Betting Love Above Destiny
38 Two Facts That Are Reverse

"But, Mom." After a long time of silence, Meidina Shafa finally let out her voice as well. And he looks for a moment to breathe. "But Father and Mother still do not know Arafka," he continued in a soft voice.

"Why, Ndok. Is your fiancee disabled?" asked Ibrahim in response to his daughter's remarks.

"No, Sir. He is whole and not deformed" said Meidina.

"Then, why?"

"He's not worth me" Meidina said, looking down.

"You mean?" ask Miss Salma.

"He's younger than me, Mom. I should have called her sister" Meidina said with a pair of teary eyes.

"So it's just a matter of age, Ndok. It's not about the creed, it's not about the shari'a, right?" Throw Ibrahim with great emphasis.

"But, Mr ..."

"Ndock." The mother immediately cut off Meidina's words. "Isn't it in terms of choosing a life partner that important her faith and her ability to be a leader?"

"Yes, Mom. But I want a life companion who is more mature than me, because he will be my priest" Meidina said with tears falling.

"Meidina can you guarantee that if a man is older than you, he will be more mature? And are you sure that a young man younger than you can't be a priest to you?" The father chimed in with systematic questions. The success made Meidina unable to answer anymore. Because he can't guarantee that.

The girl was down. It seemed that right now, he was already in a position that was unable to do anything. No power or effort. In that moment, a greeting was heard.

Kyai Mustofa Tamimi was present at the guest house, along with a handsome young man, who when he saw it, Meidina immediately took a slow breath. Both of Meidina's parents, who knew Kyai Musthofa Tamimi - when she accompanied the nanny - immediately rose to welcome, which made Meidina Shafa also stand up from her seat with her head down. After shaking hands with each other,

"Sir Ibrahim, Ms. Salma, this is Rafka's son-in-law, smean." Kyai Mustofa Tamimi introduces the young man who came with her.

As a result, Meidina's parents stared at Arafka. His face is beautiful, clean as if shining because of the water of ablution, the look of his eyes are sharp, his posture is tall, his appearance is charming, with the selection of colors of clothes and sarongs that are commensurate. The kopy that covered his head was used neatly. He smiled kindly, then shook hands at Meidina's parents by kissing her hands.

And when it comes to Meidina's turn. The young man cupped both hands in front of his chest, which received a similar reply from his fiancee. Kyai Mustofa Tamimi invited everyone to sit down.

For about thirty minutes they sat together, courting each other, in intimate and polite conversation. Meidina alone looks passive and silent a thousand languages. While Arafka, he followed all these talks within the limits of his modesty. As a result, a pair of prospective in-laws also felt like and immediately familiar with Arafka. Moreover, the prospective daughter-in-law, without awkward directly mention father and mother to both parents Meidina Shafa.

Before leaving the place, when Kyai Mustofa had been shaking hands with Mr. Ibrahim, Arafka gave a small box of flowers to Meidina Shafa. The ayu girl was shocked and did not immediately accept.

"Take, Ndok. And wear it!" kyai Musthofa Tamimi's. Meidina immediately received the jewelry box from Arafka's hand.

After the departure of Musthofa Tamimi and Arafka kyai from the place, it appears that Mr. Ibrahim and Ms. Salma are throwing smiles at each other. "I immediately felt like our future daughter-in-law, Mom. I'm sure he will not only be a good husband to Meidina, but will also be a good son to us" Ibrahim said with a hopeful and proud smile.

Meidina. Pupus had hoped to convince his father and mother of his impropriety with Arafka. Because the first impression of their meeting immediately produced a sense of liking in both parents Meidina Shafa in his prospective daughter-in-law.

"What's that, son?" ma'am Salma asked, staring at the jewelry box in her daughter's hand.

"Ring, ma'am," Meidina replied with a lethargic countenance. Actually the ring is very nice, very fancy, and looks very expensive. If it wasn't in this order, Meidina would have loved the ring. But, now that he was numb, everything that looked luxurious and beautiful was unable to fascinate him.

"Wear, Son!" father's word.

"No need, sir. Later. Just," reject Meidina while continuing to look down.

"Why?"

"Shame, look at friends."

"Why embarrassed? What ring he got from stealing,"'tukas Pak Ibrahim. Meidina immediately lowered her head in with a pair of teary eyes.

"You're an adult, son. I know what is good and what is not. It is up to you, if by behaving like this, you consider it good, go on," continued Mr. Ibrahim.

