za, who always refused if alluding to the separation that became an inevitability. "I love you!" he said as he landed his lips on Za's forehead while holding a puddle in his eyes.