
A few days later...
"Someone will come to propose to you, son. This time I hope don't reject it right away, yeah."
Kinan understood his mother's strong desire for him to marry. It was also the reason Kinan did not reject the proposal that came to him directly. Kinan has no desire to get married. But for the sake of his mother's relief, he tried to let the proposal meeting happen.
"Ki, you're done with the grooming, right?" halimah asked as she touched the maroon-colored veil Kinan wore.
Beautiful, graceful, Kinan look looks very natural. Kinan is a simple girl, without a thick makeup polish but the feminine side looks prominent because of its softness.
"You're not dancing, Mom. It's just like this, it's okay, right?" It sounds a little less excited. Kinan ended up curling a smile, not wanting his mother to be suspicious.
Not dislike because someone proposed, but that's Kinan. He felt not ready to get married. But, her mother kept asking Kinan to consider if there was a man coming to propose to her. He himself did not know who would come, because his mother kept it a secret until this moment with the reason of surprise.
"Udah Beautiful son Mother. MaaSha Allah."
Kinan just smiled a little. "Alhamdulillah. Kinan help make a drink?"
"No, wait in the room. I'll call you later, if the guest comes."
"Good, Mom." Kinan simply nodded thinly while taking a deep breath. Who was Sholeh's man who would come to propose to her? At a time like this why Kinan even thought of a man named Dude. Even though it was a week ago their unintentional meeting happened. Is it possible that Kinan really liked that guy?
"Mas Dude's. Why am I even thinking about him?" kinan Gumam.
Impossible. The taste he has must be just admiration. Kinan was sure, how could he possibly like it as fast as lightning just by looking at the outer appearance of a person alone.
Moments later a greeting came from outside her door. The Kinan Room is right behind the living room. Of course Kinan could hear the voice of the guest saying his greetings.
"Assalamua'laikum."
"Wa'alaikumsalaam."
Halimah opened the door and smiled at the guests she had been waiting for.
"Mom, sorry I'm a bit long. It was a pretty jammed street, ordinary Jakarta."
There was the voice of the fathers with fluent Indonesian language. Who her? Kinan was curious.
"Yes, it's okay. Jakarta is usually stuck. Please come in, sir. Sorry it's a narrow house, it's the state of our house, sir."
It seems there is only the voice of the fathers. How do you wonder who will be introduced to him? Is that father? It was impossible, Kinan thought.
"It's okay, Mother. Thank you" replied the guest. Again very polite.
"So soon, I'll call Kinan first,"
"Good, Mom. Thank you,"
Kinan stood with his body straight. Although he was nervous, but he tried not to show his nervousness. How not to be nervous? Is it possible that this man will become her husband? Only God knows.
The door to Kinan's room opened. "Ki, the guy's coming. Yuk, we're out to meet them" said Kinan's mother.
"Hm, you gentlemen, ma'am?" ask Kinan curiously. If it is true fathers, it is very outrageous for his mother to Kinan, his mind in guessing.
"Nguping to you?" Halimah held back a smile while tidying up her daughter's veil.
"Didn't budge, ma'am. But it sounds, it's close to the living room." Kinan. "Kinan didn't overhear."
Halimah chuckled softly. "Yes yes, you have met them. You will know which one."
Kinan could only say his mother's words, then walked while holding her mother's hand. Kinan did not raise his face, I don't know he's getting groggy now.
"Assalamu'alaikum Kinan." The voice was familiar to Kinan Adelia. Kinan had not heard the voice since, only the voices of the fathers he had heard. But if a new voice echoed in his ear, it felt very familiar. No, even Kinan heard it often.
"Astagfirullah," Kinan's reflexes were so shocked. He raised his face gaping as the figure before him appeared.
Kinan smiled stiffly. Kinan's mother invited Kinan to sit next to her. Then Kinan just kept his head down, not daring to stare and make sure again the man who came today to his house.
"Kinan, how come you're dumb? Let's get acquainted with Mr. Asnawi. This is Mr. Asnawi's son, you must know right? Son of Hamzah."
