MUJAHADAH MY LOVE
#Episode 21's. So, Keep Calm Down!

* Yusuf

Ever since Fathin came out of the walk in closet at Theo's beauty house, he was endlessly staring at that charming beautiful face. That face in too short a time, had managed to divert his world. It changes a lot of things in her especially on the interaction on the opposite sex, women.

It was fortunate that his consciousness was still at a level above abnormal although not completely normal. If not, maybe now he has cupped that pretty face, too, staring at it intensely without pause and tracing every inch of the beauty before him that is not excessive if He calls one of the masterpieces of the Creator. Or even give a small touch on the lips voluptuous that now looks a little sensual due to the pink-nude lipstick polish that perfectly wrapped the tiny lips. Damned!

To the point that He could not help himself, He finally gave such honest and sincere praise from the deepest of hearts to the girl, when the two arrived at his grand mansion.

"You're so pretty tonight. I like it." His praise was accompanied by a longing gaze.

He could feel Fathin's heartbreak from now on. In his heart he laughed amusedly as the girl's hand clutched her arm tightly at the minute the two were about to go inside. Trying to offer rejection for the sake of rejection for his invitation to enter immediately. But he was still Joseph, the forger as the term the girl had pinned for him.

"Everything will be Ok!"

He tried to calm his girl with sweet words plus a voice made soft in such a way as to just give a sense of comfort and calm.

It felt a little strange to him because, again, it was not him. All this time he only used to talk a little softly when dealing with his nephews. But with women, special quotes, never!

He walked with confidence. Linking fingers with Fathin's smooth, wiggly fingers. Occasionally greet each greeting one by one relative and family through him. Almost all who attended were family and relatives of papa, mama was also the step mother.

Invitations are only intended for families and those who still count close relatives. I don't know, since the absence of mama, papa never again celebrated his birthday with a massive party. The deep sorrow over the loss of a mother that never completely disappeared despite having another woman by her side, became a possible reason behind this.

He knew the nervousness that was afflicting the girl he was now with. Because now his hands are wet with sweat coming from Fathin's cold hands.

For the umpteenth time He calmed her down, that all would be well. There is nothing to worry about, of course with a charming knot smile that he hopes can give peace in the heart of his girl.

Departing from the belief in the mainstay of his brother's image, that the eyes are the windows of the heart. Giving the most beautiful smile can give shade in the heart of people who look at him. Ok, why not?.

From far away he could already read Papa's expression of shock, his sisters as well as the handsome men who had become part of his family, his brothers-in-law.

Not to forget the adorable boys who were chasing each other even suddenly stopped and immediately made a neat row lined up as if there was a special commando who gave instructions for each to take place.

In several sets of sofas spread out on all four sides of the central room which covered almost the area of the hotel hall, there were also the families of the uncles and aunts, as well as the families of the uncles and aunts, papa's siblings are also mama and their respective families. Not a few also from the step mother's family attended. Everyone threw the same look.

Only a few teenage children who became his niece who seemed indifferent, even busy struggling with cellphones. Usual usa.

Also Farah who had been smiling widely looked towards the two of them.

Instantly the girl tried to remove the link of her finger with a slight jerking motion, as the two had actually been in the presence of her large family group. This time he let it.

"Bah, Brother, Bang, knowin, this is Fathin,__" He paused his speech. Without permission, he grabbed onto Fathin's shoulder and continued,

"My wife's candidate." Without further ado He introduced Fathin as a future wife. Instantly all the faces before him now attached various kinds of expressions. No exception Fathin who followed looking at him a little sharply.

"Fathin, this is my family. Papah, my beautiful brothers and my prettiest brothers and sisters, the fierce rivals, then my nephews." Imbabuhnya while pointing one by one person He meant without caring about all the faces full of question marks.

Fathin seemed to give a nod to all who were in that place. The girl turned out to have quite good self-control, even though she was in a depressed state like this. Just incredible!

First the girl moved forward towards the papa who had been staring at her a little sharply and frowning. It is clear that at this time papa expects an explanation from him.

