LOVE IN TASBIH DETAILS
CHAPTER 59. UNAFRAID

In his grasp slowly the clenched fingers of Aisyah trembled.

"Because I will be her husband." Said Bram while looking into Aisyah's eyes with a warm and gentle gaze.

Aisyah was like a choking person staring at Bram unblinkingly with her mouth gawking, she was clearly shocked by Bram's statement.

The other people who were inside Aisyah's house heard him no less dumbfounded.

"I have promised to keep Aisyah and Tito to the abah, not as her guardian but as her husband. That's why I'm going to find her real father so I can propose to Aisyah properly. So, don't treat Aisyah with disrespect anymore. He's not an orphan, his parents are all still alive and..." Bram clasped Aisyah's hand tightly.

"And I will be responsible for him. That's why I'm going to propose Aisyah to ta'aruf until I justify it, everyone present in this house is a witness." Bram continued while circulating his gaze at all who were staring at the two of them in astonishment.

"Aisyah, are you willing to be my ta'aruf partner?" Bram looked back at Aisyah, Retno who sat next to Aisyah could not close her mouth because she was fascinated by Bram.

Aisyah who was still stunned, barely blinked her eyes, she seemed to not believe what she heard until Retno shook her shoulders.

"Yes...you asked that, let's answer..want what ndak?" Tegur mbak Retno's.

"Oh.me..." Aisyah stuttered with a red face and eyes that were still swollen.

"If not, you'll be the one who answers..." Whisper Mumun half teasing from behind Aisyah's back.

"I.ltya..." Aisha answered the response.

"Well what?" Mpok Mumun patted Aisyah on the back.

"Yes.iya.iya..i want.eh, I'm willing." Aisyah replied while lowering her face blushed.

Bram finally sighed nervously as he waited for Aisyah's answer.

"Thank you..." Bram smiled at Aisyah looking relieved, his eyes sparkling could not hide his happiness.

"How could that be? Aisyah is my husband's future wife!" Ms. Hasni stood up in annoyance. Wak Agil was silent, but his face was not happy. The second wife of Wak Agil, a woman in her thirties with a body filled it down. Some of the others with them did not speak.

Mr. RT and Ms. RT and a close neighbor who happened to be there because of a little commotion earlier, seemed stunned, not expecting what happened, it was even Bram who proposed to Aisyah.

"Aisha will not be anyone's wife except my wife. Please count the favor that you consider the debt, I am willing to pay it so that it will no longer be a burden of gratitude for Aisha. I'll bear it..." Bram stared intently at the wak Agil and his wife.

...***...

And Mr. Ustadpun called, finally after listening to the lecture and enlightenment of Mr. Ustad, the family of Wak Agil left the house of Aisyah, but Ms. Hasni, who was embarrassed by Wak Agil, promised to make a calculation that Bram had to pay some losses to Wak Agil because he had sacrificed a lot for Pak Syarif's family so far.

"Astagfirullah wak, the name helps, actually should not be counted. It's not good to bring up our help in the past. Indeed, as humans, something that is most difficult to set straight is intention, because so often the intention sometimes changes, but it would be great if we put forward a sense of sincerity. Giving selfless help. Every practice or worship that we do, there must be sincerity in it. If we still count them, how far are we from their reward."

Unfortunately, Ms. Hasni Keukeh still counts their help as debt because according to Ms. Hasni Aisyah has humiliated her well-respected family by rejecting wak Agil's proposal.

At home Aisyah now only left behind Mpok Mumun, mbak Retno and of course Bram.

"Indeed certainly not sane buk Hasni, kok ngawin lakinye kok ngawin same Aisyah. I'm ogah, the time to ngelamar girls for themselves! I really don't think it's like it's people." Mpok Mumun mengedumel long short.

"Well, you know what, the villagers already know..." Sahut mbak Retno with pias julidnya, half whispering.

"Know what?"

"That's Wak Agil..."

"Wak Agil why?"

"What do you suspect? that Agil wak can be rich, the money is inexhaustible seven derivatives come from where?"

"From mane?"

"Pok kok so plain people like paper replay there is no answer."

"Why indeed?" Mpok Mumun glared enthusiastically, typical of the ghibah mother-form style.

"He's got a prank!"

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