FIZAH (Female Kolong Garbage)
PART 67 "Two Candidate Priests"

*Rubia El - Hazimah

What was my dream last night? I don't remember any dreams. My past nights were deserted without beauty. But, tonight she heeded everything in one decision-making attraction that was to choose me to be her life partner.

"But how do I pick these two things?" I put the ring from Mr. Faith and the keris from Mr. Ibban. Two very contrasting gifts. For a keris that he said was named patrem, I do not know what Mr. Ibban meant to give such a thing. I also just found out he likes sacred things that must be fantastic.

I honestly forgot about the ring when Mr. Ibban came to propose to me. I am so happy. However, if Mr. Ibban knew I had been proposed by Mr. Iman, I was sure he would not go forward. Because, applying on the pins of others is not allowed. It just crossed my mind that after seeing the ring lying on the bed.

Somehow I was worried that if I told Mr. Ibban this, he would back off. But, even so, isn't his decision still with me? I have to be honest for the sake of justice for Mr. Faith because he is the one who is more entitled to get answers. It could be that I will sin for rejecting the first man's proposal, while at the same time the second man came with the proposal that I was actually waiting for. It's not fair for Mr. Faith to expect me.

I sent you a message.

It just so happens that Mr Ibban is online.

^^^"Before I apologized."^^^

Five seconds as I typed the continuation sentence, the tick turned blue. He also typed.

"For?"

He's typing again. "Just the proposal?"

I sped up when I was afraid Mr. Ibban misunderstood. Direct send.

^^^"True njengan. Mr. Faith really likes me. But, I forgot to tell you, Mr. Ib. Puntenu. Before proposing, Mr. Iman had given me a ring. The ring is still on me."^^^

Blue tick. He called me right away.

📞"Where, Ma'am?"

I let out a breath. A little nervous to explain the sentence in the chat earlier.

📞"I'm sorry, sir."

📞"Just explain, Ma'am!"

📞"True words njenengan. Mr. Faith suddenly came to the house. It was late after I got home from school. She's not going to the mansion?"

📞"No. Almost two weeks we haven't had any news."

📞"What do you think of njengan? I'm sorry, sir. I honestly forgot."

📞"You told your parents?

📞"Already. As soon as I went home earlier, Papa and Mama also just remembered."

📞"I talked to Mr. Iman first. I'll tell you again."

📞"Yes, Mr Ib."

📞"Sir?"

📞"Hmm?"

📞"I'm sorry."

📞"Nothing. His name is also forgotten."

📞"Yes already. Thanks, Ma'am. Assalamu'alaikum?"

📞"Wa'alaikumussalam." Closed it.

At least I've dared to be honest rather than feel guilty. If I'm not frank, I'm afraid it will have an impact on the friendship of Mr. Ibban and Mr. Iman. I didn't expect Mr. Ibban to suddenly come to propose after I invited him to dinner.

I lifted the keris. "I really like you, Mr. Ibban. Not Mr. Faith." Then, I opened the keris holster. A unique sacred thing.

"I just found out there is a kris as small as this and he said it is specifically for women" I murmured later.

That kris might be very special for Mr. Ibban. And, all of a sudden I felt like I didn't really deserve that heirloom.

While waiting for Mr. Ibban's answer, I took the time to study the material that I was going to deliver tomorrow. The eyes are still awake. Snacks of alen-alen and mango juice still accompany me even though I really have eaten so much. But, the habit of snacking at night is still often kulakoni. Especially when doing any task. There must be something to accompany. I rarely drink coffee.

Half an hour later. I'm sleepy. WA Pak Ibban is still online. Not long after he finally sent me a screenshot dialog message with Mr. Iman.

"Take a. By the way tumben, Mas?"

^^^"I'm calling."^^^

"Don't. I'm out there. Rames. Chat is just a chat."

^^^"I went to his house. Apply him. But, I didn't know you had proposed to her."^^^

"Casual, Mas. From the beginning I knew you liked it too. Sory, I didn't stop by your contract yesterday. Who's fast he got. The concept, right, is so 😂."

^^^"OKAY. I will completely leave that answer to Rubia. He's free to choose me or choose you."^^^

"Ready, Mas. But, most likely he will definitely choose you. The ring is just as proof that I like him too even though I also know he likes you right now."

^^^"Yes already. Okay. I told Rubia. He must be confused to have to choose two proposals."^^^

"Ready. I'm waiting for you, Mas."

Mr. Ibban called me back.

📞"How about, Sir?"

📞"As in the chat earlier. The point is that I and Mr. Iman resigned. It is up to you to choose who. And, whoever is elected we have to be legowo (chestra).

📞"Oh, crap?" (Oh, what?)

📞"I hope you decide fairly. With steadiness and in the consideration of your parents as well. I don't care if you don't choose me. Because Mr. Iman also turned out to be entitled first if you actually want to choose him."

They are both adults. Not relying on self-egoism. I was confronted by two men who were both salih. But, from the beginning my heart tends to choose Mr. Ibban. In fact, I do not if it turns out Mr. Iman also likes me. And, with Mr. Ibban proposing, it means that my love has reached his heart. She reciprocated my love by coming to my parents without further ado.

📞"I try, Mr Ib."

📞"I'm sorry, Ma'am."

📞"Loh, why, sir?"

📞"My arrival made it difficult for you."

"I'm very grateful, sir. That means I know how you feel, "my inner self.

📞"It's okay."

📞"Rest, gih! Assalamu'alaikum?"

📞"Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullah."

I opened the ring box. Silver rings with first three. I tried to put it on my left ring finger. I thought I was selfish if I chose Mr Ibban because I wanted to keep the choice? Would that be fair to Mr Faith?

I called Mr. Faith. The first time I called him was first. Unfortunately, he did not lift. Gave me a message, forbid me from calling because I'm still out of the house. He asked what was up.

"How does the real Mr. Faith feel?"

"If by me explaining it even makes you heavy to make a decision, it's better not to 😉😇."

"But, at least if I know, sir."

"That ring is enough to be the biggest reason why I should give it to you."

"But I need a clearer reason. I don't want to make the wrong decision."

"Pick according to your conscience."

"Why is Mr Iman so resigned?"

"Myjob. Can I force you when I know what you really love Mas Nizam?"

"Choose to be loved or to love, O God?" my inner.

Their love comes at the same time.