Genius Child: DEMI GAURI
CHAPTER 41. KAY'S PAST

"God, what now?" Efendi stared alternately at Habib Muh and his friend Hariri.

Kayshan sat quietly and looked down. Sam patted Kay on the shoulder several times to harden her heart.

The preparation of the maulid was carried out by Shan and Ahmad, at the request of Habib Muh through Sam before the Maghrib. The sound of the open-air prayer began to sound giving a thud to two people who were silent to each other.

"There are terms or conditions, Ji?" hariri asked his friend, he sat in front of Habib Muh, to the right of Efendi.

Efendi looked at Kayshan. "Ana just wanted to know about her past while in Europe and settled in Malaysia" said Elea's father, because he was worried about opening up Kayshan's disgrace.

Deg. Kashhan. His heart is pounding.

"Fadhol, talk together," said Habib Muh, embraced by Hariri. He invited the two men of different ages to pull over for a moment.

Efendi then rose, followed by Kayshan who looked pale. Sam closed, no less anxious about the final decision of Efendi.

"Ishbir, Sammy. The debt is soon finished, mabruk .. whatever the result, we can not force. It's Kayshan's fight at the finish line" Hariri told Sam.

"What do you want, son Sam?" ask Habib.

"Loans of funds to prevent SidoGeni from collapsing as one of its founders withdrew the stake, Bib. Materially, the debt has long been paid off .. But the moral problem, ana feels the burden of gratitude has not been reciprocated. When she found out Kayshan had a crush on Elea from Buya Hariri, Ana tried to bring her closer naturally starting from Habib," concluded Sam, looking down unwell. (chapter 26)

(Mon maap, this paragraph pulls a red thread from goodbye ndut ya, sandrina that goes away suddenly. Birthday background of the work together ya gini. Consider this 9&10 work a memento of mommy before nganu.)

Habib Muh laughed. "Ana as the final button yes, Son Sam .. but since the beginning of the meeting, ana seneng because Kayshan is polite," he said. (chapter 32)

"After all, my son will certainly not be pointing at anything .. haiba, Bib, haiba," continued Hariri, chuckling followed by the noble teacher. (brought can fade, the term is that)

"Kay long lived in Europe and began to return to eastern culture after moving to Malaysia. We'll meet there, when ana's still babu," Sam cheered.

Habib Muh smiled, not looking at Sam. He was soft-hearted even though Sam's past was winding.

Not far from there.

"Son Kay, be honest. Buya is ready to listen but the final decision will be .. absolute," said Efendi sitting side by side with Kayshan.

"Yes kheir, Buya .. I settled in Malaysia after High School and made several stops in Europe, especially Austria. European cultural life as Buya knows it" Kayshan explained.

"Buy means, ever zina or touch khamr? .. Nak Kay's work in the world of automotive sponsorship must be vulnerable, right?" firm Efendi without stale bases.

Silent.

Kayshan closed his memory back to big events like F1 and more. Efendi's allegations are true, sexy women, indulging in material skimpy clothes, khamr, clubbing, always surround the officials of the company concerned.

Silent. Up to a few minutes.

"Son Kay!" call Efendi.

"If yes?" Kayshan.

Deg.

Efendi turned his head, then took a heavy breath before closing and looking up at the sky.

"The order will remain, whether we know the law or not at that time." Efendi said in a loud voice. "But Allah is Forgiving, Evident by the story of the comforting woman who bore seven children and God made her a prophet."

"In the heart of man, of course, worry but the buya who choose to open disgrace when God alone covers it.. Prayer repentance, have you ever, son?" connect the owner of As-Shofa.

Kayshan lowered, sobbing. What a soothing word when a broken heart remembers wasted time without proper worship as a servant. Now, he is faced with the future but while unfolding his past (chapters 23, 34).

"Often, Buya. I admit faqr science, it feels inappropriate even if only raised the face for Elea .. heart inclined but self-saw."

"Taking care of that ad is like a knife. Dad was selective even when Ken's leadership, started turning again .. I have nothing to be proud of as Elea's husband, Buya," said Kayshan, resigned.

Pause.

Both of them were silent, and Efendi started talking again.

