Sold For Marriage

6.Look at what I witness, my brother

ZYNAH

So, from what I know of from staying here for around four days I think, the Raazi company which is Nazrudin's grandfather's company is the most richest in the country.

Andddddd, my family's company which is named Aabad company, is on par with it and rivals with it.

And looking at the family now, they are now sitting in the dining room with glasses untouched still full if water and papers across everywhere.

It is neither a lunch time nor a dinner now but in fact if you must know, it is breakfast time. Well, more earlier than breakfast time. Yeap in the break of dawn.

And here I am, yawning the heck out of my life rubbing my own eyes. I, I mean, we, just finished praying Fajr. With Nazrudin becoming the imam and boy, I must say he's really good. But instead of going back to sleep, here we are sitting and staring at the glass of water. Well they are the ones not me.

"So where shall we begin?" Uncle Khairan aka Nazrudin's father asks.

"Well, I called Rohanna last night about her" Aunt Nadya said. "She asks us if we can meet them today"

Rohanna is my biological mother right? Reversing my memory, yes she is my mother.

"Should we give her for free?"

"Darling! I am greatly disappointed in you!" she hits uncle from the tone of his. And he chuckles.

"If you're done having your lovers' quarrel, can we please go back to discuss?" Nazrudin groans, covering his eyes.

Aunt Nadya hushes him "Oh Muhammad Nazrudin Ilyas bin Khairan Abdullah! You will be like this when you have a wife!"

"Well if you live long enough" Uncle Khairan pips in.

"Dad!" Nazrudim shouts in fluster. He sits again and cross his arms. Head looking down.

Everyone laughs including me. Well, I do a silent laugh.

"So Zynah?" Aunt Nadya looks at me with a smile. "Do you want to meet your parents?"

I look at them and then change to my lap. If I go back there, will I stay there? But for Allah's sake, their my family. My real family.

Nazrudin slides a photo in front on the table. Looking at him nodding at me, I take the photo into my shaky hands.

"They are your parents and I can assure you, they are different than the ones last time" he said kindly with eyes staring straight into my head. Not that I can see it, but I can feel it.

The photo of my biological family brings me to tears. Because no matter what, I can't stop looking and thinking about them.

All these time, I thought my unbiological parents are my biological parents which I have to held on for a long time and here we are.

Stroking my mother in the photo, I let a tear down. What does she feel when I was gone? From what I heard, I've been missing from 4 years old. And that is the most saddest thing ever.

I silent myself. And Nazrudin speaks, "If you're not ready, we can visit them next time"

And I immediately shake my head in deny. I made up my mind that I will visit them. Who knows? They might be dying to see me. Obviously they are.

I give the photo to Nazrudin.

"Well we will visit them later at lunch" Uncle Khairan order.

And all of us nod and disperse to do whatever we have to do. Aunt Nadya goes into the kitchen with the chefs to cook breakfast and Uncle Khiaran goes to his office for work while Alia goes back to her room to get ready for work.