Friends Towards Heaven
Said Asla' Muazzam

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My biggest regret point was when I decided to stay away, but in the end I will look for you as well. At that time, I no longer found you.*

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I looked myself in front of the mirror.

Today I am wearing a baby pink dress with a bridal white hijab.

I just polish my face with thin powder then lipgloss to make it seem not too pale.

Don't forget my panda eyes are still clearly visible.

Because I haven't had time to rest.

Just now I lay down and pamper myself on the balcony chair, umi has told me to prepare to be ready to face someone who knows who. What is clear is that he really does not understand the situation and conditions.

Caca just came home, just relaxed from the rules of asthma when the heart of the body should work even more extra to face this reality?

I grumbled in my heart.

"Corsec."

I saw Umi standing behind the door of my room.

"Ca, let's go down."

Umi turned.

" His guest has arrived?"

I'm starting to not calm down.

"Udah ca, it was 15 minutes ago instead. Nightdreaming huh?"

Umi teases. I just smiled thinly.

"Umi first aja, later caca nyulus umi into the living room ya."

I want to stabilize my heart rate clean first.

"Now, not for long, son. They're waiting for you."

I'm patting. Umi closed my room door.

"Aduuuuh, this is what God is. Caca has to say what god is.."

I jumped up and bit my finger.

I paced back and finally stood in front of the mirror.

I inhaled a deep breath later on,

"Okay, let's get out."

I ventured. I held the doorknob very slowly and then pressed it down so as not to make a sound.

I put my ear out the door. There was laughter coming from the living room.

I put my foot out of the room

"Bisszillah."

I'm stabilizing the heart.

The only hope that comes is bang fathan.

Ah, let's not expect more.

I kept my feet up with the face I put down.

I really don't dare to look at the situation right now.

Instantly, the laughter I heard turned silent as I was on the last two steps.

"Ma shay god. Your son is beautiful nafisha." It sounds like a woman maybe her age is praising me.

Is this not excessive? I'm going down. Then how try that mother know what I'm beautiful instead.

"Sit here, baby."

I followed abi's instructions to sit me between umi and abi.

I still looked down and did not dare to see who was coming.

I don't smell the smell of bang fathan.

I remember the scent of perfume.

Or, has Jonathan changed perfume?

After being comfortable in a sitting position, Umi spoke. The mother who praised me spoke

"Don't keep dong dong dear, look who's coming."

I was wrong about it.

I raised my face slowly as I was sure the position of the man was right in front of me at this moment.

I saw him slowly, and?

One second

Two seconds.

Deg

Huh huh?

Whys?

Azzam's sister?

He smiled looking at me.

"Sir azzam?"

My mouth spoke suddenly without being told.

"Alhamdulillah Caca still remembers brother." I swallowed the saliva when I found out the man who was going to propose to me was azzam's sister. Said asla ' muazzam.

The man who once taught me the rhythms and readings of arrahman.

The man who has mastered half the contents of the Qur'an, the man who is able to anesthetize the akhwat with his smile that mengeduhnya and now the man is here.

In my house. Impersonated me.

Then wonder why try azzam kak choose me to be the candidate? In fact, he is very religious, memorization has been 15 juz and many more are the special features of this one product.

He should have chosen a woman who is sholehah, akhwat veiled, hafizhah 30 juz.

I am not the one whose religion fits this hot, where do not use the veil anymore.

Memorandum has not sampled 10 juz. How could I be anyway?

"Darling, how dumb?"

I was awakened by umi.

It turned out that I was gawking since realizing that in front of me this was azzam's brother.

"Not umi."

I'm down again.

"Just go ahead, Mr. Azmi, our arrival here is not without purpose.

I, as the father of darj azzam, want to make a point.

Let me represent our son to propose to Mr. Azmi's daughter. Isn't that mom?"

He asked the woman who praised me.

Then he nodded, uh, the mother smiled.

My heart was racing very hard.

"Look, son, must be confused is not why so soon.

I also do not know why Azzam wants to speed up the time to perfect his religion. But what is clear is that good work is certainly not good to postpone, right? Problem work, azzam has become the successor to his father in managing boarding school. So aisha doesn't need to worry about the problem of living."

The mother I don't know whose name it is continues the words of her father azzam.

Silent.

A few moments seemed to give me time to answer.

"How's ca?"

Azzam made me misbehave.

This time the tone is more friendly than the previous speaker.

"Eee, how are you."

I twisted the tip of my hijab.

"Mr, mother, azzam's sister.

If Caca asks for time, can't he? Caca thinks Caca can't answer that now. Sorry caca sir, ma'am, sis."

I bowed because I felt guilty

"Ma shay god. A very wise decision. That's how we should be Azmi sir. Think before making a decision. Moreover, this is an act that does not play."

A positive welcome from his father, Azzam.

I saw the water his face changed but he kept smiling and nodding his head a sign that it was okay to wait.

"Haha. yes sir.

Caca is like that. Especially it's urgent."

Abi also laughed.

"For that, how long can I tell my sister to wait?"

Azzam spoke to me. I looked at the Umi daj abi but they only fell on me.

"Hmmm, if Caca asks for a month can not brother?"

I dare not stare at a black bead belonging to brother azzam.

"Oh, of course, ca, means you're here in a month."

Azzam smiled kindly.

After talking and stale, finally the family azzam pamit.

I am relieved and can breathe more freely.

"dw, abi. Caca go upstairs first. Caca's head hurts." I really haven't been able to digest what just happened.

"Dear, you need to rest."

Abi kissed my forehead.

I went upstairs and took off all the clothes and replaced them with sleeping pajamas.

I don't know, it all feels confusing.

I fell asleep under all the circumstances that I had not been able to finish.

Fathan pov's

My mind hasn't calmed down since I got a phone call from Abi.

Abi said that today someone came to ask for my charm to be a perfecter of his faith, a counterbalance to his steps.

I don't know what answer my girl will give me to answer a proposal from a man who is definitely not me.

I keep trying to think positively, hopefully everything that happens is the best in the eyes of God.

I stared quietly out the window.

The clock shows at 10 p.m.

I keep on being in my heart.

"Not slept? Think what the hell?"

This woman is standing next to me.

I'm down.

"No, no."

"I'm first."

I shuffled towards the room.

Cacaa, forgive brother.