
"And Thank God, Ndok. Your whole family has accepted this proposal very well." It was a sentence from the shaykhona again for Meidina Shafa, in response to the girl over the questionable gaze directed at her.
The ayu girl felt her body instantly become limp as if it was not powered up. His head drooped down, and in a moment all could see, there were clear dots that fell rolling down his face.
Meidina felt unprepared, this news was too shocking. He could hardly believe that he was betrothed to Irfan Arafka Wafdan. While he knew all this time that between the two of them had quite a deep difference. Not only the age of five years adrift with Arafka. But also in terms of knowledge, understanding of religion, where the young man was still a beginner. While Meidina, the girl has established her position as a smart Muslim, her religious understanding is strong. Which seems almost impossible if the ayu girl deigns to make Arafka as a priest.
But everything has been decided. The decision that Meidina said was so lame. The body of the girl felt weak. He felt his beautiful and bright future had been decided in an instant. Tonight, at the Alhasyimi mosque. Been watched by his own friends. And when he felt helpless. Powerless to raise objections. Because his family has given his consent.
Meidina could only scream in her heart, for her family's attitude was no longer tolerating. They have been very democratic all along. For the affairs of Meidina's life companion, they leave everything to the decision of the princess, because that girl will live. Why is this democratic attitude no longer.
What because the nominee is a noble honor, a great kyai who shelters tens of thousands of students, so they immediately accept without asking for Meidina Shafa's approval.
Why did they not see and judge first, deserved and not the young man they received as a prospective son-in-law to be with his daughter.
Silently and bowed in silence, Meidina continued to blame her family for accepting her proposal without asking for approval. The girl feels that she is very mature, and when it comes to choosing a mate, she should be involved in deciding. Not even straight away like now.
"Meidina." Again, Kyai heard the babysitter say softly to the girl whose face was wet with tears. "Here I feel the need to listen to your response, son. Because even though both of your parents have agreed to this proposal, the most entitled to determine is yourself. And here, fully you have the right to speak."
With the speech of the sheikhona full of tenderness, then denied all the assumptions of Meidina who had already blamed her family. Apparently, the ayu girl was still given the opportunity to decide, whether to accept or refuse. And it's time now for Meidina Shafa to give an answer.
But can Meidina decide something very important in her life at this fast moment, in this situation, and there are some facts that she just found out. I don't know.
What was clearly visible at this moment, Meidina raised her head, and either intentionally or unintentionally, her gaze clashed against Arafka's clear netra. The handsome young man who might soon be a part of his life was also staring at him. No one can interpret the interaction of looking at each other between two people who are already bound in the sermon. All they could see now, was Meidina's tears coming back. While a series of words were spoken in his heart.
I don't know what I should say. What words should I say. Yes or no, it feels just as heavy. Now I know nothing, and understand nothing. Only I understand that I love Rayyan Ali Fattan. He's all I ever hoped for, who I believe would be able to become a priest for me. Not another, just one.
At the end of the daydream, Meidina felt like she had a decision. That he would only choose Ra Fattan. The ayu girl was looked up, to convey what had become the answer. But, that was when his gaze swept across the face of Davina, the friend whose closeness was already more than brother.
Meidina was stifled, finding a new fact that came to light, that Rayyan Ali Fattan had been betrothed to Kanza Davina, a dear friend who had always understood him. Which makes Meidina back in her own thinking.
Can I express this feeling? Can I keep going with how I feel, after I know about the match? Maybe Davina really relented, Davina sincerely ended the pledge of arranged marriage. But, like with his family, which of course this becomes the foundation of their hope.
What about Rayyan Ali Fattan? Is not it indeed the kyai Muhajir who delivered Shaykhona to the house of Meidina Shafa to convey the proposal?
Is this not a signal to be understood?
So, will my feelings win? Is there still a gap for my pledge of love with Ra Fattan to be together? Can I break the curtain of ethics and morality that has been installed?
Should I offend the feelings of many people whose incident is the person I respect and love, just to reach for one taste, which is love? Does the love I have make me cruel?
Meidina Shafa looked up, but there was still no word she could say. There was no decision he could make.
While Davina, many times he wanted to go to Meidina. She wanted to hug her best friend and say, "Meidina, don't worry about anything. Don't worry about anyone. Your future is yours. You have the right to decide.
Do not deny your heart. Because the heart is the source of happiness.
I support you Meidina. Whatever decision you make, I'm always with you."
