Betting Love Above Destiny
47 The Grace of the Enlightenment

Some whisper to each other softly, some stare without reluctantly switching, some are fixated with their own thoughts to the point of leaving. And there was a direct bow, avoiding his heart and mind that began to quarrel.

That was the mixed reaction of all those who were there, when Irfan Arafka Wafdan was there with Nizam Ali.

"This one is looking for you." ustad Widad pointed to Rahman Azizi and his brother.

"Mas Rafka still remembers me?" Azizi immediately asked familiarly.

"Who is it?" And it turns out Arafka can't remember right away.

"I'm Rahman Azizi, Mas. We met in Juanda's lapter about two months ago" Rahman said.

Arafka seemed to remember.

"I lost my plane ticket and my wallet, Mas Rafka at the time who saved me." Rahman added to his description, so that Arafka can immediately remember everything.

"Oo yes, I remember," said Arafka.

"Alhamdulillah." Rahman looked very happy. "It's aba, and my sister, Mas." He introduced his father and brother to Arafka.

"Son, we were looking forward to meeting you from a long time ago" said Kyai Tamim-dad Rahman Azizi-he spoke after Arafka shook hands. Even Kyai Tamim still holds Rafka's hand, like a father to his son.

"We're looking for you at some foundation in Situbondo. Our family, especially me, are very grateful for your help at the time to Azizi, if only there was no one as good as, Nak Rafka, surely at that time Azizi could not fly to Jakarta. Though he got an important call from the head of the RMI center, for the sustainability of the new boarding school we established." Kyai Tamim elaborates all of that with teary eyes.

How deeply moved he was by the kindness of the handsome young man in front of him, who had bought him another plane ticket on the following flight, as well as giving enough pocket money as Azizi stock for four days in Jakarta.

"Thank you, son. Thank you to infinity. May you be dear to God, and may your life be blessed." Sincere prayers were said by Kyai Tamim for the priest whom he still held tightly to his hand. How deeply moved he was, with the kindness of the young man who had helped his son, while they had never known each other before. Tamim Arafka is a young angel.

"Amin Ya Rab" said the young man with a happy smile. Happy to receive prayers of kindness from others.

"You are so virtuous, son. You've helped people you don't know with no strings attached, you're so noble" Kyai Tamim praised for the umpteenth time.

"Kyai don't overdo it. At that time I was just doing what I could do," Arafka said. About the charity that he had done some time ago, he had never remembered again. Who would have thought, just the young man he helped had been looking for him everywhere, until they met now.

"At that time I even promised, after meeting you, I will make you as my daughter-in-law, for my daughter, Syakila." Kyai Tamim pointed at the beautiful girl beside him. The one who was now so down, because almost all pairs of eyes were staring at him. Irfan Arafka Wafdan himself.

"Yes, Rafka. It is a promise that has been said by Aba. And because of the promise, aba always refused every time a proposal came to Syakila, before meeting with Rafka mas and conveying this." Rahman Azizi chimed in, when he saw Arafka speechless as if he could not believe what he had heard this time.

"I'm not forcing, son. But I was so hopeful. Because I believe in your kindness." Kyai Tamim patted Arafka's shoulder while smiling gently.

Now all eyes were on the handsome young man, both waiting, what would be the answer Arafka, on the proposal against him.

"Ee Kyai, I am very grateful for his immense trust. But, big apologies, I can't live up to expectations, Kyai towards me." The young man chose the most polite language when expressing rejection. And without him knowing, with this rejection, many hearts feel happy and relieved. It belongs to anyone.

"Why, Son? You don't want to be my daughter-in-law? Don't want to be part of my family?"

"It's an honor for me to be part of the family, Kyai. But not as a son-in-law. Because I'm engaged now, Kyai."

Clearly, and not long-winded was Arafka's answer. So along with this answer, there were doubts Amira answered on the testimony of Nabila and Zaskia, about Arafka who was engaged. And the answer is, right.

