Love From Mas Duda
Ustadz

An ustadz who proposed to Wafa at that time was named Maulana Mubarok, usually called by the name of Lama, Ustadz Lana. Ustadz Lana is 27 years old. Cairo graduate school also of course. Ustadz Lana was his only son. He was a good man and also a religious man. But the one whose name does not like still does not like. Wafa was still reluctant to open his heart or accept anyone's proposal at that time.

"My intention and purpose in coming here would be to ask Mr. Kyai for permission to apply for Mr. Kyai's daughter to be my wife. I promise to be happy and meet the needs of his birth and mind" said Ustadz Lana.

"And ... does Wafa accept my application?" ustadz Lana continued with great hope.

The application was still not accepted by Mr. Kyai because that day, Pak Kyai handed all his decisions to his youngest daughter. Mr. Kyai also looks so tired, to make Wafa become unbearable and he also wants to exchange ideas with Ustadz Lana outside. But unfortunately, Bian heard and witnessed the proposal.

A few seconds ago, Bian just arrived right at the door of Pak Kyai's house because Wafa's book was left in the car. However, when he got to the door, Bian heard a proposal from the mouth of Ustadz Lana for Wafa.

Bian couldn't let his eyelids blink, not wanting to miss a single moment of pain in front of him. A thin smile at the corner of Wafa's lips further added to Bian's deep wounds. The wound that did not know where it came from made Bian's chest hurt.

"Om, why is Om here? In there!"

There came a little boy who surprised this young businessman. Then, he crouched down in front of the boy and gave the book he had in his hand to him. "You know that beautiful sister, don't you?" tanyakanya.

The boy nodded.

"Please give this to her, yeah. Was left in the car. Then ... here's the postage. Tell Sister Wafa, if I go home first, okay?" Bian gave a piece of money of hundreds of thousands to the boy.

"Alright, Om. Thanks for the money!" the boy looked excited.

The boy immediately entered, Bian also stood up again. Stare briefly at the formal event, then clench his hands. Bian's regret was still expected for no reason. He also stepped away from Pak Kyai's house without saying goodbye to Wafa.

"I've only known him not a month. But why do I feel unhappy when he's being proposed to another man?" bian muttered while on the way.

"My heart was like someone stabbed him. It hurts, but I don't know why myself, either,"

"This really doesn't calm me down. About, Wafa accepted the proposal no, huh? I hope not!"

Bian's admiration for Wafa, inadvertently causing feelings even though it has not been great feeling. The pain in his heart was obvious that Bian had feelings for Wafa. This man walked towards the car without looking at Mr. Kyai's house again.

Returning to the application, Wafa asked for time to talk with Ustadz Lana because he wanted to reject the proposal but not in front of everyone for fear that there would be a wounded heart. But there are already those who are hurt. (Dians)

"Alhamdulillah, thank you to Mr. Kyai, Umi, Ustadz Lana and also the entourage for being present in the afternoon today" said Wafa, venturing out.

"Before I apologize because it may be impolite because it has not or does not immediately answer the proposal from Ustadz Lana. Can I speak to Ustadz Lana in person first?"

"I'm sorry again before, I and Ustadz Lana have grown up, so I ask for permission and also ask for your confidence that I and Ustadz Lana can speak with good eyes" Wafa began to get nervous.

"I—" Wafa's remark was stopped by Ustadz Lana.

Both of them saw Mr. Kyai and his father Ustadz Lana. These two scholars agreed and provided an opportunity for Wafa and also Ustadz Lana to speak privately. Mr. Kyai himself also immediately allowed because he knew that Wafa wanted to reject the proposal without hurting the feelings of the Ustadz Lana family.

The two walked towards the old hall of the pesantren. Where the hall has never been used again unless there is a sudden interest and needs another room.

"Alright, you've explained everything about this pesantren. Is there anything else you want to tell me, so you're asking me to talk in private?" ask Ustadz Lana to the point.

Wafa gathered courage first because he wanted to immediately reject the proposal from Ustadz Lana. After a long sigh, then throw it away slowly, even though it starts saying what it wants to say.

"I'm not ready to get married yet" Wafa said.

"I'm ready to wait" said Ustadz Lana.

Wafa immediately turned his head towards Ustadz Lana, although then immediately threw away his face again.

"But I don't want to marry Ustadz Lana" Wafa continued.

"I will wait until you marry me" replied Ustadz Lana again.

Wafa gaping wide. It was as if he could not believe that Ustadz Lana was so desperate to marry him. Until Wafa wonders to himself, what makes this Ustadz Lana can be interested in marrying him.

"Astaghfirullah hal'adzim, that's called coercion, Ustadz!" exclaim Wafa.

"Where is the imposition? Did I say something that forced you to marry me?" tanya Ustadz Lana relax.

"Well, what was that? Ustadz wanted to wait for me because I wasn't ready to get married. Ustadz will wait until I am ready to marry Ustadz. If it's not coercion, what's the name? The ends remain the same right, I'm married to, Ustadz?" ketus Waffes.

For a moment, Ustadz Lana silently looked at the sky. The admiration possessed by Ustadz Lana has been embedded since he met Wafa for the first time. What about this Ustadz? He admired someone but only now ventured to propose to him.

"I'm not ready for marriage yet and I won't accept this proposal!" wafa Strictly.

"It's so hard this Wafa?" the Inner Ustadz Lana. "Even he remains committed to his decision from the first moment" he added.

After a while when they were silent, suddenly Ustadz Lana made the difference, "Is there anyone else who is already in your heart?" tanyakanya.

The question from Ustadz Lana made Wafa a little surprised until he looked at the man who should not be stared at for a long time. From the Wafa reaction, Ustadz Lana had already found the answer. He smiled at Wafa and asked Wafa to continue his way around the pesantren.

What answer did Wafa give from Ustadz Lana's question?