
Whether by chance or indeed it has been a matter of fate, Hermana Arya was in their residence since last night.
The accompaniment of two cars also entered the courtyard which was not so broad as their mansion in Jakarta, but recognized by the Amir Victorian building one of the characteristics of England in the middle ages is spoiling his eyes as he got down from his car to the front facade.
It is a conglomerate family.
Joanna turned the red door handle slowly, opening it wide so that the Miss could also enter inside.
Aiswa signals Amir to hang his coat on the standing hanger at the corner of the voye.
"Bii, use this .. do not need to remove the sock, let it be warm," he said while preparing a pair of home sandals for Amir.
"Sit there Bii, and put your shoes here" he said again pointing to a long bench that was next to the shoe rack.
Amir who got the sweet treatment from Aiswa smiled wryly as the woman still lowered her head as she placed the sandals for him right next to her feet.
"Syukron," she replied.
"Hem" he added, unraveling the rope of his coat wrapped around his body.
"Eh, what do you want? ko open here?"
"Ck, I'm just off my coat, besides, don't see what my game is?" totally sebal.
"I thought your coat was taken to the room, it didn't open here .. very suspicious," he said.
"Aey? Aeyza ... long time there, what a pity," Mama's voice called out to her, there was a clattering of feet approaching.
"Yes Ma, a minute ... Bii, come on," he asked to hurry.
"Yep, bismillah...."
Just as Amir was about to step in, Mama Rosalie appeared at the barrier between Voye and the living room of their residence.
He looked at Amir for a moment and smiled as he turned his eyes to his daughter.
"A guest ... ko ga invited in soon Aey? cold ... let's go in, son, sorry Mama ya ga know if you want to come here, Aeyza never bring playmates to the house because." Actually Mama knows that this handsome man in front of her must be Amir, he just keeps Aiswa's feelings from feeling shy.
"It's just changed Moms house slippers, ehmm What brother?" Aiswa tries to divert her nervousness, she enters the house leaving Amir there.
"Dikamar .. What is Aey's name? don't you know Mama?" he cried, Mama's right hand waved at Amir as a gesture to invite him into the guest room.
"Ask yourself, assalamu'alaikum ... Kaaaak," he exclaimed half-running up dozens of steps towards the second floor.
"Oh my goodness, the boy still does that when he comes home, yelling like in the woods .. forgive me ... The boy? "
"Amirzain, Madam."
"Mama, call it .. sit down first yes, Mama call Papa for a moment, it happens that he just arrived last night and was playing chess in the park with his guest," said Mama left Amir there to cross paths with the maid who delivered a warm drink for her guests.
Rosalie was happy, finally being able to meet the figure that would make Aeyzanya smile more often than before.
"Pa, there's Aey's guest, from afar, see ya soon," she asked Hermana Arya when Rosalie was by her side, ignoring Rayyan's presence who was both cool with her husband.
"Who dear? I don't have an appointment here, it's only his intention to take a vacation with the kids" he said, hugging the waist of the friendly wife, who was standing next to him.
"Amirzain."
Uhuk.
"Sorry Moms, that Amirzain, hmm, handsome? although more handsome I am ... from Indonesia?" rayyan made sure.
"I think yes .. Come on Pa," Rosalie invites Hermana Arya to get up quickly, pulling the man's arm impatiently.
"Honey, yes I was there .. ga very patient want a ghost," kekehnya see Rosalie enthusiastic.
"I'm with Pa" said Rayyan, rising from her seat.
The three headed for the living room where Amir was. And sure enough, Rayyan's doctor was most shocked to learn that the figure he knew because his great-grandfather had been a patient in Singapore, was in the same place as him.
"Do the doctors know?" Rosalie pretended not to know.
"Know Ma, in Singapore." Reply Rayyan.
"Assalamu'alaikum, I am Amirzain Zaidi, Sir," Amir rose from his seat, extending a hand to greet Hermana Arya.
He thought this young man was just shaking his normal hands, never counting when Amir grabbed his hand for him to kiss.
"Wa'alaikumussalam .. sit down, son, is there a need with me?"
"I'll just go ahead so as not to take up more of your time Mr ... I have preached Aiswa Fajri directly to Abuya Hariri Salim about three days ago, giving an eye sign as a bond to my sermon and he received it, for that I ask for permission and blessing from you as the temporary guardian of my future wife," he said long hopes Hermana Arya immediately understood the meaning.
"So you know everything?"
"Yes .. I do not forbid Aiswa if he wants to visit, he will still be Aeyza for your family .. Also I will support everything Aiswa wants including continuing his studies here ... The Hermana clan certainly did not receive compensation, but if needed, I was ready to bear it...."
Hermana Arya smelled a smile, salute to the constancy and readiness of Amir. It was clear in every word.
"Later on, what's going on? Aeyza, Aiswa? can anyone explain it to me?" dr. Rayyan was confused.
"If you approve of us, I want to hold a marriage contract here, tomorrow ba'da maghrib while waiting for Abahku and Aiswa's legal guardian to arrive" he concluded.
"Pa," Rosalie hinted with a nod of her head, hoping that the husband would pass their wishes.
"Son Amir, I will ask Aeyza's willingness once again ... Jo, please call Nonamu, "he ordered.
"We are here Pa" Dewiq greeted his father with Aiswa by his side.
"Sit here son," Mama Rosalie got up so her two daughters sat in their midst.
"Aey, are you ready?"
"Pa, what does this mean?" Rayyan paused Hermana Arya's sentence.
"Be quiet, Rayyan, just listen" Dewiq said.
"Aey," Mama touched Aiswa's palm on her lap.
"I gave you my answer, didn't I?"
"Yes, but he wants to hear directly from you Rohi" Amir said softly.
"Yes .. if Kak Dewiq and Papa permit," he is ashamed.
"What's your guarantee for my sister to be happy?"
"Miss Dewiq, I don't have any guarantees. God mentions love as one of the signs of His majesty in the world. One of them is natural Ar-Rum verse 21."
"The wife is the second angel after the biological mother, one of the orders of the Prophet is to glorify the wife, because a man capable of glorifying a wife is the noblest man ... my goal is to get there," he said.
"The man whose faith is most perfect among the believers is the best man among them, and best of all you are the best of his deeds to his wife, the Hadith at Tirmidhi ... I accept the teachings of Allah and His Majesty as my guidance, in the Lord's word."
"So what does that mean?"
"Blessing Aiswa is obligatory, Miss Dewiq, if I am a man of faith and want Allah to glorify my position and our household, then many favors of Allah will overshadow our household," Amir answered Dewiq's insistence.
"Sister."
"Hasbi?"
"That's my business with him, which is for sure I won't stay silent if he bullies my wife again."
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