"A marriage! What do I need with another marriage, Dad?" Anisa said, her voice a tangle of confusion. đŻ
"Daughter, you can't be alone like this forever. We won't be here forever either. I'm afraid⌠afraid of you being alone," her father said, his gaze deep with concern.
"Butâ" Anisa began, only to be gently interrupted by her mother. đŹ
"Dear⌠please, just listen to the details we've found," her mother said softly.
"Alright⌠go ahead, then," Anisa replied in a low voice, the tremor in her heart unmistakable. đ
"The prospective groom's name is Hasan. He's a pilot. A very good, steady man," her father started.
"His family consists of his mother and a younger sister. His father passed away when he was young, but his mother successfully built up the family business he left behind. So they are well-settled, a comfortable family." đ¤Ż
Anisa listened in silence. Inside, she could feel memories of Zayan slowly resurfacing.
"Hmm⌠so you've already arranged everything, haven't you?" she asked with a hint of bitter smile. đ
"No, dear. We've only had preliminary discussions. Your decision is what matters," her mother quickly clarified.
"Daughter, just think about it. There's no rush. Consider it and then let us know your decision," her father added, trying not to pressure her. đ
Anisa took a deep breath. Though a storm of emotions clashed within her heart, she knew she couldn't shatter her parents' hopes.
"Alright, Dad⌠I'll think about it," she said, making her voice sound firm.
But in her mind, the real question, who she was actually thinking about,remained frustratingly unanswered. đ