Hamza. It turned out that he was the one who came to Kinan's house. At that time Kinan's feelings could not be explained. Kinan was confused, because the one who came was Hamzah. The general practitioner at the hospital where he works. Indeed Doctor Hamzah often paid more attention to Kinan. But, he did not expect that Doctor Hamzah was this serious with him.
"Yes, Kinan knows Mom. Doctor Hamzah, how are you? Mr. Asnawi, greetings. I'm Kinan," Kinan said with a friendly smile.
"Alhamdulillah. Apparently God has finally brought us together as we are today. May this bring good. You only intend to be in touch with Nak Kinan and Kinan's parents. While fulfilling Hamzah's invitation, he said there were good intentions that he wanted to convey to Kinan in particular."
The deg!
What good intentions?
Could it be that Hamzah really intends to propose to her? Oh God, Kinan doesn't know what to answer later. He has no feelings for Hamzah. Although he knew that Hamzah was a good and good man. But how does he feel? Kinan did not have the slightest taste for Hamzah.
Of course if he had the slightest taste in Hamzah, he would definitely not have easily ignored Hamzah's form of concern all along to him.
"Kinan, my arrival here intends to apply for Kinan, is Kinan willing to accept my goodwill?" hamzah said straightforwardly stating his point.
Turns right. So Hamzah wants to propose to her. Kinan froze, he did not smile even showing any reaction now.
Halimah and Mr. Asnawi just smiled while waiting for Kinan to answer Hamzah's question. At that time Hamzah was very strong in his words. Kinan increased not freely reject it directly. Isn't it too outrageous? Hamzah is a good man.
"God has forgotten, please drink first. I deliberately prepared, in drinking tea yes, as it were." Halimah tried to melt the tense atmosphere. He knew that his daughter must be in shock right now.
With a racing heart, not like a girl in love, but the other way around. Kinan had no sense in Hamzah, but he had a disdainful and respectful attitude towards the young doctor in front of him.
Not to mention a few days ago Halimah said that Kinan did not immediately refuse if there was a Sholeh man who proposed to her.
"Kinan's? You have an answer, son?"
Kinan gulped his saliva hard and laboriously. Then he took a deep breath while holding his mother's hand.
"Doctor Hamzah, I accept Doctor's goodwill. But can I ask for time consideration? I need to pray istikharah first, to establish my answer."
Hamzah and Mr. Asnawi nodded their heads.
"Of course you can, Kinan. Everything needs a heart. The path of istikharah is one that is recommended for us to do, if we experience doubts," replied Hamzah.
"Yes, Kid Kinan can consider it carefully. How about we give it time, so as not to wait for each other. A week is enough?" ask Mr. Asnawi to Kinan.
Halimah rubbed the back of her son's hand. "Enough, son?"
Kinan sighed again. "God is enough. But I'm sorry if the answer won't satisfy everyone. Or vice versa, the point is that I give everything to God. Whatever the results of my isikharah later," he said, tawakkal.
"Yes, okay Kinan. I understand and God willing I accept whatever Kinan's decision will be."
"Alhamdulillah."
Everyone gave thanks and hoped that the decision Kinan would give later was the best. Kinan had doubts, but no one knew who Kinan was, other than Allah. Kinan did not want to just reject Hamzah, especially when he measured himself. Who is he so that he can freely refuse a doctor Hamzah class man? Sholeh, and also in the delight of many people. Kinan was afraid, she seemed to be a selfless girl.
"Then. I think my friendship and my son at this time is quite up here. Another week Hamzah and I will be back." Mr. Asnawi moved from his seat.
Hamzah also stood up, occasionally throwing a smile at Kinan Adelia.
"Thank you, Mr. Asnawi and Nak Hamzah. We both seek the pleasure of God. Hopefully whatever decision given by Kinan later can be accepted with a roomy yes," said Bu Halimah.
"Aamiin, God willing."
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