
Bang Gesang stood gallantly behind Papa Khobar. His face was flat as if nothing had happened.
Papa Khobar rubbed the cheek of his daughter, Mama Gina to tears seeing the state of Nasha.
"Why are you so desperate, you still have Papa. Tell Papa" said Papa Khobar.
"Sorry Pa, Nasha was wrong and didn't think long before acting" Nasha replied.
"Pardon me, now say.. What are you thinking?" Ask Papa Khobar.
"There is no Pa. Just want to go to graduation"
"Really??? What else makes a headache? Just waiting for the graduation procession" Papa Khobar asked with a face deliberately.
"Right Pa, Nasha was just that thought."
"OK baby. Hmm. deck. Papa has a surprise for you lhooo"
"What Pa?" Nasha asked doubtfully.
"Surprises.... After your Iddah period, there will be a man who proposes to you"
Instead of being happy, Nasha's face was getting grim. "Who's Pa?"
"Later dear, because that man wants to really take you in a proper way" Papa Khobar replied.
Nasha glanced at Bang Gesang. The man didn't budge from his place at all. Stiff, silent, firm without expression.
"Nasha doesn't want Pa" Nasha refused.
"Papa has learned from his mistakes and will never repeat the same mistakes. Trust me, Papa. You will not regret the choice of Papa" persuaded Papa Khobar.
Nasha's heart felt even more painful when Lettu Gesang Wira seemed to not care about him. Nasha's crying melted.
"Nasha accepted Papa's choice"
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Five months later.
Nasha has owned a plantation that he managed himself with several local residents, of course with the help of his two brothers to interact with the residents.
"Don't follow Nasha again. Nasha has graduated from agriculture, has been graduated. Nasha wants a proposal tomorrow and is getting married. No need for more escorts. Let Nasha's husband take care of Nasha."
Bang Gesang nodded. "All right.meaning my three years of guarding the Commander's daughter is over. Congratulations on the proposal, hopefully in the future make your household sakinah mawadah and warahmah"
"Thank you" Nasha replied as Bang Gesang drove her that afternoon. Then he ran into the house.
At that time, the condition of the house was very crowded with many members who were preparing for the event. The wedding organizer team also arranged the event. If Nasha sees from the preparation of her show. Most likely the man who would propose to her was an officer.
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The sound of do'a chanting continues to flow throughout the night, greeting and sounding sad especially from the do'a is bounced from a figure he knows. Bang Gesang's voice was very beautiful and resolute.
Nasha closed her eyes hearing every temple of the do'a.
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Nasha's forehead was wrinkled to see the kebaya she had seen but she did not remember where she had seen the kebaya.
"Mother is so beautiful. It's appropriate that you want a wedding after this proposal" said a fairy.
Nasha can only smile because she does not know how to respond to the words of the fairy.
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The moment that was waiting has arrived. Nasha waited anxiously behind the curtain. His tears were ready to slide fast but he did not want to disappoint the Papa let alone his mother who had cried too much because of him. Nasha also made up her mind even though at that time in her heart there was still one name.
Before long the group from the men's side had arrived.
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"While our arrival here was to bring our members, our pride, our son to propose to the daughter of Mr. Mumchemar Al Khobar"
"If there is goodwill for my daughter, I will never refuse. But I cannot answer because I am not the one who is applying. So let the young ones just ask each other" Mr. Khobar said chiming in on Papa Rudra's question.
Papa Rudra handed the mic to Bang Gesang.
Bang Gesang accepted it. For a moment he gathered courage within. "Bismilbornrahmanirrahim" he murmured.
Nasha's teary eyes recognized Bass's voice.
"Throughout the course of my life, twenty-seven years breathed in the world.Only once did I inhale a scented fragrance that shook my instincts. Twenty-seven years of living in the world, for the first time seeing an angel in the form of a woman who vibrates the body and twenty-seven years of my life, just realized this heartbeat rippled, asking, leading me to keep remembering one name, hoping to be with her, talking to each other and starting the story of both of us." Very carefully Bang Gesang revealed his heart.
Once again Bang Gesang took a deep breath. Then express his desire. "Adinda.. Nasha Shabilla Larasati.There is a turmoil of soul that thrashes the longing and there is also a mind that asks to be soothed. If Abang Wira usually comes to look after you as your personal aide.may this time Abang Wira come to ask you as the guardian of my heart. Twenty-seven years tired in solitude.. Abang Wira is no longer able to live single.Will you be part of your life, close the puzzle of life together until the end of age?"
Nasha's cries were unstoppable. Bang Gesang was able to hear the sobbing that he could not understand until he rubbed his chest that felt tight. Anxious Nasha will refuse because she realized that she had failed Nasha about this proposal.
"Abang Wira. apologize.. Nasha refused.." he said.
As soon as Bang Gesang's heart was not strong, his face was frustrated, his body immediately limp.
"But if Abang Wira asks Nasha to be a part of life at the end of the age to his heaven.. Nasha wants to accept it" Nasha added.
Bang Gesang lowered his head rubbed the tear point and then raised the mic in his hand. "Surely up to his heaven.will not Abang Wira let me pass this long step alone because Wira is my Nasha and vice versa... Because there really is a Hero for Nasha forever" replied Bang Wira.
Nasha sobbed at Bang Gesang's reply, her heart was not troubled by today's surprise.
Bang Gesang sat down silent for a moment. The invitations were swept away in the atmosphere until Bang Gesang raised the mic again. "Without diminishing respect, Mr. Khobar, I fear my eyes and mind are out of step. Can we say ijab qobul right now?"
"Yeahhh..."
"O Allah poott..no patience very...!!!" The friends and colleagues did not expect that Bang Gesang decided to marry Nasha sooner.
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