Chapter 3

In busy managing my eldest brother, Taufiq Ahmad, my phone sounded loud. I purposely limit the volume so I can hear it when the guest meets the tent space. I said,

"Waalaikumussalam." I responded

"I do, when I wait for it. From the dock was busy taking pictures. There is something to ask for. " Marha in the line. I just smile.

After finishing my conversation I sat in front of Marha and her family.

"Yer, my darling. What's so important? "I asked.

"Well, this is my invitation card. On next month. I want to grind and pluck the henna for me. Can you? "Tanya Marha while handing over the invitation card.

"Owh, the henna story looks. I do not know what to do but I need to asked my mother, because she's do it. "I smiled cleft.

"Okay, I've called you. Ha, my brother, Mirza send you a greeting. He can not come because there is a course in Sabah. "I just nodded. Marha and her family asked for permission to go home.

My alliance's convention is almost over. The presence of guests began to decline. I'm getting tired off the empty cabin. Fitrah too. Tired unpredictable.

"Fitrah, did Marha invite you in her wedding? "I asked

"Invite. Ready to tell me again. "

"We're the same. I have to wear her henna and stay at her home until the end."

"Wow, great. Please apply some henna to me also. Should we sleep at her home. Do we go alone or have some pick up? "

"Yes, Fitrah. We need to stay 2 or 3 night there. Marha said his brother came home. He did not even send drivers. It's not going to get us plastered. "

"Okey. deal. But when back to klang, let my father bring us home. It's shame if Marha elder brother sends us. Can you?

Nia just nodded in agreement with her reserve.

After finishing cleaning the house, washing all the pots and the like I deserve to clean myself and pray the maghrib. Similarly with my family members.

"Mom, Marha wants to make her henna for her wedding feast. Well, me and Fitrah should sleep at home until the ceremony is over. It's that okey with you,mom?

"No problem. You can sleep there but, smart enough to take it. Know the bounds of social and respectful hosts. "Mother's remind. I smile.

"I got the room first. Need to message Marha. "My mother nodded and smiled.

Arriving in the room I reached my cellphone and then contacted Marha.

"Assalamualaikum." I said as soon as my call responded

"Waalaikummussalam."

"Its Marha's phone?" I asked a little nervous

"It's Marha's phone, but Marha is under the same mama and dad. Nia, it Mirza. Marha's brother"

"Owh. "My reply was relief.

"Is there something to you wants to talk about? You can tell. "

"Henna. Mom's said, she can do it. I will help Marha to apply the henna. But who will take me later. Your house in Sementa right? I do not know the way there."I said

"You do not need to worry. I will pick up you and Fitrah later." Mirza replied with a smile

"Ha?" I was surprised

"Nia, You do not want to pick me up??" asked Mirza in a disappointed tone.

"No. Er, i'm shy. "

"If you're shy, I'll send you a driver to pick you up. Okay?"

I smiled for relief. "Okay."

"Nia, i demand." Tanya Mirza

"Request? If i can fulfill, insyaallah. Says it. "My reply

"Can I call or sms you?"

Gulp. Suddenly my throat is sore. I'm mad. I was silent for a long time.

"Nia, .." called Mirza softly.

"Yes. If it does not disturb you. "My reply.

"Thank you, dear," Mirza said, turning off the line.

I'm just confused with the words that just greeted my ears. My heart beat fast. Then I closed my eyes. Just 5 minutes to close the eye of the phone bordered with a new message received. Then I opened;

Thanks, Nia. Now the driver will pick you up and please bring your baju kurung pink color. If no, please carries a red or white color. But you must have brought pink dress.

"The color that I like also she told me to take it." I murmured. Then I reply,

Okay. : P

I prayed before bedridden. keep on dreaming state.