ISTIKHARAH LOVE KUSUMA
CHAPTER 67. TRY SO HARD'S

Thanks to a little fly, Rey finds the young man she's looking for sleeping in Ezra's room. He was relieved, but unfortunately chose to keep this news until waiting for dawn.

Because of the crashing performance hit tired, Rey slowly fell asleep. He forgot to tell Mahen about Shan's whereabouts.

While at Ezra's residence, early morning.

Dilara felt Shan was in her room. After the tahajud, the middle-aged woman went back in there.

Feeling is right. "Shan's. Oh my God, are you here, son?" exclaimed Dila happily, hugging her son. But he was surprised, Shan was neat and ready to leave again.

"Yes."

"Where are you? Maira is sick with Shan," Dila said trying to contain her son's departure.

The handsome son looked slightly surprised and weighed the decision.

"To Oma first. I'll be right back. Say hello and a letter to Ai. I didn't bring my phone, Bun. Anyway there is something I should look for there," said Dila's eldest son, passed.

Dilara. "Shan's. Shan. Look at Maira first, explain to her. Don't do this" he exclaimed, inviting Ezra out of the room. Dila hugged the body of the son tightly.

"Dad, please. Do you understand how I feel?" shan said begging his father.

Ezra shut up, she weighed. "Leave first. Here's how, you'll understand later, too, dear." He calmed Dila down.

"Shan, be careful. I helped explain it to Guna's family. Go and come back soon," he said again.

"Shukron, Dad. Promise to return soon," said Shan steady.

Dilara let go of her deck. "Don't dawdle. Poor Maira, you still love her, don't you?"

"Banget Bun's. Believe me, this is my effort to freely bring my love back, sorry to make it difficult. I go first," Shan kissed his mother's forehead, hugged her tightly and descended to the ground floor out of their luxurious dwelling.

Ezra pulls Dilara. Then contact Rolex to put his men to guard Shan until he flies. Also shared with Ashraf Hamid that Shan was heading to Dubai without a mobile phone. Don't forget to tell the besan, Mahendra.

The call at dawn about his son-in-law made Mahen a little bit of a blackboard. But when Ezra says there is a letter that Shan left for Maira, the middle-aged man starts to soften.

Naya responded to this incident, slowly understanding. Each is struggling in its own way. As if invisible effort, the assumption in the eyes of others is wrong, but this is important for both.

"I understand why Shan is so" Naya told her husband.

"Why?"

"It's Honey. Hearts. Shan invites Maira's heart to learn to be adrift with her. Sometimes we just realize that he's valuable after nothing on the side. Shan ignites the feeling, convinced that Maira's love is growing," Naya points at the chest with a smile, reading the character of the daughter-in-law.

"That's yeah? other than the usual man," Mahen still cons with Shan style.

"Trust me, she'll be so sweet after this. Maira seems to be starting to remember my son-in-law" he added.

"It's usually your feeling, honey. How can you have that thought?"

"Because Shan, not educated to weed women. He was the son of Ezra who incidentally Queen Madam Dilara. Let alone Shan, Shaharan alone really appreciate his mother. You know, a behavior and a manner like that? when glorifying the Queen of the family, it is also certain to treat the woman like a queen. Because you have an example. Look Fayyadh, he's never opposed to Mba Aiswa. Look at Kaffa, how does the boy uphold Alma?" Naya invites Mahendra back to sensitize. Not blaming anyone but supporting them.

Mahen. Naya's opinion she can accept. "Right, Shan told me where he was going. Leave something and his family is responsible. We support Maira then, as well as Fayyadh."

Kusuma woman, sumringah. He's getting excited to help his daughter recover and catch up with Shan.

At ten in the morning.

Dilara visited Guna residence with Shaharan. He carried Shan's cell phone as well as a letter that his son had left.

The woman was then taken by the hostess to Maira's room.

"Assalamu'alaikum, dear. Are you feeling better?" tanya Dila gently by the side of the bed while holding Maira's fingers.

Princess Mahendra is confused. "Wa'alaikumsalam."

"He's Mother Dila, Mother Shan, Mama-in-law, Maira," explained Naya understood the confusion printed on Maira's face.

"Sound?" ask Dila.

"A-I heard a voice similar to yours, a few times but nowhere. Him, where is he?" lirih Maira's. Trying to remember while closing your eyes.

"Shan to Oma for a while. He promised to return soon, "Dilara calms Maira down.

"When there was a fever, Maira was delirious, I thought the flashes of her memories were coming up one by one" Naya guessed.

"Alhamdulillah. What can you do for me, Maira?" tanya Dila was excited.

"The story, as much as anything Bun-dda can. I want to recognize those voices, please." Princess Kusuma is persistent in trying.

Naya asks Dewiq and several doctors come later to check the condition of her eldest daughter.

Until dzuhur, Dilara just left the besan residence because Syaharan will homeschool. Mayu woman sumringah, Maira a lot of progress especially when she tells the figure of little Shan to him, the son-in-law looks enthusiastic.

"Bun, I know why you are," Syaharan said as they were in the car, preparing to leave Orchid.

"Why?"

"Heart, Bun. Also, the settlement of fellow men. Brother is not a breng-sek man, he must be trying to help the family of Father Mahen so as not to create distance with Fayyadh and other Kusuma. Brother is quiet, but everything that is done, he must have weighed properly," Aran said.

"really. Shan doesn't say much differently to you" Dila later said.

"Yes good donk so Mommy is not hard to find the answer to the cake again ngisi TTS," continued Aran.

"It's good not to be ashamed. But it's the opposite" Dila argued again.

Aran laughing. His nature was the opposite of Shan's. "So when do you want to lamarin Athirah for me, Bun?"

This time Dila smiled. "Kan, just said. Athirah must have asked for ta'aruf. Just find another one," Dila bargained.

Shaharan only smiled in response to Dilara's dislike of her wishes. He is also introspective.

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In another city.

The scorching afternoon did not discourage a girl from going to her teacher, asking if it was okay for a woman to ask her imam for a sholeh man.

The teacher who happens to know the family in question, is willing to be an intermediary for the wishes of his students. Moreover, legal guardians, have allowed even with one condition that the prospective son-in-law must be willing to come down to politics.

"Ana is not sure, because her family is very tradition and polite. But will you try, this is your CV?" said the teacher.

"Excite. All was complete in this bundle, Nyai," the veiled woman pushed the beam on the carpet before her teacher.

"Istikharah returns. Do not force God to set your heart firm, let its guidance be present and meaning wisely" the message says.

"In the Lord. Ana's ready," she nodded.

"Bismillah. To achieve glory is also good for all. Neither you nor your family."

The noble teacher's wobble slid before the young girl who was putting her heart on a young man.

The last meeting and the message never arrived. Not even a word. But the charm of the man has been stealing attention since the beginning of the meeting.

"Look at me. Put me in her sight, Robb."

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