Brother, I Love You
233. Assalamu aleikum Ukhti Hani !

"Assalamu aleikum Daddy !"

"Greetings dear !" reply Bilal to his first daughter in HP.

"How are you doing, Dad ?" ask Yasmin.

Now the first daughter of Bilal Albiruni is continuing her education in Cairo.

"Thank God be good son!, what about Daddy's daughter ?" ask Bilal again, his smile did not fade from earlier.

"God be kind too Daddy !" answer Yasmin." Daddy !" call Yasmin." Do you want to talk to Mama ?" tanyakanya.

Bilal did not answer him immediately, he noticed the face of his first daughter. His daughter's face looked happy. Turns out Annisa's second daughter had informed her brother first.

"Yes, baby ! if your mother still wants to accept Dad !" bilal answered, then swallowed his saliva with difficulty. For the sake of the happiness of his daughter, let him put aside his happiness.

"Dad !" yasmin said softly, he could read the look on his father's face that seemed to hold the burden of the heart on the screen of his phone." Was Annisa the one who forced Dad to refer to Mama ?" tanyakanya.

Bilal developed his smile even more, though it was forced." No dear!, I still love your mother !" dustiness.

Maybe that love is still a little there for his ex-wife. But right now, Bilal's heart is more adrift with his first love, Hani.

Yasmin is seen sighing on the screen of ustadz Bilal's handphone. His daughter had always understood him better, his nature was more imitating to the grandfather of Arya, always understanding him.

"What should you do, dear ?." Bilal finally shed his tears, unable to hide his grief to his daughter.

"Dad !" yasmin scolded me gently, pitying to see her father cry, yet she was unable to embrace him to appease him."Look for Dad's happiness!, for Annisa's problem, let Yasmin take care of it later !" yasmin.

Yasmin was nineteen years old. Yasmin already had mature thoughts. Perhaps because he was the first child, God gave advantages to him, to mature in the face of circumstances.

"No son!, to my father ! father's daughter's happiness is more important !" bilal replied, wiping away her tears. Then again reviewed his smile, overwhelmed with the disappointment of his daughter in acting.

"But how can Father's daughter be happy, if our father is unhappy. Like just now, Dad was crying !" yasmin.

"I can see in Dad's eyes, it looks like Dad is in love. To whom is Father ?. Who managed to snatch the heart of Dad from Mama ?. It must be a woman, a great woman !" joking Yasmin to comfort the father.

"Is Dad's daughter teasing you ?." Bilal further developed his smile, seeing his daughter wink at him.

"Come on yeah ! answered Yasmin's question !" yasmin said curious, what kind of woman, the one who managed to conquer the heart of his father.

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The pesantren

Hani meets his brother Amar at his house. After going through the inner struggle these few days. Hani steadied his heart to open a new page of his life with another man.

That's right what his brother Ikbal said. If Bilal could live with another woman. Why can't he ?. Hani is ready to accept, if there is a man who wants to propose to her. Of course, that was all he left to his two brothers. Because Hani is sure, his two brothers will marry a good man to him.

"Assalamu aleikum !" hani

"Greetings hallow !" reply to Ustadz Amar who sat on the porch chair of the house while reading a book and drinking coffee made by his wife.

Hani sat his body in one of the empty seats.

"What is it that brought my brother here ?" ustadz asked Amar, closed the book in his hand, then placed it on the table beside him.

"Hani is ready to marry again bang !" answer Hani casually. Without permission to pluck the fried banana bite marks Ustadz Amar from the plate on the table.

Ustadz Amar commented on his smile, "why do you have to eat brother's bite marks ?" tanyakanya.

"That color is more delicious !" answer Hani while chewing fried food in his mouth. Then take a coffee glass belonging to Ustadz Amar, then sip it slowly.

Ustadz Amar shook his head to see the behavior of his cousin's sister.

"Abang can't find you a future husband!. But if anyone comes to propose to you, brother can help, judge the man whether it's good or not to marry brother sister !" ustadz Amar.

"Hani wants her man to be handsome ! mapan ! and still dashing !" hani ngaur.

"Where are your thoughts ? hm...!" gemas Ustadz Amar pulled Hani's ear covered with hijab.

"To treat severe injuries, it takes expensive medicine and certainly hope" Hani replied smiling.

Ustadz Amar smiled. I don't know what made her brother change his mind. Seeing her smile and her sister's cheerful face. Ustadz Amar felt like seeing Hani as a child.

"All right ! are there any other criteria ?" ask Ustadz Amar.

"Surely soleh, kind and love to me !" answer Hani.

Hani nodded his head.

"Now make coffee for brother!, because you've finished my coffee !" said Ustadz Amar, seeing the coffee in his glass is just the waste.