"Assalaamu'alaikum, Om." With an expanding smile, Fathin greeted with great respect and appreciation to papa who instantly turned his attention away from his face to the soft-spoken girl.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, Nak__?" papa paused his greeting.

"Fathin, Om" said Fathin, mentioning his name because Papa was like a difficulty remembering the girl's name. Still with a sweet smile that ceaselessly thrills his heart suddenly, along with a beautiful sigh in the heart.

"Ehmm, hay, I'm Citra, third brother." As usual, the dintara of all her brothers, Citra is the most humble. Quickly get along with anyone even if you just met.

"Fathin, Brother." One by one began to greet the girl except the woman beside the father who looked neat and elegant.who else if not the step mother.

The new woman on the side of papa who until now has not fully liked. To him, my wife is just a mom. An amazing woman who successfully fought from zero to papa as successful as today.

"You don't want to know your mom's daughter-in-law, Suf? " the middle-aged woman spoke towards him while smiling knots. He shrugged his shoulders which means whatever if he wants.

Again the woman smiled. Although his attitude is always less respect when faced with him, but the woman who called his name mami never once showed offended mimic let alone angry at him. What the hell!.

"Hallo, pretty, I'm Joseph's mother. Call ajha mami." The woman reached out her hand, greeting Fathin who still looked stern and timid.

"Fathin, auntie, uh ma_mami" replied Fathin while giving the same respectful treatment as he did to papa.

The kids look bright. Each other pushed each other and whispered boisterously who would first greet Fathin.

"You!"

"Ih, you just. "

"Here let me go! " all of a sudden Kiki, Citra's older brother, the youngest of all, came forward and pulled Fathin's hand closer to the group of boys.

"Sister, let me ajha who knows her all to brother. Everyone is shy meow. hihihi.. " Kiki giggled while covering her mouth with both hands.

The girl smiled awkwardly at everyone. He gave a small nod as a command gesture for the girl to go along with what the boys wanted.

"The fattest one is called Kak Nino. I like her the same way. You like abisin milk same cereal me if again wiken here. "

Kiki crossed her chest and throbbed by pretending to throw her face to the side, making Fathin a little chuckle with his chatty flutter.

Kiki really looks like Citra, suble and can always be familiar with anyone in an instant. Definition of Like mother like daughter.

"So this is what my son said, papa's gift?, Suf?" Tio his eldest brother was suddenly already beside him, making a sound intent on teasing him.

"Where are you, boy? beautiful, but still below my wife's level." He grinned as he parsed his hair with his finger.

"The money may be old but the eyes must be careful. Especially about ginian, I'm still literate. " He's chuckling. His brother this one is indeed a master for this one business. A true womanizer in his time. I don't know what spell used by Sister Sarah to make her brother changed as soon as he was subject to the beautiful woman who is now the wife of bang Tio.

"Hahaha, You're the expert (you are the expert) !" He chuckled while slowly punching his brother's arm.

"There's still stock? one for me (one for me) ! "

"Lo style, just look at the eyes of Mbak melek aja, already like a cat kecebur got lo! "

"My nantangin lo? "

"Sir __ !"

"Damn it, would you like me to be a young widower? "

"Es_De_Ka_I, belagu! "

"What? "

"Suami under the ketek Wife. "

"Damn lo!

He chuckles.

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* Fathin

He followed Joseph's steps. Too focused on his nervousness that he forgot to just read the bismillah and say hello. Although late he still salam softly and recite the basmalah if forgotten at the beginning,

"Bismillaah awwalahu wa aakhirahu"

He still hoped that what he experienced this time was only a dream, which would soon end when his consciousness returned. But the words of Joseph who introduced himself as a future wife in front of the faces full of question marks, immediately like a hard pinch on the cheek that instantly made him aware if this was not a dream but real.

He tried to protest by giving a slightly sharp look at the man, but seemed to think this was a joke, the forger even attached a smile that was honestly so sweet charming but because the moment was not right, then he called it annoying smirk as often attached to Akram.

