MARRY ME, USTADZ !

MARRY ME, USTADZ !
MARRY ME, USTADZ !


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1 may . 30 years old aneukeu puspa full. Remembering Mei re-emphasized the figure of the noufal prambumi. The same birth month makes forgetting very difficult.


Returning to your own country is a must. After completing education in the European country, pocketing an S2 degree is an achievement that is immeasurable.


Time to get back to life in the country. Job offers flock as self-potential mounts. Relationships that are increasingly widespread add to the rupiah coffers.


The king welcomed the arrival of aneukeu at Soekarno hatta airport. It is indeed the king's brother who contributed greatly to the achievement of an aneukeu. Thanks to the king now aneukeu occupies the position of general manager in the company that once aneukeu served.


Career smoothly supported by higher education. Not in vain all the effort that aneukeu went through. Then, the next priority is to continue his S3 education in the country.


His love story is sad. However, his fondness in a career is able to heal buried wounds.


Marry me, ustadz ! It is an unrealized expectation. A goal that was never achieved. List of plans that must be in forced scribbles.


A soul mate is a secret. Only God deserves to speak. As a human being, we try. Though the hurt and disappointment that must be received.


Proposals after applications from some men are not able to melt an aneukeu. In his heart the deepest figure of the ustadz was still firmly attached.


The longing for noufal makes it even more humid. Love is never wrong, only human beings are always put wrong. Loving someone's husband is so wrong. Although it was originally owned before marriage.


Never go back to old love. As good and as good as ever when we meet again. Because it will feel different.


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Marry me, ustadz ! It might be an unechoing oration. Become a meaningless motivational word. Become a memory of its own.


Alive . . . Maybe there will be other ustadz-ustadz figures in the next life. It is possible, it could also be a habib atus gus or an elder so that the life of aneukeu is not too fragile.


Aneukeu needs a motivator to make his life spirit increase. Especially the spirit to find a partner world and the end.


"Teh, have you returned to Indonesia ?" A direct message came in when aneukeu entered the office lobby.


Aneukeu connected the phone with the account owner cahirilrahmatillah. His sister noufal, who is now on the list of lectures in Jakarta. Communication between aneukeu and chairil remains intertwined. Even though her brother is no one.


"De, how's it going ?" Ask aneukeu after the call is connected.


"Okay tea, is it in Indonesia ?"


"It's been two months de, sorry I didn't tell you."


"Father of tea, I saw the ig story. I'm directly dm deh."


"Haha. It's gapapa. You went to college in Jakarta, huh ?"


"It's tea, just coming in."


"Alhamdullilah. I also saw in your ig story."


"Teh, can I see you ?"


"How about, ntar afternoon ? There's still work to do."


"It's tea. Ready."


"Send me your address, I'll pick it up."


An address received. Quite, far from the office where aneukeu works. But, it's okay. Strange as well, why did Cahiril ask to see you. What is not ?


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Jakarta traffic is very crowded. The streets are filled with vehicles scrambling to get to their destination immediately. Tired after a day of work makes impatient. The decitan of car tires collided with the sound of a simple horn.


Peace . . . This jakarta. However, the figure of the woman behind the wheel of the red ayla car still felt lonely.


The meeting with noufal's sister lasted a long time. From evening to night, many stories are girly. From the start of the list of lectures, the adaptation in the capital and its preparation for osfek. But, not a single bit of chairil offended about his biological brother.


Something is strange here. Like an aunt chatting with a bang. But, even a bit of chairil does not look uncomfortable with the condition of many eyes looking.


"Would you meet a noufal ?" Tanya cahiril made aneukeu choke.


"I-I mean ?" Answer aneukeu gurgling


"After this, we meet a noufal ya."


"Don't ah, his wife will be angry."


"Hahhah" the laughter made aneukeu startled


"Why laugh ?"


"First meet me. I'll know later."


"La. But it's night."


"Yes, not now tea. Later, it's two weeks away."


"Why ?" Aeukeu's frowning did not understand


"Now a noufalnya is still in Mecca. Still notanterin entourage umroh." Cahiril


"Oh."


Meeting noufal back ? Is aneukeu ready ? It has been 2 years since the last meeting with noufal. 1 year old noufal marriage. 2 months after the return of aneukeu from abroad. Has anything changed in this short time ? What will change in the next 2 years 2 months and 2 weeks ?


Time aneukeu left. Isn't the new chairil entering class 10 SMA ? But, now you want to go to college ? It turns out time passed so quickly. It is only fitting that feelings towards noufal are still attached.