Unfortunately, all that encouraging speech, just stuck in the chest cavity. It won't reach Meidina. Because Davina could not break the moral limit of santri to her teacher, by stepping over to her best friend who sat close to sheikhona. The girl can only hope that her heart can be heard by Meidina Shafa.
Meidina Shafa is still with her tears. Still in the throes of the soul and did not find the taste buds as the answer. At first glance he came to the decision to just accept the proposal. And even the sad verses color the cavity of his soul.
Is this the end of Ra Fattan? Is this God's answer to all my prayers, the answer to all my questions?
Should I forget Ra's advice?
Forget the dream building that has been completed and just stay occupied.
Do I have to be with other people, who are not worthy of me?
Can I live with people I really don't want?
Can I love him, like I love Ra's invitation.
And can he love me like a prop?
Ah no.
Maybe I can get a divorce with Ra Fattan. But I won't be able to live with the person I should have called my sister to.
It was Meidina's decision, and she was ready to speak up. However, all of a sudden, his father's face loomed in the eye pelukan. The face of the mother who looked at him lovingly followed. Then the face of his only brother was also present there. Meidina. If he refuses the proposal, while his parents have accepted. How do both feel? It's not just the shame they get for it.
Then how could Meidina humiliate the parents, hurt the family. Those who are always ready to embrace it, although the girl may be in a state of mud and smell. Only the family can do that. Can Meidina deny their tested and proven love so far, in order to achieve a love that is still limited to believe?
As for accepting, it is not just his feelings that are not capable. But there is a heart belonging to his own best friend that will surely hurt. The heart of a Zaskia Arifa who harbored a deep love for Arafka. How's this.
Ah Yes Allah.
Meidina screams in the chest.
Hitting or looking up is the same.
The word yes or no is as heavy.
Finally there was never a word that could be spoken from his lips. There was never a decision he could make as an answer. There are only tears. Only tears are interpreted with variety by all who see it.
And Shaykhona responded to all this with wise action and firm judgment. After a long time has passed, and Meidina Shafa still unable to give an answer. He said softly to the girl who was sitting close enough.
"Because you're silent, I'm taking all that as a sign of agreement."
Davina let out a strong breath hearing it. While Meidina could only be bowed and felt that there was not the slightest bit of power.
"All of you, do you agree with my decision?" And Shaykhona still asked for another approval, for the decision he had made.
And how they all will not agree, while the decision of Shaykhona refers to the guidance of the rosule, in an event of sermon in his past. He clearly states, if a woman is betrothed, or dikhitbah, if she is a widow then listen to her opinion, whether she agrees or not. And if she's a girl, then her silence, is a sign of agreement.
Who can resist with everything. It also includes Meidina Shafa. Because,
Assukutu Yadullu Ala Na.
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Ariston ...
How's everything going?
Very arrogant, the author. The new one can greet you in this chapter.
Very sorry, please..
Sorry a thousand sorry.
I could barely manage the time when I decided to sign two novels at once. Because at the same time, busyness in the real world also cannot be ignored. Of all the things that are not possible to do together, finally there must be one who relented. If the activity in the real world, it can no longer be brained atik. It's the patent. Write the novel that needs to be reduced.
Finally, I decided to continue this novel, and the other one stayed where it used to be until next month, or next year. And the novel entangled in the love of the heir will also be terminated.
So, almost no time say hello with you guys, sorry yes.not arrogant. I need you guys there. I need your love for every piece of writing. And I need you guys loyal to every scratch of my ink. More precisely, type my fingertips. Because it's not written in the book anymore.
Love u friends readers all.
I wanted to tell you a little bit about this chapter, which is almost all just a narrative, and maybe a bit exaggerated as well. I just want to describe the feelings of the character clearly, when faced with a condition that is never desired. Girls who have arrived time to get married, often a dilemma with the issue of a companion. When it comes does not fit the criteria. Deciding to accept and reject someone is also not an easy matter, especially when the person we glorify plays a role.
That's what I felt first, when I was still in the pesantren. How the territorial kyai is much higher than the government, especially for the students.
Here I would like to present only one side of life, and one side of thinking that may not be generally known, or part of a minority. But, such thoughts, with such a pattern of life, such as the times of Meidina Shafa and her friends, are indeed really, and real. I'm just not going to mention that this is my story. There is a true story that inspired me to write this story.
My hope may be pleasing, and kept away from the word bored.
Just for info, this story I wrote in 2012, and only now can be launched. Yes, because at that time still did not know Noveltoon.
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