"God turns out this guy is not messing with his words. How should I be God? " The anger is in the heart.

His brain is spinning fast. Until the dull face of the father and mother flashed on his head. The father who is always firm in his upbringing and the mother who is always gentle in his advice. Father and Mother who never neglect to shower him with a bag of precious dishes.

"You must always be beautiful wherever and under any circumstances, son! "

"What does it mean that every time Fathin has to dance and continue to be always beautiful, Mom? "

"Beauty is not physical, son. But at his kindness. Because beauty is only as thin as skin, but kindness, sincerity, honesty, gentleness and your appreciation for others will dive deep into the bottom of the heart of people who know you. "

Well, he should be kind, polite and modest. Not to be adored and praised. Nor do they seek attention. But, more so that no one doubts how well the father and mother educated him so far.

His heart was instantly filled with calmness. His nervousness was swept away, changing the strong belief that good intentions always accompany good.

With definite steps he walked up to the middle-aged man who seemed authoritative, and said hello. He reached out to greet the man's hand and kissed him with reverence.

"Assalaamu'alaikum, Um. " She was polite and smiled sweetly.

"Wa'alaikumsalaam, Nak__" It seems that due to shock with the absurd words of Joseph, the middle-aged man forgot his name.

"Phatin, Um. " His heart is still with his sweet smile.

He was just about to say hello when suddenly one of the beautiful women cleared her throat, then walked up to him and greeted him first.

"Ehmm, Hi, I'm Citra, third sister, and this is Yoga mas, my husband. " Say the woman while holding the arm of a handsome man by her side. He also touched both.

When his hand shook Citra's delicate hand, he suddenly remembered the model greeting meeting and farewell ala Dian and his spiritual friends, cipika-cipiki.

Ahay! Instantly the idea of practicing it. He also had a splashing reflex that turned out to be warmly welcomed by the woman.

He also greeted one by one the people who were in the place.

"Tiana, Second sister. This is Mas Risyad, the papa of the children. " Again his hand outstretched greeting both partners with an elegant nude color match look.

"Beautiful. "praise in the heart.

"Tiara, fourth brother and this is my prince, Mas Pras" said a beautiful woman dimpled.

"That's sweet! " Praise again.

"I'm Meisya, fifth brother.This is Mas Pandu. Oh, yes, welcome to our family. May you be comfortable. "this time he stuttered a little, confused to answer what.

If so, then He agrees with the ridiculous action of the forcer. But to answer no, he was not brave enough because it meant that he was ready for all the men's threats. Be He only responds with a wry smile, fake smile.

"Hi, call Brother Amirah, I'm the sixth brother.Hey papa Arky happens to be again in malaysia, take the master. Ehhmm, btw if you are really serious about this stubborn one, you must be prepared mentally super duper resilient. He is the dumbest of us all. Rese, stubborn trus cueknya for mercy. Usually yes, such men are stiff dry kayak kanebo. Not romantic, suck! "

This time he smiled. It turned out that it wasn't just him who called the forger a dry kanebo.

"One more thing, you must be ready for reproduction, because among all of us like Yusuf nih who will inherit the record of the gene that produces the best seeds buried." Everyone laughed except for him.

The net is now switched on two similar faces. The ketiplex is to the extent that he cannot distinguish between the two. He guessed the two beautiful milk-white teenagers were twins.

He was still busy with guesswork when suddenly a young man no less handsome than Joseph exclaimed at him,

"That's the twins. "

"Iiihh, what the hell, sister. We can acquaint ourselves with tauk. " One of them thugs funny don't accept. It sparkles a little.

"Yes. We're not bummer but agangenin, hehehe. " The other girl said grimly. The young man sneered. He chuckled a little to watch the behavior of the three.

"Ngangenin from hong kong? " The young man did not want to lose.

"Instantially, I like keppo if you don't know where we are anymore. At all times we must report, say, ama who trus way to where. That means we don't, brother likes our kangen. Kan...kan... right..?"

