GRINNED
CHAPTER 31: The Khitbah

Beautiful twilight shade that decorates the sky in the western horizon. Not as beautiful as Dinda's heartbreak at this time.

He was only able to stare at the mystery that would envelop his steps this time. Not infrequently he was alone to find answers that he did not understand. About his heart, about his steps, about his hopes. All of which are question marks. It was not just happiness and happiness that he thought of. But the secret behind it all.

It seems that this path is not easy, but this step has drawn him there. Conscious or unconsciousness has led him to walk deep into the persolan of Zaidan and Anya. Until he got caught up in the longing for them. In filling his days. Inspired by the love that grows, along with being able to express affection to Anya. Finally enjoyed it.

Much has been found, which used to be just hope. Now move on to the reality. But along with that, there are many problems.  It scared him to make a decision.

"Dinda, have you settled on your heart's choice. This marriage is no joke. If it could be once for all."

Advice from Brother Alfath, make yourself think again about what I want to decide.

"According to brother, am I backing down or am I accepting?" I asked back. Because I don't know, I have to decide how.

"If that's what you ask. Brother has no answer. Because you're living it."

"Sister. Do you feel that there's a lack of neglect when I'm close to Mr. Zaidan?"

Alfath just smiled at Dinda's words. Then he looked at his sister.

"What's the unignored?"

"I don't know."

"Ignore what the big brother saw was only one. You're starting to fall in love."

"Ah, Brother. Don't tease ...."

"I'm not flirting. It's reality.  Brother felt it ever since you saw you with Mr. Zaidan at the cafe."

"But I didn't feel the same way about him at the time."

"But Zaidan already showed that."

"If that's not a disregard, why don't you prevent it?"

"You're an adult. What's not good according to my sister. Not necessarily not good for sister."

"Then?"

"As far as you."

"Did you really disagree?"

Alfath then turned his gaze to the mango tree. Its broad leaves have provided shade to the one sitting beneath it.

"So, I'm not just afraid of losing you."

"Is it because he's Big Brother's boss."

"If reason were just that. Brother is too selfish."

"Then?"

"Sister has revealed."

"So you agree?"

"Sister will support you if it's good for you. And brother will always pray for you."

"Thank you, Brother. For his support."

That's the talk I always remember. Between me and my sister. At dusk after Zaidan revealed his heart on the beach.

Now it seems like time is going too fast. Zaidan will officially come with his family. For sermons or applications. This means one step towards a real bond. But I am still confused about myself.

I had to, I guess not.

If I love you, I will learn to do it.

Wealth?!

I admit Zaidan had it. But I don't want to hang that on him either. Enough for me what's there. Because God gave me more than I asked.

Pride for family?

We are both orphans. Even Zaidan has never told his mother's father.

Or because of the title she will get after becoming the wife of a director?

That's nothing too.

I've been close to her all this time, because I believe.

With all the restlessness, as if cursing my powerlessness. For all the questions that cross my mind. Which appeared at this crucial moment. Makes me stay silent for a long time.

"How about Dinda. Is the application for our brother Zaidan, accepted?" syarif represents the Zaidan family.

And now everyone is looking at me, waiting for the answer that comes from my lips.

I just shut up and bowed. Don't know what to answer. Oh Lord, help your servant.

I think I only have one goal in realizing the household dream. Always close to the one who gives love and fosters compassion in the heart. Until I could feel the shakes of his verses in life.

To be a makun of the priest of my heart. For someone to guide this soul through the journey of life.  Likes and sorrows together in the same sense.

And the figure of the priest, was Zaidan. Or this is just a trick. Lord, show me that I may understand the secret behind all this.

"The silence of a virgin is yes according to religion. But to be sure, we are waiting for an answer from mbak Dinda" said ustadz Arifin who represented us in this sermon.

In the end I could only hide this face in silence. Unconsciously shaking the head.

"Alhamdulillah." they said in unison. To make myself aware and raise my head. And smile, laugh at the self that can not explain the feelings in this heart.

"Now Zaidan can give a sign of bonding, please." said Ustadz Syarif to Zaidan who represents the Zaidan family. Which was greeted nod by ustadz Arifin. A takmir mosque of this complex. Which happens to be him in the KUA office. So Alfath's brother is not wrong to ask for help. As a representative of the family who received the application.

"Dad, can I put it together" Anya said suddenly.

When he saw his father take out a small box containing 3 rings inside. Zaidan just pinched his little daughter's nose while laughing. Then saw her mommy asking for approval.

Seeing that his beloved grandson was overjoyed, Mrs Hendiyana could only nod her head and smile happily. With small steps, Anya approached Dinda who was sitting in a corner, near the door that was connected to the living room. Zaidan followed behind him with a sigh.

She just doesn't stop laughing. He showed his teeth lined up neat and clean. He took out one gold ring to pin on Dinda's ring finger. And give me a kiss gift, baby. Then he took a silver ring made of what (i don't know), pinned on his father's ring finger. Only one ring remained. Anya looks confused. But he knew the ring was for him.

"What's up, Anya." asked Lisa.

"Auntie's aunty" she replied seriously. While chalking out a cup stamp song to choose who will place the ring for him.

Everyone laughed at Zaidan's playful behavior. But it makes Dinda and Zaidan even more nervous. The center of attention of all. Cold sweat appeared on Dinda's hands. While many Zaidan can close their eyes while laughing.

Last count, his finger pointed at Zaidan, his father.

It turns out he's not satisfied either. He chanted the cap chip cup song once again. This time his finger pointed at Dinda. He was confused and scratched his head even though it was not itchy.

"It's Anya, let father put it on your ring finger. Ammah Dinda who holds me. How's it?" said Lisa's sister who saw Dinda getting nervous in Anya's game.

"Come, Auntie." she replied cheerfully.

With a sweet smile she looked at Dinda standing staring in nervousness.

Looking at the little princess' gaze Dinda smiled. Then grab it in the arms. With pleasure, he jumped into Dinda's arms.

And Zaidan put the little ring on his little princess' finger. As well as giving additional gifts, in the form of kisses affection on both cheeks of his daughter. Replied with a kiss anyway, on his father's cheek.

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