LOVE IN TASBIH DETAILS
CHAPTER 64. BLURRY SHADOWS

Bram stared intently at Aisyah who was challenging his eyes.

"Why are we here?" Ask Aisha again.

"We're going to see your father..." Bram said with a soft volume, they both still sat in the car seat Bram after delivering Tito to his school.

Now they stopped at an area that Aisyah said was so foreign in the northern part of the river Jagir, a riverbank area that had never been visited by Aisyah, a distance also quite far from the village of Aisyah, Aisyah, it took more than half an hour even though the road was not too congested this morning.

Bram accidentally came today before Tito went to school in between by Aisyah with his motor matic as usual.

Under the pretext that there is business in a place not far from the village of Aisyah, Bram offers to take Tito and ask Aisyah to cook something to him today because she is looking for appetite and remembered with Aisyah's delicious meat stew on her birthday.

"Mas Bram came here to persuade me to meet my father?" Aisyah asked with squashed eyes, a sense of disappointment lingering in her chest, among the strange swish lodged there.

"I've made sure of it myself, and I'm almost sure one hundred percent of him is your father." Bram said with a careful expression.

"I just want you to look at it for yourself and make sure that this Mr. Faraz is your father..."

"Bram..." Aisha suddenly interjected. His voice vibrates.

"Do you think I should see him?" Ask Aisyah sharply.

Bram was speechless, he just stared at Aisyah's glittering eyes staring at him.

"I guess..." Bram replied in a low voice.

"I think the late Abah really wants you to see your real father." Bram continued, a little hesitant.

"I didn't ask you about your opinion but I wanted to hear Bram's opinion." Cut Aisyah, firm.

Bram was once again silent for a while just staring at Aisyah with barely blinking eyes, that innocent face in front of her that looked tense.

"I thought, you should meet him too." Answer Bram later.

"Why?" Ask Aisyah.

Bram stared at the beautiful face without the slightest trace of lipstick. Slightly pale but did not reduce her beauty.

"That's no excuse, if Mas Bram wants to marry me, I can ask the magistrate of the religious court to marry me." Aisyah is still trying to show her hardness of heart, even though it has actually been a little broken by the ridicule and advice mbak Retno and mpok Mumun yesterday afternoon

"Dear..." Bram tilted his body so that he could look at Aisyah who was sitting next to his chair freely.

"Soften your heart.don't be too hard on yourself, I know that behind your hate you miss her so much." Bram smiled softly, as if he was staring at his son Bella.

"You know, to marry you I don't need a thousand reasons. Enough with love and intention, I can find a way out. But..." Bram sighed.

"Marriage is not a game. I once did it with a half heart so I failed to live it. I don't want to make the same mistake with you, I want you to marry me happily without any bitter roots that come from the past. Getting married is like opening a new page, I want us both to clean up all the wounds from the past and start crossing out a new chapter without any blurry shadows that we haven't both resolved." Bram breathed for a moment.

"I've cleared up all the bitter roots of my failed marriage, I've tried to rise up for the better because of God. And finding you, was the best thing in my intention to perfect my repentance and worship." Bram grabbed Aisyah's fingers trembling, whether sinful or not but he was eager to do so to convince Aisyah.

"The blurry shadow includes I want you to meet your father. Whatever he is, however he may be, face him bravely and with great heart. Be a child, without judging everything that has happened, everything you have passed well. Abah has taught you to forgive, have you not cheated yourself if you still hold the hatred secretly in your heart by hiding that feeling from your face for as long as he lives? The one who is hurt is yourself, you are bleeding from within without you noticing by your own grudges."

Aisyah blinked her eyes, trying to digest every word Bram said. His breath goes up and down holding his own feelings.

"I'm.I'm afraid.I can't take it..." A drop of clear water fell on the corner of Aisyah's eyes.

"I do not demand that you accept his presence again, because as your future husband I insya'Allah is trying to be able to be the father figure you are looking for to fill the void in your heart, but I just want you to come to him and forgive him. That way, you and I can walk quietly. I will marry you, take responsibility for taking care of your mother and Tito, I will try my best to be your husband." Bram kissed Aisyah's fingers, with haru. While the girl didn't blink, let Bram do it.

"If..." Aisyah swallowed her saliva for a moment.

"If Mas Bram wants it, I'll listen to it and do it." His speech was raucous, making Bram stunned. There has never been anyone who has been so obedient to her without questioning her, except perhaps Diah in her past.

"Where's my dad? I'll see him now..."

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