ISTIKHARAH LOVE KUSUMA
CHAPTER 11. DREAM-BLOWN

"If he were hafiz and sholeh, like Fayyadh."

"Hmm, are you in love with Maira? between Fayyadh or this young man?" muttered Naya, confirming the sleeping position of the eldest princess before she left her room.

The room with all-orange ornaments was now dim after Naya changed the light of the room lights dimmer so that the quality of her child's sleep was maintained.

In deep.

"This building is magnificent, I just knew there was a beautiful mosque like this here. The voice that teaches is very melodious further adds to the impression of shahdu alone."

"Al-khabisatu lil-khabisina wal-khabisina lil-khabisat, wat-tayyibatu lit-tayyibina wat-tayyibuna lit-tayyibat, ula’ika mubarra’una mimma yaqulun, lahum magfiratuw wa rizqung karim," Maira follows the chanting of An-nur verse 26.

"O Allah, pair me with someone who is able to support the will .. fight in the way of Allah, protecting the dzuriyah from the harsh terrain of proselytizing. This self is still trying to memorize your words," Maira's tears fell down her cheeks.

He kept silent inside the mosque enjoying the echoing sound of a man's tadarus.

"And my priest has a voice as beautiful as this. "

"Hi, Mahya Humaira .. the name I ask for in every prostration. Wait for me, yeah."

Kriiiiinkggg. Sound alarm tahajud.

"Astaghfirullah...." Maira's awake.

"God, the dream .. How did a real kayak whisper in the ear huh?" he rubbed his face, then tied up his long hair. Netra amber was looking at the alarm clock that was noisy earlier.

"Innalillahi, before dawn...."

The feet are not perfectly stretched to the floor. However, the body has moved so....

Brughs. "Aww."

"Maira, why honey?" naya's voice knocked on the door, hearing a rowdy voice as it passed through her daughter's room after she woke the youngest son.

"Fall Bun but it's okay. Misfortune," he replied as he rushed to the bathroom.

An hour before dawn he used it for muroja'ah after two sunnah skirts were tuned. Memorization is a little messed up.

"It doesn't add like Ajmi, uh it's a mess like this. Shame if asked to memorize the same father," complained the girl ayu, still survive with five juz and have not succeeded in adding to the target.

The dawn prayer of the loudspeakers on each floor of the apartment echoed. Maira came out of the room, went down to the ground floor to pray in congregation with the family.

The day after they will fly to Semarang, attending the wedding of her cousin, Fatima the first daughter of Uwa Abyan, Mother Naya's sister.

At breakfast.

"Relse ... Fayyadh wants to stay here. Then keep the attitude yes .. wear a long hijab if the night. Don't kayak usually," said Naya.

"I'm going to do some riding training first Bun ... instead of him going to Bekasi huh? check out that house?" sahut Maira while receiving a favorite menu from Mother.

"Not gone because uwa Ahmad had just nganter. Abi Amir did not give permission if Fayyadh went there alone .. he wants to take you," Mahen concluded.

"No ah, what? I have no interest .. anyhow today's broadcast schedule I loh Bun, not yet the work of the father in the workspace. Check out the proposal as well as the bookkeeping," elak Maira.

Farhana says Fayyadh built a house out of hard work for him to live with his wife. Maira feels she is not the girl that the perfect cousin will choose, because many times Fayyadh hints that he wants a companion woman like Aiswa umma.

Almost an hour they spent the morning before all went with their respective activities.

Mifyaz this time asked to be escorted by the brother to school.

"Sister follow. Then get out of the car," he asked when Maira was about to salim at their parents.

"Why Yaz?" ask Mahen.

"Let's not be disturbed fans flirtatious ya Yaz," guessed Naya later.

"No, Mother understands," Mifyaz replied with a cry. Mahendra just shook his head. His son is in puberty.

"Don't go with Ayank Fayyadh, honey?" seduce Mahen when rubbing Maira's head.

"Dih, ayank, amused very yes .. I went Bun, Well please convey to him, again busy. And don't want to ngarep, later .. the pain is still here in my heart .. the pain is here .. pain, saakitt, saakiitt.." Mahendra's eldest daughter, Mahendra, waltzing away while imitating the song of dangdut biduan.

"OK."

Mahen looked towards his wife. "It's getting more like you, Honey." Meanwhile, Naya, just laughed at Maira's silly attitude.

