Habibillah Hawaari
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Ricky is waiting for the arrival of his best friend with a huff, the man is calming his nervousness since last night. The man had told Zaid about the continuation of the process without Nadzor.

"Sorry brother is a little late, how are you ready ?" said Zaid hastily approached his friend who had waited a long time.

"What does this feel like when you want to visit the home of prospective in-laws ?" Zaid chuckled at Ricky's question. The man patted his best friend's shoulder while giving tips so that later when met stay calm and successful of course.

"Please your mind now, you're a lecturer. We often meet many people in all professions." Ricky nodded in understanding and tried to exhale slowly. The two adult men walked into the car to get to Billa's residence.

Both men of that age are observing the house with a simple design but still look luxurious. With a large enough yard and a yard that is planted with many types of fruits. Ricky again checked the short message Billa sent about his home address. Zaid who was tired of driving nudged his best friend's arm because he had been looking confused.

"Is this really his house ?"

"I also don't understand, do we go down and ask people around to make sure ?" Zaid nodded in agreement. The two handsome men got out of his car and immediately walked to look for the whereabouts of the surrounding residents to ask.

"Ask them." Appoint Zaid, pointing his hands at some of the mothers sitting in one of the small local stalls.

"Why should the first lady. Wait for the Father to come closer. " Ricky's proposal was immediately approved by Zaid.

"Excuse me, Mr. Assalamualaikum." Ricky nodded politely with an old man who was now looking at him from top to bottom with a look of wonder.

"Waalaikumussalam, can anyone help Dek ?"

"Look sir, is it true that the house with the white chat is Mr Rehan's residence ?" ricky said pointing to a moderately fenced house with various types of fruit plants around it.

"True Deck, it's Mr. Rehan's house." He said with a friendly smile.

"Thank you Sir. Then my friend and I, excuse me. Assalamualaikum"

"Mosur."

The two adult men were clearly the center of attention for the mothers sitting in one of the small local stalls.

Ricky pressed the bell button located at the end of the fence. The fence was not guarded by the house guards. There is only Mbok Arum who usually cleans the yard along with the host. Billa also often helps her domestic assistant to clean the yard. A middle-aged man with gray hair and wearing a white peci came out of the house walking over.

"Assalamualaikum sir," said Ricky to greet a helping hand from the man before him.

"Waalaikumussalam, for a minute, son, I open first." Her speech was friendly complete with a soothing smile. Ricky turned to his best friend who was also looking at him.

"Oh yes sir, ready." Sahut Zaid immediately walked towards the parked car on the side of the road. While Ricky followed the middle-aged man's steps to enter the house. His steps stopped when his net accidentally saw a girl walking casually carrying a white crackle in her right hand while playing a mobile phone without seeing the crowded street. Not yet had time to say, the voice of the middle-aged man in front of him had already reprimanded Billa who was engrossed in playing mobile phones while walking.

"Billa" he shouted quite strongly looking at the girl who was now looking towards them. "Don't play cell phones while walking on the side of a big road, danger." said Buya Rehan again. Billa was surprised when her netra began to realize that the man beside her father was the man who had been awaited by her parents. Billa immediately turned off her phone and walked over through the side gate that was open. The girl walked down without looking back and immediately entered the house by the side.

"Let's go in, son." Ricky smiled funnyly and nodded slowly as he followed the man before him.

"Is Father the Father of Billa ?" ricky asked carefully as the two sat facing each other.

"Right son, are you Ricky ?" just then Zaid knocked on the door slowly after parking his car properly. "Come in, son, let's sit down "Zaid nodded slowly while taking a sitting position next to his Friend.

"True sir, introduce me Ricky Irawan and this is my friend and temporary guardian named Zaid." Buya Rehan smiled kindly looking at the two adults with tenderness. The three men of different ages seemed to be chatting familiarly feel connected to the topic of conversation early in the morning. An old woman but full of courtesy and her shady look reminded Ricky with the figure of Billa to meet the two guests with a smile no less friendly. The woman entertained her guests with a snack assisted by Mbok Arum who was carrying a warm drink in his hand.

"Please drink the tea, son, must be tired because of the trip. It's also a little snack, I hope you like it.." the two men simultaneously nodded with friendly smiles that always adorned their faces.

"Son Ricky, this is my wife. Mother of Billa." Ricky nodded kindly while cupping his two hands a greeting sign between the opposite sex who is not yet mahram.

"MaaSyaAllaah, it turns out that your daughter is so similar to her mother." Guyon Ricky gets rid of the nervousness that suddenly comes after getting acquainted with both of Billa's parents. Billa's mother and father just laughed a little at hearing the guyonan of his future daughter-in-law.

"We came here to connect friendship with the family of the Father and Mother as both parents mbak Billa. This is the figure of the young man who intends to invite the daughter of the Father and Mother. He is my friend and brother in Islam. God willing his deed is good and I am sure able to guide the daughter of the Father in the future." Zaid's speech began a conversation of the intentions of the two brothers.

"We received goodwill from Nak Ricky Irawan. As Ricky knew. Our daughter is very young and has not even graduated from college. There'll be plenty of PR for Ricky. I as his legal guardian welcome the arrival of Nak Ricky and Nak Zaid." Buya Rehan said he welcomed the goodwill of his future son-in-law.

"Zayd ! Ricky ! shouted a man who had just entered the house in his work clothes. Their chatter stopped immediately when they heard the screams of the man who was now smiling happily as he approached the two men who also started to remember the face of the man who called his name.

"Reza! said the two men simultaneously greeted Reza who was now preparing to embrace his two friends.

"Wohoooo, how are you guys ?" reza said as if forgetting the event that was taking place.

"Alhamdulillah good. How's your. You said you were getting married. Where's the invitation ?" ricky asked enthusiastically to answer Reza's questions. While Zaid patted Reza's shoulder strongly because he did not expect to meet in this house.

"Wait first. Are you also the son of Mr Rehan ?" tanya Zaid began to be aware of the presence of his close friend.

"Haha, yeah. He's my parents. And which one of you will be my Sister-in-law's candidate ?"