ISTIKHARAH LOVE KUSUMA
CHAPTER 19. OFFICIAL SERMON

A few days later.

The news of Maira's move home made Kusuma's extended family enthusiastic. They intend to visit Mahendra's residence in Orchid.

Kaffa represents the family of his father. He was already in Jakarta after landing from Malaysia taking care of his family business.

At the same time, the Tazkiya family intends to go to Orchid as well as to continue Fayyadh's intention towards Maira which has been delivered privately some time ago.

There is a tense time that they must pass. During this time Fayyadh has never acted to even show the other side of himself. The handsome young man was very obedient especially in his general. But whether if faced with the heart problems.

Orchids.

Muroja'ah ba'da Maghrib routine to Isya Guna family that they used to do in the family room, now moved to Maira's room.

Dewiq said the reaction of the drug found itself can vary depending on the patient's psychological condition. If Aiswa is very quick to respond then not with Maira.

The Guna family resigned, although it will continue to make efforts to endeavor the earth in addition to strengthening the faith that all of His Will.

The Laskar agenda continues under Adnan's current command. Mahendra had no choice but to maintain his existence. It was the ideals of Maira, the special request of the beloved princess who wanted to contribute to uphold the banner of da'wah, fighting with noble teachers in the end times.

Ba'da Isha's.

The luxury apartment looks busy, although the future is close relatives but the obligation to glorify guests must still do.

"A ready? slowly yes .. if you can, you talk about this in privacy between men. Respect and appreciate Fayyadh's feelings" Naya advises while tidying up the long-sleeved shirt Mahen wears.

"Do I have to tell you the real reason for El?" anxious Mahendra.

"If forced, and Fayyadh less accepting our excuses .. show only Maira's cues in the final sheet only. Hopefully it doesn't happen, Fayyadh can easily understand .. I'm also anxious," Naya rubbed her palms together, a sign she was agitated.

The couple hugged each other for a moment, ignoring the ringing of the cell phone with a special tone of the family call.

Geck. Geck.

"Dad, Bun ... Tazkiya's family is down, Mas Kaffa too .. What is this clash? Ayaz downstairs uncle Rey can?" the voice of their youngest son.

Naya broke her embrace, linked and pulled her husband's fingers towards the door and opened slowly.

"Yes, honey, I can. We're all set. Onty Mega is still upstairs right with the sisters?" ask Naya before Mifyaz leaves.

"Yes Bun ... Ayaz greeted in front of the 10th floor elevator aja yes," his fare passed.

Huft.

The two looked at each other and confirmed the steps towards the main door of their residence.

Five minutes later.

Tazkiya's entourage began one by one out of the iron box. It was started by the Sepuhs and followed by the two sons of Yai Hariri's daughter, Aiswa and Ahmad and their families.

Naya and Mahen welcomed their arrival after reaching the lips of the residence.

"Assalamu'alaikum warohmatullah."

"Wa'alaikumsalam warohmatullah, please. Kaku like this yes even though often met and communication," asloh Ahmad felt the atmosphere of tension began to emerge.

The statement of the eldest son of the Tazkiya family was greeted by the crisp laughter of everyone present.

The familiar atmosphere warmed back between them until Fayyadh's question triggered a sense of awkwardness present in the air.

"Well, can I see Maira?" ask Fayyadh to interrupt their opening conversation.

Naya nodded at the handsome nephew. Following the explanation of the mother.

"May, after this yes. Let Abi convey the purpose of our meeting this time first Mas," said Aiswa prevent the desire of the impatient son.

"Monggo, Brother." Mahen let his sister-in-law talk first.

"Bismillah ... Alhamdulillaarabbil ‘alamiin wabihi nastaiinu, umuurid dunyaa waddiin .. wasshalaatu wasssalaamu’alaa asy rafil anbiyaa i wal mursaliin, nabuyinaa muhammadin shalallahu ‘alaihi wasallam wa man tabi’ahum bi ihsaanin ilaa yaumiddiin ... Mas Panji, Nduk ... Jazakumullah Kheir for his warm welcome even though we are still one big family, so a bit anu yaa .. awkward that," said Amir, smiling. He felt funny and clumsy because what he faced was his own sister and brother-in-law.

The statement was welcomed by all residents, as a medicine to dilute the atmosphere.

"The purpose of the arrival of the Tazkiya extended family here is the main goal is to connect the friendship, also visit our daughter, Maira."

"We are concerned, we feel the sorrow of what happened to Maira, trying to pray and persuade God to take all the pain up to Maira's full-fledged return, aamiin."

"Allahumma aamiin." Family member voice.

"Next ... I, as Fayyadh's father, wish to express my demeanour and continue my son's heartfelt condolences to Maira, which have been delivered personally to Mas Panji some time ago ... our hope is that ananda's good intentions can be connected well."

Amir closed the long string of sentences, shedding the burden on his shoulders as a father.

"Alhamdulillah ... Jazakumullah ahsanal jaza for the best prayer for our daughter .. regarding Mas Fayyadh's sermon statement some time ago to me, we are very grateful to also be happy for Mas Fayyadh's proposal ... but because the conditions are different, I represent Ananda conveying what is a signal of his heart," said Mahen, his heart was worried.

"Hmm, Mas Fayyadh would you like to talk privacy with Dad and Abi or here?" mahen asked his nephew for a choice.

Fayyadh raised the face that he had bowed to, turning towards his father.

Amir only hinted with a palm, encouraging Fayyadh to make an independent decision.

"Privacy Well, may?" answer's straightforward.

"OKs. Let's head to the study, "The three men slowly rise up to withdraw from the banquet in the living room, following Mahen towards the corner of the house.

Checklots.

"Please enter. Rey as a witness from my side, sister," Mahen's permission again.

"Fadhol Mas" replied the brother-in-law.

After all sitting on the sofa, Mahen opened his voice. He looked at the nephew.

"Bismillah ... Mas, what is the basis for making Maira as a wife? pity me or what?"

"Honey. Love can fade, but affection does not, by making it halal then I can freely keep it, Well," said Fayyadh, look firmness in the spotlight of his eyes.

"From what and who? Maira can no longer see around ... somehow until when continues like this, Mas Fayyadh can? fight with him while your world is long, a lifelong dedication while Maira can't do the part of the wife's obligations are born and inner?" cecar Mahen's.

"I have long waited for this moment, considering also the dignity to determine the right choice, the answer remains the same, Mahya. There are many ways to be happy, but I just need him. Because Mahya can make me smile for no reason if near her," said Fayyadh.

Amir lowered his head, smiling faintly over the words of the proud son. While Mahen began to worry about not being able to break the wishes of prince Kusuma this one.

"If, once there was a demand for the desire to have a baby, how to deal with this while Mas Fayyadh knew from the beginning of Maira's condition?" mahen was a little sad.

"Only Allah is in control of the affairs of the heart Well, I cannot guarantee and promise" said Fayyadh, bowing his head, knowing that his faith would be tested for such conditions.

"Right ... dear Maira can not hear directly and express her opinion, it is difficult to say no but Mas Fayyadh surrounded by sholihah women, many better than Maira, Mas," Mahen replied to his nephew's gentle sentence.

Hearing the statements indicated on his refusal of the sermon, Fayyadh turned his head. Highlight his eyes as if he had received no cue from the pride uncle.

"You mean Dad, I don't deserve him? You don't believe me?"

"Fayyad!" reprimand Amir hard.

"Sir, Mas ... calm down first," Mahen tried to stay focused without provoking the situation.

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