Don't ask why if Amira's expression is now so wry, her lips pursed. His heart's intention to steal Arafka's attention after the departure of Kyai Tamim, is now gone. In fact, the idol, the handsome melodic guitarist Albadar, is now in play.

"What's that, Rafka Mas?" Azizi looked startled by the fact about the young man in front of her.

"Yes, Mas" said Arafka.

"Prophe." Azizi immediately turned to Kyai Tamim, sculpted disappointment in her face as she looked at the father.

However, Kyai Tamim said wisely.

"No papa then, son. In this case I only intend to fulfill my promise witnessed by God."

"And now, Kyai has already missed that promise," Arafka said with a smile.

"If you're engaged, get married and build a happy household." Kyai Tamim patted Arafka's shoulder gently.

"God willing, Kyai."

"One day, maybe you can ask your wife's permission to remarry my daughter" Kyai Tamim continued.

"Prophe!?" Rahman Azizi and Syakila both exclaimed in shock. And not only the two of them, the others also looked equally shocked. Even the whispers among the Annur santri were heard, like the roar of bees when not part of the residence.

"Unable to ask permission, or unable to do so, son?"

"Both, Kyai."

At Arafka's reply, Kyai tamim let out a crisp laugh. "I'm just kidding, son." Baya over fifty years old was patting Rafka's shoulder."Thanks for everything, son. It's so nice to have met you like this."

"Together, Kyai."

Kyai Tamim and her daughter's son left. After they left, Widad and Azmi also Nizam laughed crisply at each other.

"Why, Mas?" Arafka looked questioningly at the seniors.

"It's amazing, Rafka Deck. No wife, already offered a wife. It's a gift" Widad said with a laugh.

"The grace that was veiled was calamitous" Azmi said, to which Nizam immediately laughed.

"The award covered in disaster, agreed greatly," said Nabila.

Nabila's remarks prompted a question from Nizam for Meidina. "What about Meidina?"

The pale-looking ayu girl only smiled faintly and shook her head slowly.

"Meidina's sick again, Mas," Davina said.

"Huh, Sick?" Nizam immediately jumped, like a beard fire. "Pantes pale, have you taken the medicine? Have you checked with the doctor?" The man immediately showed his attention.

"Hmm, do not occupy the place of the Rafka Deck, Nizam," Azmi quipped as she gestured to Arafka who was seen staring at Meidina silently. Nizam so scratched his nape that does not itch.

But Arafka, instead of showing the attention that Nizam had just given Meidina, when he found out that his future wife was sick, said to Nizam. "My car keys missed in the mosque huh, Mas Nizam."

"It's the deck, I'll take it. You were in such a hurry that you forgot to bring the car keys" Nizam said, handing Arafka a car key.

"Where's the car, Dek?" ask Widad.

"By the side of the mosque."

"Who's in the car with the Rafka deck?"

"Nothing. It's just this Nizam."

"Where, if they're all in his car, Rafka Deck?" Widad gestured to the four KM students and explained the reason why they had not been able to go home from there.

"Yes, Mas" said Rafka after hearing the explanation from Widad just now. "I'll take the car first" he continued and quickly moved on.

"But, Rafka Deck. We still want to go to the hospital. Ngantar Meidina. Can you?" Nabila held back the young man's steps with his words.

"Not to be, Nabila. We go straight back to Alhasyimi, "no

"Din, your pain will be even worse, if not taken to the doctor," Davina said.

"But, what time it is, we will arrive late at the guesthouse" Meidina replied.

"It's okay, Meidina. Later I will report to the manager," said Widad "Dek, take them to the hospital first yes," he asked Arafka. Who immediately got a nod of approval from the young man.

"Don't go to the hospital, to the moon will be delivered, justad Widad, from Meidina you know," said Nizam.

Arafka did not respond, he again continued his steps to leave. But again this time it was blocked.

"Wait, Rafka!"

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May be healthy, vibrant, and happy always yes.

I want to ask, this story to continue or not? I feel tired, constantly let down the system. (so vent) hihi.

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