ISTIKHARAH LOVE KUSUMA
CHAPTERS 30. MY SOUL

"It's kind of a product just use the word interest," quipped the grandfather chimed in Fayyadh's speech.

Hands busy with devices but hearts restless, but the determination this time round. Armed with a great-grandfather's gift this morning, Fayyadh promised to take advantage of his time off now to set his heart so that when he returned to Jeddah, all was better.

"Mas, tomorrow start preparing raw materials yes. Later Warni will for science to you, to recognize various kinds of flower characters that are worth the harvest and are worth selling high," said Abah, seeing Fayyadh only silent, focusing on the gadget screen.

"Excuse me," he replied quickly did not want to disturb the excitement while playing the game.

"Let you if Abah talks to that, horrified. Not while playing with toys, sitting with that gang," Wisesa said, seeing the relaxed attitude of Fayyadh when spoken to by him.

"I'm also diem kok Bah, not positilan, nyolot or even squeaking," replied Fayyadh immediately, still with the original mode.

Grandpa just laughed. "Oh my God, Mir, your son, why is this so." Wisesa rubbed Fayyadh's head while praying for her grandson.

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Orchid, same time.

Armed with the advice and advice of the two Kusuma members who he was reluctant, and with Naya's approval, this afternoon Mahendra will contact Ezra.

He's gathering family in Maira's room. Swiping slowly the palm of his girl who began to look blue due to the prick of the needle. Mahen kisses softly.

"Sir, bismillah yes. May the path of healing be for you. Spirit yes, dear," whispered Naya in the ear of their eldest daughter.

Naya nodded faintly towards Mahen who was sitting at the end of the bed to start the call. Mifyaz was already on the left side of Maira's bed, also grasping the brother's palm.

Trowels. Trowels. Ringing tone call takes place.

There has been no reaction to Mahendra's first call, making the room atmosphere more tense, up to a minute later.

"Assalamu'alaikum, sorry Mas. My phone's flight mode and it's back, is there good news?" ezra's voice apologized, like while smiling because his tone sounded cheerful.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, am I bothering Mas Ezra?" Mahen forgot if it is still in working hours.

"Oh no. Just finished a meeting with my two sons for their mini project. How's Mas? it's okay, just say it in shay God has relaxed," said Ezra dismissed Mahen's doubts at the end there.

"Alhamdulillah. What I am going to say is in regard to the Shan sermon some time ago," Mahen replied, as the meloud-speaker call took place.

Ezra quietly did not respond, putting his ears to the news that Mahendra will convey.

"Bismil was bornrahmanirrahim, after considering various things also the results of the conversation with a large family, because Maira could not express her heart. So we as legal guardians represent and decide Shan's sermon over my daughter, received. Regarding the implementation of the agreement please Mas Ezra renegotiate," explained Mahendra expressed his intention.

Silent.

"Hello, Mas Ezra, it's still with us right?" ask Mahen because he did not hear any sound from his interlocutor.

"Hmmwhat was that? received?" ask Ezra.

"Yes, Mas. Sorry, did Shan's party cancel? if doubtful, it's okay, we understand this rather than continuing later even a lot of harm," Mahen guessed.

"Not so, I'm surprised Mas-"

"Assalamu'alaikum Om, I'm Shan. Ba'da maghrib we went to Orchid's house huh. T-thank you very much," Shan's voice paused Ezra's speech, sounding quivering over the last sentence.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, yes Shan," Mahen replied stiffly, he confusedly responded with the word.

"Shan, Shan.." Ezra called his son.

"Hello, Mas Mahen. Ba'da maghrib we're going to Orchid. As with the previous plan that the man wants the marriage contract to be direct when the decision goes down. Shan had already escaped to his mother preparing a proposal. Thank you very much, one more hour EO to your house Yes Mas," said Ezra Long.

"Alhamdulillah. No, my wife has her own EO. Just a deal, right? I'm still trying to get in touch with the extended family first, hopefully they can come later. Hopefully everything will be smooth, we are waiting for the arrival of El Qavi in the afternoon. Assalamu'alaikum," Mahendra ended the call with the candidate besan.

The atmosphere of haru enveloped Maira's room, Naya was sobbing, Mifyaz was no less haru.

"Maira, may the decision of Father and Mother not be wrong, yes dear," Mahen approached, peeping his daughter's forehead softly.

"Come, ready Maira and the room. I want to tell Kusuma's group" Mahen said patting his wife on the shoulder. Gently rubbed Naya's head to get ready immediately.

