ISTIKHARAH LOVE KUSUMA
CHAPTER 5. PROPOSE

Fayyadh launches a black Toyota Yaris through the streets of the Capital City. His heart was broken, ringing father's speech to him earlier.

"Kok Abi Kayak objected. Yes, he married for the first time when he was twenty-seven years old and already had financial stability. Kan I am also the same, bimbel has been running and Arza preschool has also been operating well this year ... then what? isn't maturity immeasurable from age?" Fayyadh muttered along the way, accompanied by audio from the Ratislo relay channel, Naya's radio station.

"Acoustic Rose is always calming. The concept of Mother never fails, so Maira is also so, detailed and perfect .. This radio content is different, many benefits for healing. Ah, how to move on try if Daddy Mahen's family is perfect," said Fayyadh again, his fingers knocked on the steering wheel when the traffic light was red.

It is still a mile away to get to the destination. Until a few minutes later, the nameplate of the elite private hospital was visible. Fayyadh directed his car down to the basement to freely leave the four-wheeled vehicle there.

After making sure her Jiddah car was safe, she took her long legs up the elevator to the fifth floor where Mahen was.

Seen from a distance, two men were talking. Bunda Naya was not seen there, maybe he went home to the apartment for a moment.

"Dad, assalamu'alaikum." He asked Mahen, who was sitting on the couch, to wait outside the ICU with his personal assistant.

"Wa'alaikumussalam, loh Mas said Mother Naya, want to come here again with Abi? didn't she?" mahen asked as the boy kissed his hand.

"A-nu .. that, Well," Fayyadh staggered, disinclined that there was Adnan there.

Feeling some awkwardness over his presence, the sensitive Adnan resigned.

"I'll go home first, boss. Tomorrow afternoon return here with Rey after taking care of the harvest garden and Omah's son stopped by," Adnan pamit, had two days he did not go home to visit the family in Bogor.

Mahendra provided shelter for the Adnan family so that the man was calm when given the responsibility of taking care of the plantation business owned by former Exona officials.

"Ad, have Pras focus on Omah stop over so you can worry in the garden with Kang Ujang. Mifyaz let it be with Rio," Mahen proposed so that all his believers can work well and optimally.

"Ready, Boss. Rio's the new kid, is it safe?" doubtful Adnan.

"Ayaz, can handle it. At once, the trials were whether Rio was able to take care of my family, especially the youngest, they were the same age right?"

"Hmm, good Boss. Yes age. Excuse me ... Boss, Den Mas," Adnan bowed in front of two men of different ages.

Fayyadh was amazed at the assertiveness of Maira's father. Abinya type calm and soft, but Mahen on the contrary, cool though sometimes error also if it is joking with the youngest son.

"Mas, why was that?" Mahendra continues the conversation with his nephew.

"Abi and umma were going to come here, but since I may have stopped," he was embarrassed.

Naya's husband had received news from Amir recently about Fayyadh's intention to apply for his daughter Maira. It's just that, Mahen wants to listen directly to the narrative and the reason behind the intention of this hafiz candidate.

"Because of you? why indeed?" lure Magen again.

Fayyadh lowered his head, between doubt and shame. There is a sense of reluctance to leave at this time even though they are already like a father and son.

"I .. hmm, A-I," he said stammered, occasionally glancing from the tail of the eye at the man sitting next to him.

Mahen did not want to press further, choosing to let Fayyadh fight with his mind first. If the mentality is ready, surely the child will speak seriously.

One. Two minutes passed.

Silent.

Only the steps of the sisters were heard in the hallway not far from where they were sitting.

"God, trouble. It turns out this is what it feels like to be face to face with.." lamented Fayyadh rubbed the sweat that was suddenly present on his forehead.

"Who?" Mahen smiled faintly seeing his nephew misbehaving.

Huft.

Fayyadh sighed, blowing several times. He was nervous, especially Mahendra still looked at him expectantly and patiently.

"Well, don't look at me like that" fayyadh's whine grew more agitated.

Maira's father simply smiled again, with no intention of chiming in.

Huft.

Deghs.

Deghs.

Deghs.

"Bismillah ... Hmm, Dad, I want to apply for Maira. After graduation, if you approve I want to hold a marriage contract .. No matter what Maira's condition is at that time, my heart just wants her" said Fayyadh smoothly in one breath.

Hoosshh.

Seeming relief emanating from the shady face of Amirzain's descendants, he stood up for a moment to release his nervousness.

"Okay again ijab qobul aja, Mas. Cepet really talked about it .. how about, what was it?" Mahen teased Amir's eldest son until Fayyadh keki and gawked.

"I'm having a hard time talking but Mahen's dad isn't horrified? o Allah, lemes.." he lamented in annoyance, still standing, this time facing the uncle.

Mahendra laughed, remembering when he was going to propose to Naya but did not meet Abah until finally fate came to him.

"Denger ko, joking Mas," said Mahen patting the seat beside him.

Fayyadh blushed, he then followed Mahendra's advice, sitting back quietly even though his heart was still pounding.

"Let's talk to the big family first huh. It's not that Dad is not authorized or empowered to make decisions because Maira is my daughter, but because we are still brothers. Mas Fayyadh, all right?"

"So, whatever your decision will be, this is not one-sided but for the common good. Also, try not to ignore the signal from Maira if she remains in her current condition" said Mahen.

"There are still many, Mas, already care and love Maira. I don't want to give you any hope, just hope everyone finds the best way without anyone getting hurt in the end...." Mahendra's worried. This risks sparking a dispute later on.

He and Naya had heard Maira's curses before the accident, but he wasn't entirely sure that the person Maira was talking about was Fayyadh, the nephew.

Before long, Naya came with a veiled woman, accompanied by several people in the same clothes.

"Darling ... loh Mas Fayyadh himself? where's umma?" naya said as she kissed her husband's palm.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Ustadzah Aminah Al-kahf." said Mahen greeting while standing.

"Wa'alaikumussalaam's chat. Ana can look at Maira?" ask me soft ustadzah.

"Fadhol Ustadzah, Naya will accompany."

Maira's mother guided the noble teacher that Maira was controlling the other day until this incident occurred.

The two were in the ICU until the next minute they returned.

"Patience yes. God has a purpose for him. His face was very shady, the sign of Allah's mercy was flowing, no pain was emanated there," Hubabah Aminah shed tears. Patting the palm of Naya's hand she held.

"We don't blame anyone, not even God. Learn to accept what is best for Maira. Moreover, I .. a-I was very grateful when I found out Maira managed to escort Sharifah out of there in an affiat even though my daughter was being disadvantaged, the noble warriors of the dzuriyah of Rosulullah may be given safety as well as a long life so that the da'wah continues to walk .. somehow my heart feels when this incident befalls Hubabah," cried Naya broke, she said, not not dear to his baby. But he agreed with Maira who prioritizes the safety of the great-grandson of the Prophet's descendants.

"Kheir in shay'ah Allah. Starting tonight Ana permits to send 3 santri akhwat team here, alternating khatamkan qur'an as a gift for Maira. May Allah take care of him, Allah jubarik Bu Naya, has given birth to Maira into the world," said Sharifah Aminah, soft, clean while embracing Naya.

This scene confirmed Fayyadh's intention to remain steadfast in choosing Maira as his future companion.

"Maira .. lucky enough, loved by the dzuriyah of Rosulullah," inwardly Fayyadh.

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...It's a sequel title Between 3A and Sound for Dilara. Hopefully, it can be read independently. ...