Asiyah End Times
Ashrar

This first meeting was very exciting for Asiyah. Trying to vent. Just reckless. This is Mr. Kasrun's son. Mr. Kasrun is a good man. His son is also in the shaa of good God. After all this is not a one-on-one meeting, just two-on-one with Ashar, there is Mr. Kasrun who accompanies. So, besides being able to avoid maksiat also Asiyah can minimize her nervousness.

Asiyah.

A girl who has never been in a relationship with a man who is not her mahram before, yes, which is often referred to by children in her day as courtship. Asiyah is so pure. He is so guarding himself from things that can plunge himself into error. Ta'aruf was just this time will be tried at his age enough, and in the establishment of science of course.

Ashars.

The handsome man was now sitting in front of him. They had lunch together with Mr. Kasrun at a cafe near Asiyah's office.

Mr. Kasrun has told Asiyah a lot about Ashar. So did Asiyah, Mr. Kasrun had also told about Ashar to Asiyah before. Yes

actually, they already know each other a little through Mr. Kasrun. Right now, just look at his face.

Heart is beating fast. "Dag. dig. dag.." Asiyah was completely unable to resist her nervousness.

This afternoon, Asiyah looked different.

Not as usual. This time Asiyah wore a shawl belonging to Umi the best in the closet.

Yesterday night Asiyah had broken into Umi's closet. Looking for the best scarf to wear today.

Since the decision to meet with Ashar to Mr. Kasrun yesterday, Asiyah has not stopped praying after her prayers about this matchmaking alone. After performing the dhuha prayer in his office this morning, that was all the do'a he offered to Allah. That Allah may give his effort this time.

At least although in the end it is not in Ashar himself anchored, Asiyah will be calm and restless with the decision of Allah.

Towards the seat that has been booked previously by Mr. Kasrun.

It turned out that Ashar had first arrived at his place of eating. Ashar's face was completely shady. A divine aura emanated right from his face. Ashar sat up neatly in his chair. Quiescent. Checking phones. Waiting for his meeting with Asiyah.

It was not just Asiyah who looked nervous. But Ashar is not inferior in showing his strange appearance. His feet swayed up and down. Between impatiently meeting with Asiyah or just want to run away it feels yaaa? So that his legs seem to have taken the start first to warm up speeding. Heehee..

Why do these footsteps feel so far away, Asiyah thought. Duuhhh. A trip that is just a bit tiring feels very tiring at times nervous like this.

Mr. Kasrun walked along beside Asiyah. Smiling at the behavior of these two innocent human children. One was his son and the other was his son-in-law.

The short but very long journey finally stopped.

Mr. Kasrun took a sitting position next to Ashar right in front of Asiyah.

Maybe this is called falling in love at first sight. Asiyah and Ashar looked timid when they first met.

Still smiling Mr. Kasrun saw this situation.

“So we want to eat what is this?!” Mr. Kasrun surprised both. Slightly snapping. Intentionally because it had been three minutes they sat three without a word.

Asiyah and Ashar were just smiles.

Asiyah's cheeks looked flushed.

Ashar also looked stiff sitting in his chair.

“Ohh yes Pa, briefly,” Ashar shocked. Open the menu book. Choosing food. So too with Asiyah.

They're just a little talker this afternoon. Maybe just at the beginning. Not used to.

Asiyah chose some food and drink menu, as well as Ashar and Pak Kasrun.

Calling waiter. They order food.

A few minutes later their order arrived. Having previously waited for food and drinks to come in a stiff state. Confused what to say between Ashar and Asiyah.

While Mr. Kasrun was deliberately pranking them, he let the situation seem amusing, without a word.

In the middle of their lunch, suddenly something stuck in Asiyah's mind. It seemed, Asiyah had seen Ashar before. Is it possible that Ashar was the same man who gave his shawl in the market that time?

“Oo ya Mas Ashar, have we ever met before?” ask Asiyah spontaneously. Want to immediately dispel her curiosity.

“Y.. Mas taste so too Asiyah,” replied Ashar smiling.

“What Mas is the man who gave Asiyah shawl time in the market that afternoon?” ask Asiyah again.

“It seems so,” said Ashar while smiling again.

Asiyah laughed a little. It turned out that Mas Ashar had already realized about their first meeting first. A few weeks ago, on Sunday afternoon. It's just that Mas Ashar pretended not to know or did not want to discuss it. This was their second meeting.

“Maa is Allah, so you have met before.” said Mr. Kasrun. Mr. Kasrun finished his sip.

Asiyah and Ashar smiled shyly.

"Don't you guys be a fool? It turns out that God has brought you together first" said Mr. Kasrun pleased.

Lunch is over.

They're just a little talker this afternoon. Just look at his face this time.

The meeting time this afternoon also felt very short. They should go back to their offices.

Arriving at the office, Mr. Kasrun occasionally looked towards Asiyah.

Approaching Asiyah. “How's Asiyah? Do you like Ashar?” ask Mr. Kasrun.

Asiyah was just smiling.

"Usually if the girl smiles when asked, it's a sign of 'yes', isn't it Asiyah?" ask Mr. Kasrun.

"If you agree, I'll see your mother right away to set things up." Connect Mr. Kasrun.

Smile again.

Mr. Kasrun got a signal of approval from Asiyah. One more week in Shaa Allah, Mr. Kasrun and his family will meet Umi.

Asiyah will soon inform Umi of this good news. Asiyah hopes Umi will give her blessing on this matchmaking. Indeed, Asiyah had not said about this to Umi before.

What about Ashar? Does he agree with this match?

It turned out that shortly after the meeting, Ashar sent WA messages to his father, Mr. Kasrun. Ashar said, He really likes Asiyah. Ashar is very ridho if later Asiyah who will accompany his life until the end of his life as his wife. Ashar asked that this marriage should not be postponed again. Prepare your best without distressing Asiyah, because Ashar is very understanding of the condition of Asiyah and her family today.