"I'm here Well, nemenin Brother with sister," asked Ajmi.

Couples to ignore the youngest's request before they are busy with their respective tasks.

Mahendra then went into the study, after Rey who had just arrived and joined the sofa in the room.

Chat Kusuma Group.

"It was a difficult decision for us, but by looking at various things finally got here. Sorry for all the khilaf and miss Guna family if the news is surprising also invite speculation, pray for the best. Thank you very much, Wassalamu'alaikum." Write Mahen there.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Thank God, mabruk Maira, healthy and happy. I come Mas, hopefully hunt ya," replied Gamaliel who first chimed in Mahen's message.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Abah otw yes Mas, can't retreat it's time? mepet but hopefully arrive before the event" replied Abah.

"Come, nebeng Gamal. Stop by here first, Mal." Abyan this time replied to a message.

"Yes Bah, Shan asked to be accelerated .. don't rush ya. Fii amanillah, not present anything important prayer," Mahen replied to all.

If Kusuma's group is boisterous after sending Mahendra's two-paragraph message. Another thing with the Wardhani Family, Arjuna immediately contacted himself asking about the news he had just got from Gamaliel.

After finishing sharing the happy news to several groups, now it is Rey's turn to get the task from her former boss.

"Rey, later welcome Ezra's family, as well as Civil Registry and KUA officers. You prepare all the files, invite them to come first. Marriage registration submission can be followed, for assignments with Adnan .. please pick up Yai Hariri salim to marry them later. I'm enough to be a witness" Mahen asked again before he got up to take care of anything else.

By evening.

Mahendra's residence was boisterous one by one by the arrival of the Kusuma family. The men gathered on the balcony beside the miss.

Their chatter was interrupted when Yai Hariri came just as the adzan maghrib reverberated.

"Come, fast prayer first. Mir, priest. Abyan adhan all iqomah," Yai told all family members.

Exactly seven o'clock at night.

Ezra's extended family arrives. Due to the sudden preparation time, they did not bring many relatives. Only siblings and perhaps the rt rw chairman where they live were present.

After the handover procession. Khutbatul hajat has been conveyed, now comes the handover of the guardian of marriage between Mahen and Yai Hariri.

Sholawat, Istighfar lirih flowed to accompany the handover of wali tawkil.

"Yai Hariri Salim, I represent to you to marry my biological daughter to a man named Shareef Shan Qavi bin Ezra El Qavi with a marriage of one hundred thousand rupiah, paid in cash."

"I accept your representative" Hariri salim replied to Mahendra's guardian.

After switching the representative of the marriage guardian, it is time for the core event. Shan looked ready as he sat facing the famous master teacher. Still accompanied by sholawat and takbir, the two began shaking hands.

"What language do you speak?" ask Yai.

"I'm just how Yai is," Shan replied, nodding by Hariri salim.

"Bismillahirrahmanirrahim.." lirih both pronounce shahadah, when fingers intertwine.

"Ya Shareef Shan Qavi bin Ezra El Qavi, uzawwijuka ‘ala ma amara Allahu bihi min imsakun bi ma’rufin aw tasrihun bi Ihsan.”

"Ankahtuka wa zawwajtuka makhtubataka Mahya Humaira bintu Mahendra Guna bil mahri mi-atu alfi ruubiyyati, haalan." Hariri salim stomped their fingers link plan.

"Qabiltu nikahaha wa tazwijaha alal mahril madzkur wa radhiitu bihi, haalan." Shan answered smoothly.

"Alhamdulillah, Sah." The voices of witnesses, relief.

Although only accompanied by Ezra and Arjuna behind his body, the young man looked firm and firm. Amir saw clearly the figure Mahen told them a few days ago. His son was greatly outdone by Shan's appearance, looking simple yet full of decisiveness.

The pious man smiled faintly hiding his happiness although he could not deny his heart was pinned to feel the pain of Fayyadh this afternoon. Maira, it's worth it, Mas. Batin Amir.

The chants of prayer filled the room of the luxury residence of the Guna family. Congratulations also warm welcome Kusuma made Shan feel well received even though they had to bear the wounds of one of his close relatives.

"Om Amir, sorry."

"Destiny, Shan and this is his will. Don't bother me, OK? mabruk yes, take care of my daughter Maira," pat Amir on the nephew's shoulder.

If Orchid's situation is happy, it is different from the situation in the other two cities. Cirebon and Solo.

"Fayyad. Strengthen my son Robb."

"Maira's. Mai-ra's. Mai-ra's."

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