Habibillah Hawaari
Fact

The girl covered her leptop with a huff. The fact that Zafran is the son of the leader of the famous cottage in the city of L makes him very worried. His head felt like it was going to break and his heart was covered in anxiety. Billa understood very well how the risk of rejecting a man who comes with good intentions, especially the man is a Sholih man. There will be a disaster or evil that befalls him when a woman rejects him blatantly. Actually Billa could have chosen the best between Zafran and shafik. Because obviously Billa has not given a decision to the shafik. The only way he will do is to pray istikharah. Ask for clues to the anxiety that befell him.

"Ara, I want to ask her opinion, but she's not holding a cell phone. There are still two weeks left to call relatives" he said while laying down his body. Billa is eager to share what is natural by her parents, but considering she has just graduated high school and just entered college makes her hesitant to tell her mother. It can be made sure both parents will not allow his daughter to marry young. Moreover, the brother, seeing the ambition of his brother to make Billa the successor to the educational foundation that has been in its pioneering for a long time.

The girl tried not to think about anything now, which Billa knew, she had to focus on her studies. Don't think of anything. Trying to be stupid with all the turmoil in nature. The girl is trying to figure out what she should be doing when she gets a CV from two men who are both Sholih. His fingers were typing agilely on that smart thing. Billa tried to listen to all the advice of the ustadz figures in Vidio who was playing. Until his eyes are drowsy with a cellphone that is still on and displays Vidio ustadz being swiveled.

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Meanwhile, a young man stood on the balcony of his room staring at the sky. The young and handsome young man was clearly looking forward to something he expected from the woman he had admired all the way through his first meeting. The sound of knocking on the door of the room was so loud in his ears, that he made himself move to open the door.

"Dec, called Abah downstairs. Why are you in the room. Also why not eat malem."?

"Had eaten the same friend in the cafe bang, Abah in which room.?"

"Dii the living room is the same ummi." He said as he passed into the room located next to his sister's room. But before closing the door Zafran first blinded his brother into the room.

"What else do you want hey."

"Any getting married this month?"

"God, why.?"

"it's okay, I want to ask you a lot of questions. But it seems like Abah is waiting for me." He replied as he stepped down the stairs.

"Hey, just be curious. Focus your college, just graduated High School, your way is still long, find as much knowledge as possible first. Just stepped there." said Zaid quite insinuated the sister who seemed to have been read by the brother with his intention to ask about marriage. Zafran then stopped and turned to the sister who advised him while shouting and closing the door of his room. The young man then met his brother who had been waiting for his arrival since the completion of the Islamic prayer.

"How about looking for me,?"

"Sit down, son, is that like talking to your brother.?" the ummi reminded.

"Zafran, Abah has allowed you to study here, of course you still remember not on Abah's condition that you continue your studies in Medina.?"

Zafran huffed and lowered his head. This is what actually makes Zafran hesitate to step forward to give his biodata to Billa, himself as if set to continue the leadership of the cottage pioneered by his late grandfather and his brother. While his brother had already cultivated his own career in the campus world. Being the youngest son in his family made Zafran like on the steering wheel to do many things. He even blatantly refused to go to college far away. Not without reason, Zafran chose to study in his city because he never felt life with his parents. He grew up in a cottage starting from elementary school. Although the child of a pesantren owner does not make it different to receive treatment. This makes her careless and annoyed to Abah and his ummi. He wanted to go back to living in his own home like he used to be when he was a child. It was felt by the brother, but his brother was not required to be the successor to the boarding house owned by his family. In because his brother has managed to raise the campus that used to be his stubby brother. Inevitably, Zafran must be the successor to his family's boarding school.

"I still remember it, but. Can I apply any more conditions if I want to be the successor to this cottage.?"

Both of Zafran's parents frowned at the same time, not confused by the child's revelation but very upset by the question posed by his youngest son.

"What condition do you mean Zafran, Abah has complied with your desire to study in the country. Now let alone the conditions." said Abah while memijit his temple because he felt shrunk with the mindset of his son.

"I want to marry young" she said calmly.

Making Ummi and Abah who was dizzy looked up together staring at Zafran simultaneously. Ummi's hand clasped Abah's hand tightly, then stroked his arm trying to say to stay patient and think clearly before giving a response to the child's speech. Abah sighed heavily, as did ummi. He stood up and sat next to his son. Trying to stroke his son's hair and gently hold his son's hand.

"Ummi knows son, you're still upset about what Ummi and Abah did in your childhood. Are you still mad at all that, honey.?" he said while patting Zafran's right hand on his lap gently.

"I'm not angry ummi, I'm just saying what I want to do, if ummi and Abah approve of my wishes. I promise I won't refuse anything I'm told to do from now on" he said.

"Marriage is not an easy matter Zafran my son, it is the longest worship and not a mission that must be completed quickly. You need the science to do it, not just get married then already."

"I understand Abah, I even absorbed all the words of the Asatidz in class with all sorts of books delivered for us. Does getting married have to be S2 just like Brother Zaid.?"

"Don't kid, come on, give me the newspaper data you want to marry first, then we discuss whether Abah allows you or not."

"Alright, thank you Abah, ummi." He hugged his umminya tightly.

Ummi returned the hug no less tightly, his eyes towards Abah with a fluffy smile hinting his gratitude to her husband who had responded to her son with a cool and calm head.