Princess Kusuma ignored her cousin's invitation, despite Fayyadh's contact, but Naya forbade them to have private chats. All who want to talk must go through the family group or ask to be conveyed by both parents.

Maybe only his family is like this, but Maira and Mifyaz don't care much. For them, the family is perfect.

"Our family's not good, it's unique." Mifyaz pressed the elevator panel down.

"Mother is assertive but not meaningful, Daddy is more relaxed just like playing Spy .. Both of them still hear the alibi first even though the child is wrong. Angry just because it does not pray or njai, but never. If I'm banned, it's because it's not good" Maira said.

They entered the elevator.

"Yes understand. But I'm comfortable with all of Dad's rules. All this time they both always love the best option even if our desires slightly deviated. Sis, know El donk, I think exciting yes. Father said, he's a genius" said Mifyaz curious about his figure.

Ting. The elevator to the basement arrived, they got out of there.

"Daddy told you too? I don't know, just the look of cool abiisss. If he had hafiz too, Aj, there's no cure."

"Most away from Fayyadh?" fishing rod the sister. But Maira just put her shoulders forward as she stepped towards her beloved red metallic jazz Honda.

After breaking free from drama at Mifyaz Ajmi school. Maira drove the vehicle towards the horse racing field.

Having not yet prayed for Duha, Maira decided to head to Mushola next to the regional office.

Sounded the goal of a man's voice.

Deghs.

"Noor, 26. And that voice is not foreign, where is it?" inner Maira.

"Whose voice? very soft, he also memorized, his tajwid well, "inner El.

He sat on a small bench in front of the mosque while taking off his shoes. Urung wudhu, even cool to enjoy the sound of the tadarus until the letter of An-nur is finished reading.

"Real, you again. Want Duha? please, I'm done." The man put his shoes back on.

"Eh, Brother El. I guess it's pointless-"

Maira's greeting paused.

"Young master, sorry your phone left in the car, please." It looks like a young man like Aspri handed El a smartphone.

"Thanks .. oh yes, first. I didn't practice today. The spirit yes .. hmm...." The handsome man stood up, with one hand going into his pants pocket. Cool.

"Maira."

"I know your name ... Ok, spirit yes Ahya," a special greeting to him, gliding.

"Ahya? whys? Mahya not Ahya" said Maira.

"Special call for you ... In Arabic, it means life, life. Leader-spirited, independent and adventurous ... Or do you want me to call Ai?"

"Did?" Maira marveled.

"Ai in Japanese means ..love, affection, tender .. Your full name, Mahya Humaira. Ahya or Ai, just as beautiful .. choose the one only," El asks Maira to choose.

The young girl harrumphed, her sweet talk was no joke.

"It's up to you brother to call me who, be free."

"ok ... It's a shame then ... Shobahal Kheir Ai, I'm first. Take care," El, first time smiling at a girl. And that smile is so charming.

"Sho-bahannur wa surur .. wa afiah wa barokah," said Maira, he blushed to get a smile from a handsome man this early.

"Maa sya Allah syukron jiddan Ai .. wa sa'adah wa barokah, aamiin." The young man who was still awaited by his aspri left.

"Fii be safe Brother."

"Ma'assalama, Ai. Assalamu'alaikum." El passed back after the long footsteps paused.

"Wa'alaikumussalaam, he knows my name."

Deghs.

Deghs.

Deghs.

"God, my heart." Maira leaned against the wall, palpating the thumping heart.

After a few seconds of abating, he also ablaze and then perform the prayer duha. Neutrality surrounds the room. He intended muroja'ah for a while while waiting for the coach to arrive but he did not meet the mushaf there.

"Eh, was El naji using what donk? her phone was just on her aspri. What don't-don't?" Maira covered her mouth with one right palm.

"Hafiz?"

The girl silently painted a sweet smile on her face.

...***...

While in a car. The road to the venue.

Tuout. Waiting tone call.

"Assalamu'alaikum Father. Please prepare the ta'aruf process for me on a girl...."

"Hmmm .. The other day I told Mommy, yes."

"Yes Kheir. Fahimatu, sa'adhabu. Syukron, Assalamu'alaikum." (i'll be there).

Call ended.

"Bismillah, endeavour. May it be received, in shay Allah sholihah and one vision, Ahya Ai."

"God, you're the only girl who came into my dream, after reading An-nur."

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...Nulis has just been smiling with an unclear smile....