Duda Vs Son Virgin
#Hour Village
The next day Joseph and Zulaikha's family went to his hometown. On the way they were joking. Especially if it is not the Naughty Girl who makes a lot of atmosphere. There are only the talking materials. The writing on the body of the truck is just a matter of chat.
Not felt their journey by car, spent 3 hours 5 minutes 13 seconds. Missed from the estimate of Joseph who said about 3 hours if using a car.
"Om, you're making a wrong prediction should grant me one wish!" zulaikha exclaimed as soon as he got out of the car.
"Oh my God, this missed just five minutes. I must be punished" said Yusuf while bringing out goods or souvenirs for his family.
"Em ..em ..em! Wrong is still wrong. Om's Pokonya should grant me one wish," said the Naughty Girl.
'I think Zulaikha wants something. That is why he stood firm, ' said Joseph in his heart.
"Nr ...!" whinek Zulaikha with pleading eyes.
"Yes, I was wrong. You can ask me something. If I can live it, I will. Otherwise I will not live" replied Joseph.
"I think Om can do it" said Zulaikha followed by a smile.
'That's right, there must be something he wants.' Joseph held his laughter.
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The arrival of Zulaikha and his parents was well received by Joseph's extended family. Hajar is very happy to see in person his son-in-law is now wearing a hijab.
"Look, Dad! Yusuf is beautiful, right? She had her feathers even a little because she ate a lot of rice" Hajar told her husband.
His father Joseph signaled to his son to approach. And Clive as well. The hand that still serves to unite the hands of Joseph and Clive.
Joseph was crying too. He understands what his father meant. He just nodded.
"Yes, Dad. Zulaikha and I are getting married, but with the judge. We have different beliefs with him" Yusuf said, wiping his tears. Then he also wiped the tears in his eyes that began to dim the light.
Hajar cried with tears, now his son and grandson already have a backrest in their home later. A Wife or Mother is like a life in a house. If, that figure does not exist. Then the house will feel empty, empty, and cold. Conversely, if there is a figure of a wife or mother, then the atmosphere of the house will feel alive, warm, and crowded.
"Son Zulaikha, be a strength to Joseph. Wife, friend, partner, and supporter at all times to him.
"Yes, Mom. Please pray that I can soon be the daughter-in-law that Mom and Dad hope to be. Also become a Muslim as everyone hopes" said Zulaikha timidly.
"Our arrival is also in addition to being in touch, also to talk about their wedding day. Zulaikha happens to be graduating next month. What if their wedding day was one day after their graduation day" Clive explained.
Honestly, Joseph just knew this. She did not expect that the wedding day of her and her lover was faster than expected.
Joseph approached his father, and he received a leather-bound Qur'an. The Qur'an is much older than him. The Qur'an is passed down through the generations of his family.
If in the family of Joseph a leader of the head of the family must hold fast to the Qur'an and As-sunah. To become a Muslim, you must be able to guide all members of your family. Now his father wants to leave his ancestral possessions to his only son.
"Dad, pray for me always to be the best priest for my family!" pinta Yusuf to his father. Only the nods given by the old man could only lie down.
Both of Zulaikha's parents held back their cries at the sight of Joseph and his father. Joseph painstakingly fed little by little the food his mother had made. They also felt that his daughter did not choose the wrong prospective life partner. Although already a widower even had one child, did not reduce the value more than the figure of a handsome man.
"Mi ... Pi .... Come, say!" Zulaikha gave the code to his parents.
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Waduh the Zul give me the code! About what, huh? Wait for the continuation yes! Yuk, give me support to be more excited to make crazy up. Author Type The power of the month end. UP crazy 😆😆😆.
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While waiting for Brother Yusuf and Zulaikha up next chapter. Also read my friend's work. Enliven their stalls. Cus sliding 🥰