Ms. Salma immediately rubbed her daughter's shoulders slowly. "Wear Din, please. Don't let your father get angry" said the woman in a trembling voice, holding back a sob. "Mom knows how you feel, son. But try to be sincere and accept. Whatever God's destiny is better for us" he continued with tears falling down.

It can be understood if Ms. Salma said so, because to her mother, Meidina had told her about Ra Fattan.

Now the ayu girl could only nod obediently and put the expensive ring on her finger.

Two inversely proportional facts are not, between Zaskia Ariva and Meidina Shafa. Two sides of the assessment of the same object. One, grateful for the existence, even very expected and desired. One felt the pain of his existence, even desperately wanting to get out of his atmosphere. Who's wrong in this, about what they feel. And who is right?

Basically they are just puppets, who are playing the play of a story, the creator of the scenario, is the Almighty. They get a variety of roles, according to what has been determined.

The goal of each role is to finish the story. Wrong or right is just their way to carry out the role. A role that will lead them to the greatness of the power of the Almighty Rahman.

So let Meidina and Zaskia carry out their respective roles, by going through the process naturally. Because indeed every human being, not necessarily Merta will be mature and mature, and can wisely in addressing his life. They need a process to get there.

The moment Zaskia stepped out of the room, with her head bowed, all of a sudden, it was,

"Why is Azmi here?" Zaskia looks shocked. Azmi waited for him there for over half an hour.

"I did wait for Ning Zaskia here" Azmi said.

"Waiting for me?" Zaskia looks astonished.

"Yes, I met Kyai Fadholi at the center. He told you to take you back to the branch, if the exam is over."

Zaskia was silent with a rustling feeling. He understood very well that his brother had said so to Albadar's handsome vocalist, it must be because there was something. Butwhat? Zaskia asked in silence.

"Ning," Azmi scolded. Because seeing Zaskia was still silent.

"Yes, Mas. The exam is over. But I still have BES meetings with my friends."

"All right, I'll wait."

"Maybe a little long, Mommy."

"It's okay, Ning."

"Ee, Sorry, Mas. If the word aba has been troublesome smean," said Zaskia with an uncomfortable feeling.

"Not at all, Ning," Azmi said with a smile. His gaze gently nailed Zaskia's face for a moment, before the young man immediately moved.

The BES meeting agenda this time is, the bookkeeping plan of all the studies they routinely do once a week, of course by adding some references from ustadz, lecturers, and kyai. The goal is that the scientific source of the material they present is more extensive and adequate.

The book will be printed and patented as the work of the third year's kulliyatul muallimin schoolgirl. Because they all want to leave history in the field of KM education, before they finish their studies and leave Alhasyimi.

For that, they began to collect bookkeeping material, which each material discussed together. If there are some things that feel the definition is less extensive, and still require additional references from experts in the field, they postpone everything, first, to then split the task on anyone they would ask for enrichment of that material.

(Material enrichment, is a temporary term used by the student2 KM)

Because of that they look busy, until time passes without feeling. "Ning Zaskia, no papa, if you want to go home first, '" said Nabila on the sidelines of his busy life.

"Why, Ma'am? asked Zaskia astonished, considering their work is still a lot, but why was told to go home first.

"Ning Zaskia will be waiting" Nabila said with a smile.

"Kok mbak Nabila know?"

Nabila and Davina just look at each other, then smile at each other.

"The Azmi was told to aba, Ma'am," said Zaskia quietly.

"That means, Kyai Fadholi believes in Azmi to take care of you, Ning," said Nabila.

"I mean, Mommy? I really feel that there is another purpose behind the speech yes," Zaskia said with an uncomfortable look on her face.

"We're husnudzon kok Ning" Davina said.

"meaning?" Zaskia was increasingly made uncomfortable by the remark.

"It looks like sheikhona gave the first signal, when he sent Azmi to deliver you that night, Ning," said Nabila, revealing what became the case. His judgment.

"Ah, Wallahu a'lamu, Ma'am. I have no thoughts in that direction" said Zaskia, looking down. Suddenly there was a handsome face in his glasses. A face whose name is still in the heart to this day. But, Ah.

Zaskia woke herself up quickly. He has it, he whispered in his heart. And because of that thought, he stared at Meidina who looked solemn with his notes. Apparently, the fact is not so.

"Bak Meidina why are you crying?" ask Zaskia gently. Which makes Davina and Nabila so look in the direction of the BES chairman. And it was true, Meidina was not particularly pleased with her notes, but she was solemn with her own thoughts, and tears welled up her face.

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