"Please ask brother-in-law!, Hani wants to go now!, assalamu alaikum !." Hani immediately ran away from the terrace of his brother's house. Because they are lazy to make coffee.

Ustdaz Hamzah shook his head while smiling at the spoiled nature of his younger sister.

At her house, Hani goes into her room. Hani sat her body on the edge of the mattress facing the window of her room. Hani sighed with the decision of her who was ready to marry again, if there was a man who proposed to her. Maybe by marrying again, the burden that has been squeezing his chest all this time can be lost. He has a friend to pour out his heart. Unlike now, he harbored his own feelings.

Hani placed both palms onto the mattress that was behind him, then turned his face with his eyes closed towards the sky of his room.

God ! if I remarry, I wish it was my last marriage!, Inner Hani.

He is no longer young, if the next marriage is not the last marriage. How many times will he get married ?. That means he hasn't got his happiness.

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Hani picks up her phone that reads on the nightstand, a sign of a message coming in. Hani opens his phone screen to read the message.

📩Later tonight there's a man who's going to crush you. After the prayer, get ready, brother will pick you up at home.

So the message sent Ustadz Ikbal his brother to his HP.

Hani's heart was beating very fast. Guess who came to see it ?. Hani is suddenly confused and pranks himself in his room. Answer what he will give later, whether he will accept the person's proposal or not.

Oh God ! how is this?, inner Hani biting her lower lip, while pacing back and forth, thinking hard inside her room. Divorce if the man does not fit the criteria he said to his brother ?. What if the man is not in Hani's heart ?. Will Hani accept the proposal by force again ?. Because he kept his two brothers feeling.

Asking a soul mate!, how fast do you catch it?, inner Hani again. I don't know how long he has been in his room.

Why is it not so easy for God to grant my prayers, asking Ustadz Bilal to be my soul mate ?. Inner Hani again

Astagfirullohal 'azim!, continued Hani again.

Hani walked over to the glass of her dresser. Hani looked at her face in the mirror. Hani saw, his face was no longer young. His face had begun to strip down fine lines, especially under his eyes and corners.The skin of his face had also begun to loosen, not as tight as it used to be. Could it be that the man who was going to propose to her was young?, the answer was no !. Hani can guess for sure the man who proposed to her was a man far above her, aka old.

It was also only two weeks that Hani told his brother Amar. If he is ready to marry again, this is immediately someone came to propose.

After the prayer from the mosque, Hani was ready as told by his brother. In front of the mirror Hani continued to look at his face and stick his palms on both cheeks. Hani was feeling very nervous at this moment, until his palm became cold. Tonight Hani will open the door to her new life. Tonight Hani will accept a man's proposal. After that, it means that Hani will be married again after twenty years of widow status.

"Hani ! why so long !" sahut Uztadz Ikbal from the room luae, because it has been half an hour waiting for Hani not to leave the room. There is no way that he is putting his makeup on?, thought Ustadz Ikbal.

"Yes Bang !" sahut Hani from within.

Hani turned her headscarf over for a while, then stepped her foot toward the door of her room, then opened it.

Ustadz Ikbal smiled, one hand raised rubbing Hani's head. His sister's face looked a little pale, because she was too nervous. Ustadz Ikbal pulled Hani's body into his arms. Maybe his sister needs his strength.

"You may reject it, if it does not fit in the heart !" said Uztadz Ikbal smiling as he rubbed Hani's back.

Hani just kept quiet and bit her lower lip.

Ustadz Ikbal linked one hand to Hani's finger slit. His sister's hand felt very cold, like she had just been holding an ice cube. Ustadz Ikbal stepped foot, taking Hani out of their grandfather's house without removing his embrace.

Arriving in front of Ustadz Ikbal's house, Hani stopped his steps, leaning his head against Ustadz Ikbal's face. Hani sighed, Hani was really very nervous to see the number of sandals and shoes in front of Ustadz Ikbal's house.

"The man brought some of his family !" ustadz Ikbal answered, Understanding his sister's gaze." His family all want to visit this pesantren, see if this pesantren is suitable for their children and grandchildren" continued Ustadz Ikbal again, smiling.

Ustadz Ikbal led Hani back to continue his steps to enter his house.

When he was about to step into the house, Hani stopped his steps again. Seeing people inside the house.

The dug dug dug dug dug....!

Hani's heart immediately beat faster again, until it felt like it was going to be dislodged. Hani removed his body from the embrace of Ustadz Ikbal, and put his body on the floor, Hani cried, I don't know ? what made him cry saw one of the figures in the living room.

Ustadz Ikbal immediately helped his brother stand up, took him into his arms, hugged him tightly.

"Assalamu aleikum Ukhti Hani !" greet someone already standing in front of Hani and Usradz Ikbal.

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