Why marry me, Gus?
chapter 4

"Assalamualaikum, Arin!" Huda greeted me kindly as soon as the man saw my arrival together with Wirda.

"Glamma!" I replied in a perfunctory manner, without wanting to throw even the slightest smile at Huda.

The effect is again upset, so want to smile like anything, I still will not melt. Anyway today I also have to force Huda to cancel his proposal.

"Have you waited here long?" ask Huda to make small talk to me.

"Old old man!" I replied briefly with an unfriendly face.

Not wanting to talk much anymore, I immediately looked for a place to talk to Huda. To discuss the issue of cancelling the application, there is no way I would talk about it in the open like this. I need some time and personal space to discuss it with Huda.

"There are important things that I want to talk about with Mas" I told Huda. "We can talk together, right?" my many.

"What are you talking about?" ask Huda in a soft voice.

Since then, I showed a sullen face accompanied by a taut tone when speaking. But Huda kept replying to me with a soft word. It seemed like Huda was indeed the gentle type of man.

Uh, why am I thinking about this too? It's up to him to be a rough guy or a soft guy! I don't give a shit! My only purpose here is to persuade Huda to cancel his proposal to me.

"Can't talk here! I want to talk both. I don't want our conversation to be heard with others" I told Huda.

"If you can, just talk about it here. Not good with the opposite sex. Later it can cause slander," Huda said rejecting my invitation.

I almost forgot that this Huda is indeed the type of religious man who is said to speak slander as sinful. It's only natural that he refuses. But am I just going to talk about it? Who wants to talk to him weird!

"Yes, I understand. But I'm just gonna talk? Not for weird twos," I said. "I don't like it myself either. So even if we're alone in a lonely place, I can't possibly do the same nasty thing Mas."

I said that out loud in front of Huda. I think Mr. Ustadz's son was a bit of a shock.

"Just because you don't like it, you are immediately sure nothing will happen if you both are the same as the opposite sex?" huda Tukas. "That temptation is called, no matter love or not, no matter where it is. If you've been seduced by the syaton, that moral is lost, Arin ."

My words were easily broken by Huda. I think Huda is the type who likes to debate and reverse people's speech.

"Geez, Huda, we just want to talk, not in a closed place, still open, only who can love privacy too, don't you mean me!?" kilahku.

Huda just smiled. Want me to nyolot rich anywhere, Huda is not provoked in the slightest and reply to my words gently, without raising the voice.

"It's about lust and temptation, Arin. Likes, love, many have lost to human passions and the temptations of Satan. There are a lot of pregnant women whose girlfriends have left behind, right? Did they do that by relying on their liking? They just get caught up in lust and follow temptation. So the feeling of like or dislike, can not be used as a benchmark for not doing prostitution."

"Udah, huh! I was talking about both! Why do we talk about the motions?" my nag.

"There's a connection, right? Dealing with the opposite sex not only causes slander, but can also encourage lust and temptation to plunge us into obedience. So, it's good to avoid being alone with the opposite sex as much as possible, whatever the reason," Huda said calmly.

My head is getting dizzy. The talk is always about this guy.

"So, how? What are you talking about?" ask Huda.

I was running out of words. Have not started talking, it has been made badmood first.

I want to talk here, huh! I'm tired of arguing with rich gini!

"If you are the one who makes it, I'll talk here!" I told Huda. Biarin, meh! If it is heard by the same person, I will not be ashamed. I don't know the people here either.

"Please!" huda Tukas.

Wirda just kept quiet and watched my argument with Huda. If Wirda is talking to Huda now, maybe Wirda just as Huda does not need to debate. Whatever is said to be the same Huda, must be said to be the same quiet and obedient girl Wirda rich.

"So I mean to come here and meet Mas Huda, I want to tell you something about the application event yesterday," I said starting to open the conversation.

"You know what?"

"I'm sorry, Mom. I just want to tell Mas Huda that I can't accept Mas's application" I said firmly to Huda. "I can't and won't marry you" I said.

Huda was silent. The man gave me the time and opportunity to finish all the grunts I wanted to convey.

"I'm asking for a favor, please remove the proposal! Please cancel yesterday's application. Please waste my wish that I'm the same Mas Huda will get married in the future. I will not and will never marry Mas Huda!" my word.

Huda remained silent and gave no response. It's up to him to comment anything! The important thing is that I have conveyed my thoughts to Huda and I do not want to continue yesterday's application to the wedding.

"What the hell did Mas do to me? We don't know each other, do we? I don't know who I am, and I don't know who I am. And look at my appearance! I don't look like a suitable wife to be with Mas, do I? I'm just a wayward girl who even looks rich gini. Our backgrounds are very different and our personalities are also different. I'm not a suitable wife for Mas" I said.

"If you want to find a future wife, maybe the rich me this is more suitable for Mas! Wirda is quiet, submissive, graceful, and not a nyolot like me. I need a wife like that, not a wife like me!"

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