Algebra Bride
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“Can't!” Ishmael rejected Adam's suggestion.  “Man just learned religion has dared to marry my son.  The science is still very shallow.  Read the Quran alone is still spelled out.”

“Then how are you again?  if only this marriage was annulled, you would know how the calculations should be in accordance with the agreement.  Judging from the case that occurred, this was the fault of the woman who instead slept together with other men apart from the actual groom-to-be.  Then you have to return double all the funds I spent.  It's already been a deal.  Then, we should also prepare to bear the shame!” adam said disappointedly, rubbing a frustrated face.

Akhmar spread his gaze, staring at the frustrated faces before him.  Somehow he had to explain.

“Papa, please explain to Mas Aldan, that this is just a mistake.  Aiza and I did absolutely nothing.  I fell asleep here too without knowing that Aiza was in this room,” Akhmar said expectantly.

Adam turned his face away, showing his annoyance at Akhmar.

While Ismail seemed to think hard, he had just dreamed of getting a daughter-in-law of Soleh plus besan tajir, uh even taker.  But if he rejects Akhmar and cancels the marriage, then he loses the opportunity to have besan tajir which can be displayed anywhere.  Plus, he also lost double because he had to pay double fines.  How much money is that?  not lucky, but bunting.

“Alright, Aiza and Akhmar are getting married!” ishmael said after his head kept thinking.  “But there are conditions.  Come on you come here!”  Ishmael grabbed Akhmar's wrist and pulled him out.  

The drawn ones follow.  Yes, no, just massage it rather than getting noisier.

Seeing Akhmar being dragged away, Aiza worried that things would go wrong, followed.  So did Adam, Qanita who also followed.

Akhmar was taken to a small room of ablution.

“I'm told why here?” ask Akhmar relax.  He oversaw the faucet, the marble floor, and the glass that was there.  

“Wudhu!” ismail ketus's.

Akhmar looks calm when raising his sleeves up to the elbow, also rolling his pants up to the knee.  He was then seen reading the basmallah and whispering prayers.  Although he did not know the purpose of the command ismail, but Akhmar still obeyed the order.  He did the ablution movement.

Akhmar read the finished prayer of ablution.  His handsome face looked brightly washed in water.

Ismail frowned, then said, “Follow me!” 

Akhmar and the others followed all the way to the prayer room.  Room with clean tapestry.

“Quick adzan!” tell Ishmael while folding his hands on his chest.  “It would not be appropriate for you to be Kyai's son-in-law if Adzan alone could not.  If Aldan, there is no need to be tested this way because he is already fluent.  He became a priest can.”  Ishmael compares between brother and sister.

Walah, this is the hassle of being Kyai's daughter-in-law, tested all.

Akhmar did not respond.  He stepped forward, right in the priestly position.  Standing upright, his hand touched the side of his head after reciting a prayer.  

The heart of Aiza deg-degan.  Please-please worry.  Afraid that Akhmar would shout the Adhan with an inappropriate rhythm, as well as the short length of the wrong one.  Aiza biting on the lower lip.  Hope the situation passes quickly.

“Allahu akbar Allahu Akbar!”  Akhmar says takbir.  

Mashaa Allah.New words of takbir called Akhmar, but those who heard them were goosebumps.  That sounds great. 

Continue to the next sentence.  Akhmar recited the Adhan very well.  The rhythm touched the heart, almost like the Adhan in Medina.  The short length is just right.  His listeners were moved, shaken, and touched. Towa finally Akhmar recited the phrase tahlil in the adhan, everyone stared in admiration.  

Akhmar turned his head, his ward was over.

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