Friends Towards Heaven
Acceptable

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Love you don't have to ask where love goes

It is just an image building that has now faded.

Pour the rubble away let's toast.

Tell me about our story, to my tears that are flowing.

Why love incarnates stories in the past and becomes a sad story full of grief.

I have not forgotten you, for the gentle seduction of your tongue has called me by the humming and beautiful words.

Through a helping hand, fighting with the waves that grabbed me was sinking.

You fucked with a kiss of night wanderings.

But where the light of your eyes dwells.

(Al athlal-Umi kulsum)

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Fathan pov's.

I am ready for my clothes.

So too with my mom and my tadpole cousin.

Among all of us, I was the only one dressed in dark.

While all dressed in white with a combination of batik.

"Are you ready, papa?"

Papa's question made me grieve again.

"This is god pa."

We got in the car and started traveling to my house.

"May tonight the universe witness the fruit of our earnestness and patience. Tonight I will keep my promise to your brother."

The car drove quietly.

Aisha pov.

I looked myself in front of the mirror.

Dark navy is the theme I am choosing right now. My hijab is milk brown.

Whoever comes later, I will accept it with sincerity.

I will devote my love and seek the pleasure of Allah on him.

I hope this is the best for him and for me.

Cklek.

My bedroom door is open.

I found Umi smiling at me.

Spontaneous I stand.

"Have you reached the guest?"

Umi's previous experience will come to pick me up when the suitor has sat in my guest seat.

"Ah no dear, sit down."

I followed the instructions from Umi.

"What's up, umi?"

I asked umi.

Umi rubbed my cheek gently.

"You're beautiful."

I smiled knot.

"When you're married, don't break with your husband. As long as it hints at goodness, do it sincerely."

I nodded in understanding.

I will treat my husband well

عن عبد الله بن عمرو ان رسول الله صلي الله عيه وسلم قال : الدنيا متاع وخير متاعها المرأة الصالحة

⁇ From Abdillah ibn 'Amr, indeed the Prophet said; the world is a jewel, and the best of jewels is a godly wife

I will seek as much reward.

"Umi down first yes dear, later if umi misscall caca means the guest has arrived yes."

I nodded steadily.

My heart is no longer stubborn as it was first proposed by azzam's brother.

I tried to calm down and accept all the provisions from Him.

About ten minutes I waited, umi kisscall me.

"It's time I go downstairs."

I stood up and opened the door.

Just like the previous state of the proposal, I heard laughter from the living room.

But I didn't hear a compliment like her parents said, Azzam.

I also lowered my head.

Exactly the same as before.

I sat in the middle of the Umi and abi.

Actually I smelled bang fathan's perfume and it made me claustrophobic when I remembered it.

"Just go ahead, Azmi, we're used to it."

Wait a minute, I'm no stranger to this voice.

"I, as the father of my son, want to convey our purpose and purpose here. I represent my son to propose your daughter as my son-in-law, the wife of my son."

I traced my mind.

I'm really no stranger to this voice and this accent.

"How's ca.?"

It's a sound

That's mama's voice.

I'm looking.

And,

One second, one second,

Two seconds.

I covered my mouth with both palms.

God what is this, God.

I really can't believe this.

In front of me sat a man who wanted to propose to me, he.

Her.

He is brother.

He is bang fathan. My brother's.

I shed tears and covered my face because of my crying.

Feelings of happiness and happiness mixed into one.

Is this the result of my sincerity and patience all this time, O Allah?

I cried with excitement.

I always get whiny when I meet bang fathan even though I haven't met for years.

And now the universe has brought me together in a state where he's my suitor.

I asked Abi to be the perfecter of religion for both of us.

Allahs.

Indeed, when this heart has sincerely tethered to others, it turns out that he who I have been waiting to fulfill his promise, does not deny at all.

"Grandfather, don't cry."

Athaghfirullah, please,

The treatment is still the same as it was a few years ago.

He was still worried when he saw me cry.

He, brother fathan sat on the floor late in front of me handing me a piece of tissue.

When I take my hand off my face.

"I beg your humor, don't cry."

His words made my heart beat dozens of times faster than before.

I wiped my tears with the tissue she gave me.

"How dear?"

Mama looked at. Waiting for the answer I will give to the applicant.

I looked at Umi and Abi.

Ah, apparently they're laughing at me.

"Mama papa, havva, and brother. Before you came here, before Aisyah knew that what would come was you, far from today I had prepared an answer."

I spoke with a slump.

I'm shaking.

Everyone in front of me was shocked.

"What's the humor?"

This time my brother spoke.

"Caca can't imagine that Caca's dream has been realized."

Brother frowned.

"Caca mama, pa. Caca's ready."

I finally accepted the proposal of the man who from then until now and will forever reign in my heart.

God thank you for everything.

Lafadz alhamdulillah echoed in the guest room.

"Thank you for my humor, thank you."

I bowed and nodded.

Not daring to look at the face of the knight who dared to take my responsibility on abi's shoulders.

The next conversation is a discussion about the agreement and walimah that will be implemented.

God, tonight I feel a great pleasure. At a time when the heart and the arsy were shaking together when he whom I prayed for had come to end every wait.

Ana uhibbu.