Oh . . . Apparently chairil participated in the acceleration of graduating SMA ! Hence, he was able to complete his High School for only 2 years. Indeed not his brother even his sister's brain is diluted. Smart family with proper upbringing.


The figure of light is exactly the same as noufal. It's just the younger version. Chairil has no sideburns let alone beards. If the age of aneukeu is now 30 years, it means that noufal is 32 years.


Although it used to be a force. Noufal is two years older than other classmates. You see, noufal is more focused on informal education than formal. Hence, fitting High School he was the age with aneukeu who was born in 1993.


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Two weeks later.


Weeks.


So far, chairil has sent dozens of chat, missed calls hundreds. Should be, Sunday is used for a break from all fatigue work.


Cell phone rang rhythmically lathi from sara fajira. Aneukeu tried to open his eyes perfectly. Sunday night disrupted his sleep. Because, meeting clients and meetings are always scheduled on weekends.


"Hallo, de." Aneukeu


"Teh, pick up a noufal at yuk airport. At 8 aa arrived from saudi." Take chairil over there


"Can't de. Tetah is still sleepy. Yes, yes, later." Aneukeu answered while looking at the clock on the side of the bed. Time shows at 07:05 wib.


"Ah teteh mah's. Yes, I'll pick it up." There was a disappointed voice from the other person.


Ish . . . Chairil, disturb people rest only ! It was her passion to bring her brother together with her brother's former bedmate.


Aneukeu is not so antusis. Not much hope. Just appreciating the efforts of the chairil, not wanting to disappoint him. Yes, it is. Counting connecting relationships with former partners serangkang.


In the past, something related to noufal always made him excited. No matter the scorching heat, a rainstorm if noufal wants to meet aneukeu is always willing. Like the sea I cross the mountain I will climb because of his love for noufal.


Now, ish . . . Just remembering it makes amused in the heart. Either because of age or global experience. Just be rational. That, basically, women only accept and men who try.


Aye . . . Go back to primitive thinking and try to hold fast to the proverbial ancestor. There is no harm, right ? That way, aneukeu participate in preserving the culture of Sundanese women for generations.


Aishh . . . Too orthodox. Aneukeu chose the clothes he was going to wear. At least it should be polite considering the son-in-law of the in-laws does not so it shouts. Turn around in front of the mirror. Change this shirt then it's then this and that again. Apparently the stock of aneukeu's syar'i shirt is not much.


Green Lebaran last year, maroon lebaran last year again, peach lebaran this year. His collection of Muslim clothes is not as much as his collection of adventure watches.


So that the bohay impression is not so identical when you visit later. Bodo is very much with the response of the noufal family. After all, we're just friends.


"Neu, are you packing ? We have a job out of town." So fill in the message from the king.


"Not next month, brother ?"


"That next month it was to brunei neu, this afternoon to bali for 2 weeks."


"All right."


Without objection, without truthfulness, only instruction. Aneukeu forgot, if there is a branch office that must be visited immediately. Fortunately, the king quickly told me. Otherwise, the year-end address cannot get an annual bonus.


"De, I have a job out of town for two weeks, God willing to come home from there to see ya." Message sent to chairil a few minutes ago.


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"Teh, I'll pick ya up." A message came in from chairil.


"De, I just got home from out of town. What if tomorrow gapapa ? Promise me, tomorrow God willing to work. But, gapapa night ? Aneukeu explained.


"It's tea gap, tomorrow at 20:00 wib in cage verile yes. I'm waiting"


Verile cafe ? Isn't the cafe a witness to the unraveling cry ? A hidden disappointment ? Ah . . . What does chairil want ? But let him follow what he wants.


At 20:00 wib. Cafe verile, Jakarta, Old town area.


After walking from the parking lot next to cafe batavia. Finally, aneukeu passed through several seats that had been filled to the corner of the cafe.


The atmosphere was still the same. But, the debafan in the chest is different. The menu has been modified a lot. However, the coffee the other day still remains in the heart.


"Tea." The voice of greeting broke the daydream of the realization two years 3 months ago.


"S." De." Aneukeu waved to the aumber of voices. But, wait . . . Cahiril is not alone. There was someone beside him. Someone who is very familiar. Just looking at it has made it bristling especially if you have to face it again. Can be ******. Fuck . . . His appearance is like a demon.


The two men approached aneukeu who was beginning to fret. Dilanda feeling arouses. And don't know what's gonna happen, that's it.


"Ne." Greet someone whose shadow is getting clearer in sight.