"It looks like your life, son Kay. Just try the antum step study .. buya dodge as hard as you can meet-me too. Even through Kusni, Kusni, you know. The slipping in the village. From Hariri, Nak Sam who dribbles down to Habib Muh," kekeh Efendi.

Kayshan. That's right what Efendi said. All slowly chugging.

"Even Deeza helps you both. Do not think buya do not understand that the origin of mukena, tasbih used by Elea. Just like this," said Efendi pointing to Kayshan's left wrist.

"Elea is very sick. The condition of the kidney is vulnerable. The chances of getting pregnant are also slim. How's your family going?" cecar Efendi this time.

Kayshan turned to look at Efendi. He didn't even think about it until then. He just wants to live with Elea.

"I get. It's about Mama, right? .. There's Gauri, even though she has the same disease. There are many ways to go to Medina, even though I am Mecca now" Kayshan said.

Efendi smiled, then patted Kayshan on the shoulder slowly. Kayshan's point is, Mecca is the city of struggle, ignorance, slander and difficult times Rosulullah preached before the hijrah.

While Medina was the result of the process, until Rosulullah hijrah. The existence of the Nabawi mosque, Raudoh and many other things add to the sense of comfort if you have settled in this city. Medina was a city of tranquility, of peace, making anyone reluctant to leave it. (Philosophy)

The Yai concluded, Mecca is like Kayshan. And the man next to him guarantees that there are many ways to make his household as quiet as Medina.

"Mabruk. Qobiltu, son Kay," said Efendi rising.

Deg.

"Mum-buya?"

"You, right? tsabbit qolbi ala diinik," kekeh Efendi. (That heart is easy to go back and forth, then strengthen your religion.)

Kayshan Ghazwan looked down again, he started to make a raucous voice. "Buya is not shy, have a daughter-in-law like me?. though, I never zi-na and nyen-tuh khamr because ba-ru stepped on the pub sa-ja sud-ah nausea ... but I am faqr," said Kayshan stammered as his heart was tight.

If Efendi had tested it, he would have heard the in-laws' judgment of his words earlier.

Efendi turned around, pulling Kayshan in an embrace. Karomah that does not have many servants, the sensitivity of the pious people is usually never far off. Kayshan was thrust at him by the neighborhood he was in. Although the look of the man is modern.

Kayshan was moved, the corner of his eyes wet, he did not dare to return the embrace of his future father-in-law. Just a thank you for receiving Efendi.

"Elea's company .. come, tell Mama," said Efendi took off a hug just before returning to where Muh habib was sitting.

When Efendi arrived.

"Alhamdulillah. Crotch?" ask Hariri.

Efendi. "Alhamdulillah."

Sam then hinted for the maulid to start and the additional banquet he ordered began to come. Meanwhile, Habib asked the service to prepare documentation and call local officials to watch and record the impromptu agreement later.

The friend approached Kayshan who was seen trying to contact someone, still in his place.

"Kay!"

"Mama's sleeping like that. I sent a message, yes," Kayshan said, asking Sam for advice.

"Yes already. It can also .. What dowry? you bring no money?" keep Sam.

"Bring, but only ten million in my bag, do not know what to do, how?...there are other conditions?" Kayshan was already starting to tremble.

"She asked Elea or Buya."

"Nothing, anyway. Buya even slonong aja ... El is sick" he said confused.

"Yes already, that's just another. Let's go first night. At the hospital but," Sam chuckles, pulling his best friend to the teachers' quarters.

After Sam iqamah and they performed the prayer first. The atmosphere of shahdu after the greetings came out, Habib Muh immediately married Kayshan in witness to the bride and groom.

"Well!"

The prayer echoed in the salawat. After greeting the teachers and asking for many prayers, Kayshan Ghazwan embraced the friend. The best friend who pulled him into the neighborhood was so religious.

"Jazakallah ahsanal jaza ya Akhi," Kay's great-grandson, patted Sam's back softly.

"Trib-ruk Kay. Thank God I paid it off," said Sam.

Suddenly. Criating. Kayshan's phone rang.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Kay!!!!"

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Kay, fortunately Buya understands your intentions, again using figurative answers to the sufis. Ah, so miss Madinah .. istajib lana o Allah, aamiin.

Afwan jami'an .. akhwat to keep the distance. Can't experience a handsome manten. Edge edge, yes.