You & Dusk
Young Marriage Plan

If not in college as it is now, this is the activity of final semester students, in the cafeteria if not gossip yes discuss the final task aka thesis.

Actually Ica and ilham, there are still three more of my college friends who are close to me. The six of us used to spend a lot of time together, but now they're not on campus.

Ica was staring at the laptop screen, she said her brain was now diluted and she started working on her thesis proposal. While I and Ilham continued to talk about empty things. To my surprise, Ilham has not forgotten about the incident yesterday. "oh yes Man, yesterday you why? I don't think you've been all this time."

If it's like this I re-masked 'smile', the weapon I can most rely on when I don't want to talk or just want to avoid questions like that. "no papa, I just want to feel the rain. It's been a long time since I took a shower in the rain." I said with a smile.

"ah, weird lu Man. Lu mah if there is nothing do not want to tell us." said Ilham who seemed not to accept with my simple answer.

Ica who was focused in front of the laptop screen also began to be interested in what Ilham said. "what's wrong? Arman why Ham?"

"no child, yesterday I met him on the beach again raining." Ilham told Ica.

"ahs.. Play rainwater. Why are you Man? Tumben." the words of Ilham increasingly make Ica curious, I no longer want to avoid what kind. I just feel like my problems haven't been able to be shared with them.

"Man dong story, I will often confide in you" said Ilham who continues to urge.

"i just miss my Father Ham." Although not entirely true, but saying this to Ilham and ica made them finally stop exploring the problems that made me reflect yesterday.

Not without reason, because Ilham and Ica already know that my father has died. "duhh sorry well Man. We don't mean to tell you about your Father" Ica said regretfully.

Inspiration and ica understand very well, if it is about my father's problems they will certainly be silent because they know how much I lost my father figure.

We had been in the campus cafeteria for a reason, Ilham left us both. While Ica has finished his business with a laptop and books that have been piled up next to his laptop. "Man anterin's home huh?" said Ica while cleaning the book and turning off her laptop.

"yes, the Inspiration has nawarin you, but rejected. Ilham's turn to go even ask in the anter, how the hell." I reply judes.

"make me still post the proposal. Yes, if you don't want to." he said as he swung

"do you.. Snuggle. You girls are all the same." pat jidat.

"all guys are the same."

"yes, come on.... It's raining again. It's not that bad. Ugly knows."

"yes already.." said Ica while she heard the grin.

Ica residence happened to not be in the direction of my home, as a result I had to go far in order to get home. Maybe a lot of my friends say I'm insensitive, because they think Ica likes me.

In fact, I made sure that he had no feelings for me, huh.. I used to say that I liked him but he just laughed while hitting my shoulder.. He laughed and rejected me.

I did it to make sure that he had no feelings and since he rejected me, I was relieved that he was not as baper as many friends had said.

What's more, another close friend of mine. Ilham had already said the reason why he liked Ica. It's a strange simple reason I think but the feeling is deep.

"Man's.. You were weird? " Tanya ica

"strange why?" I said while focusing on looking ahead because I was driving.

"in the cafeteria you were avoiding something. You know what? You are nduk mulu."

"hah.your feelings are only times. Just a normal feeling." again I tried to dodge.

When the vehicle stops at a red light intersection. Ica's attention was distracted by something "hmm.. Uh that.. Look, isn't he Ivan yah?" Ica said while pointing to the crossroads on the right front of the jewelry storefront.

"oh yeah.. Therehewas. Maybe find a wedding ring again." I said.

"it looks like yeah.. Looks like she's with her mom?" Ica said she saw Ivan being with a mother.

Because it's a long way away I'm not sure who the mothers with Ivan are. But what I do know is it's definitely not Ivan's mother. "hm.. No, Ivan's mom doesn't wear a hijab."

"trus who's dong?"

I feel like I know that mother, but I'm not sure "I think I know her.. Who's yah?"

Because my attention was distracted by Ivan, unaware that the vehicle behind me was already noisy with its horn. "Man's.. Green light. The road." said Ica as she patted my shoulder from behind.

After driving Ica safely, I went home. When I got home, I met Ivan. It turned out that after she came from the jewelry store, she stopped by my house to meet my mother. Like I said before that Ivan and I have been friends since childhood. I often go to his house, as well as he who often goes to my house. For my mother, Ivan is considered to be his own son especially the Ivan family often helps my family when there is a problem.

Ivan seemed to be really serious about getting married, so he came to the house to ask my mother and I for prayers. Yep.. As a close friend, I wish him all the best.

"uh.. Van, by the way, I saw you at the jewelry store." I told him.

"oh yeah... That was again nganterin mama Yana Man." he said.

"Where? Wh who? Your candidate?" my many.

"insyaallah Man's. Doain yeah."

"masyaallah Van. Trus had another message dong ring for marriage." I said trying to flirt.

"haha.. Not Man. People still taaruf. Not yet. I went to Yana's house to talk to her Abinya. It just turns out that it's generally going to come out.. Yes, I have volunteered myself to go to your house" explained Ivan

"oh.. Masayallah.. Win one empty dong you. Haha." I replied with a laugh, the reason Ivan was able to take the heart of the parents of the woman he was going to marry.

"could you be Man. Haha."

"later don't forget that the proposal invite me well." I said. As his childhood friend. I'm certainly happy for the steps taken by Ivan to get married at a very young age.

"that must be Man. You have to come, if it's not for you I can't know Islam." he said.

"alhamdulillahop.. Van's success." I said praying for ivan

"aamiin.." the ballad.

Never had I seen Ivan like this, as soon as he decided to convert. Ivan looked calmer in his daily life even after he stated that he wanted to get married, his face was always beaming and smiling happily. Seeing him like this, it felt like I should be the first to support him.

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