Aneukeu just nodded. Indicates that he is reluctant and needs time to organize rumblings of insolent taste.


"Teh, it's been a while ?" Ask chairil


"It's new to de."


"Teh, I purposely brought aa here. I want to straighten out anything between teteh and aa."


"What should be done de ? We're all right, da."


"Maybe fine. But, aa the opposite."


"Well, what's that ?"


"It's tea, it can't escape yet."


"It's wrong, he has a wife." Appoint aneukeu to the noufal who is just silent.


"That's tea, so I'm coming here. Help me clear up."


"Yes, the night is getting late. If you want to clear mah. Dengerin teteh" pinta aneukeu


"Sok or a, obviously."


All he told was to be quiet. Breathing slowly, as is difficult to describe. Ishh . . . His strength never goes away. Just take a sip of cigarette smoke and exhale it slowly. Exactly like massalalu.


"Neu. I've been divorced with saima, my marriage only lasted 8 months. Saima, sue for divorce. Because, during the marriage I could not fulfill my duties as a husband." Clearly slowly.


"Neu. I can't do that with another woman. It would be a sin if I had to touch saima. But my heart and brain are still imagining you. Every time Saima asked me to complete her wish. It's like Sima being you. In fact, saima once cried out in jealousy. Because, when I was about to spice it up I called him by your name." Aneukeu still listened to whatever noufal said.


"You know what ? My marriage was because of a match. From the beginning me and Saima have never been a match. The marriage was too forced, even Saima knew I had a woman other than herself in this heart" pointed noufal to her chest.


"I tried very hard to love saima. Still can't. Until finally saima is not comfortable. And ask for talak 3 at once in front of parents and in-laws." Now his eyes are piercing the bead of aneukeu's eyes. Not like people who just sit still and look down.


"I didn't waste a chance. I can do it unconditionally. That night I went home to my parents. Parents don't accept it, then. Chairil also explained and I also dared to be frank. Everything I told you. About us, the good and the bad and whatever we've been through." Clearly fiery.


"Alhamdullilah. Parents forgive and understand the wishes of their children so far. I went back to tangerang. To a place that used to have a story with you. I waited without certainty. Just like you for those 3 years" now his hand is tightly grasping aneukeu's hand.


"It turns out it hurts unbearably. Then, I got word from chairil that you have returned to Indonesia. However, unfortunately I still deliver Umrah pilgrims, I told the chairil to find you first. I fear. Afraid of losing you again." Only this time did the noufal shed tears.


"Neu. Will you marry me !"


Jb . . . Aneukeu was stunned by the invitation that for 5 years and 3 months hung full of drama.


Aneukeu did not immediately accept. This fear is just a dream full of deceit. Chairil was a witness. Like the meeting in the second year when aneukeu ushered durian. Bahirah first person who introduced noufal to the front of aneukeu.


The second year is known as a friend. The fifth year is over 3 months in front of the noufal cahiril saying "will you marry me".


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End of year 31 december.


Aneukeu and noufal meet again after passing through the road on their own. Where they first met. Together like we first met.


After meeting at cafe verile. Aneukeu did not give an answer. Aneukeu hung without saying goodbye. Passing away as if not believing the whack of destiny.


God is too good. Finally the Lord will melt away the waiting and do'a-do'a of a sinful woman. This woman is too pushy so god can't bear it.


It was a prambumi noufal. A man who for 10 years 1 day he admired. For 3 years he was accompanied and for 2 years and 3 months he stayed away. Already, 15 years 3 months 1 day time passed. It was so long before God meridhoi.


Cafe dialogue is back in operation after years of death. For some reason, God's destiny is too complicated to explain. But, now this cafe becomes a historic place for two humans who miss each other.


"Neu, how's the ?" Ask noufal.


Chairil no longer exists. He was busy with activities at the beginning of college. Aneukeu was still weighing his decision whether or not it was right.


"My parents have agreed to neu." Clearly again


It's enough to play in a lot of fake skits. It is time to welcome the hope of happiness.


"Fale." Finally aneukeu made a sound


"It's neu."


"NIKAHI ME, USTADZ !" aneukeu's voice was clearly heard in the hearing.


Noufal smiled widely, her eyes twinkling, and held aneukeu into an embrace. Not to be off the forehead and cheeks from a kiss.


Death, death and fortune are in the hands of God. But, there is no harm in humans trying to change destiny through effort and do'a.


Happy happy.


NOUFAL PRAMBUMI S. P


AND


ANEUKEU PUSPA PURE S.E M.M


(This story is real. From a sinful woman and a religious man)


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