"Enak ajha's. That's because __"

"Fero, __" the man called papa suddenly interjected the young man's babble.

"Daddy pah. I know him__"

"Cash,__"

"Sorry pah, forgot. Hehehe. "again his words on the sidelines, making the young man immediately whine towards his papa.

"Returned, repeated. Recognize, sister, the name Gu_ uh means my name is Fero. The handsome adek Bang Yusuf. " Say him while rubbing his palms before finally experiencing it with a style that is made funny. He smiled for the umpteenth time.

"Okey, it's my turn. I'm Tio, first brother and this is my prettiest and best wife." Another adult man who had been standing next to bang Yusuf also cupped his hands as a gesture of shaking hands. He bowed slightly as he replied to the signal. In his heart he praised the man's politeness.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Dek Fathin, call Sarah's sister." A woman with a neat, motherly and earthly hijab stepped slowly towards him. Shake her hands gently and embrace her accompanied by chips. Exactly the way Dian's sister endured it.

"It looks like this one mbak a server kak Dian deh. " Thank you in the heart.

"You don't want to know your future wife to mommy, Suf? " The middle-aged woman who looked neat and elegant at the side of the solar pack suddenly made a sound.

Seeing the response of the forcible who only sniffed indifferently, he could guess if this woman was the wife of his father who is usually called the step mother by Yusuf.

"Hallo, pretty. I am yusuf's mother. Call me aja mami. " Who the woman is friendly to her.

"Fathin, aunt, uh ma_mami." he said back to the hand of the woman as he was greeting pa'surya.

"You go first"

"You. "

"Ihh, you are. "

"Sister Farah ajha first. "

"I've already, same time uncle. "

Several whispers could be heard telling each other behind him. He turned his body and found the children who had been running around since then, were now lined up neatly staring at him.

He immediately attached an expression of anxiety seeing adorable faces typical of the children were pushing each other towards him.

"Here let me go! " Suddenly one of the youngest of them all, came forward and pulled his hand closer to the group of the boy.

"Sister, let me ajha who knows her all to brother. Everything was timidly meow. hihihi. "the little girl giggled while covering her mouth with both hands.

He smiled awkwardly at everyone. Bang Yusuf gave a small nod as a command signal to follow what the boys wanted.

"The fattest one is called sister Nino. I like her the same way. You like abisin milk same cereal me if again wiken here. "

The boy sat on his chest, pretending to throw his face to the side, making him and all that was there laugh.

"O yes, my beautiful sister Blom knows my name, right? I'm Kiki Ameliya Prayoga. Mama said, if you say the name must be complete so that the teacher's mother senneng." He gently rubbed the boy's head, nodded and smiled.

"The tooth is toothless, his name is Sisil's brother." Again the little girl giggled because suddenly her cousin's face changed, throbbing unacceptable.

"Thrus that is Brother Noah, Brother Lula, Brother Rian, Brother Rafa, Sister Syila, Sister Syifa" continued Kiki by pointing to one by one the children he mentioned.

"Greetings to all the sisters from brother Fathin. " Say him with a sweet smile towards the group of cute children.

"In kiss dong her aunty hand. " Mr Farah gave instructions.

"Kok Aunty anyway, Bund, not the big brother?, his beautiful sister is still young. " protested the daughter named Syifa. In his heart He has a long oo because now He knows that Syifa is his son Sister Sarah same mas Tio.

This time He had to actually use the skill of memorizing lightning fast and out of his head, because otherwise he could mistakenly distinguish each member of the family.

"Yes donk, call him Aunty, we all call Uncle to Uncle handsome. Her partner Uncle's mother said her name was Aunty. " Sahut Farah, the beautiful little girl who had just smiled faintly towards him.

"What's that couple, like a toy unloading?" the chatty Kiki asked innocently.

"The couple means like Dad and Mother. Or the same eyang mami. " Answer Farah was just as innocent. Make everyone laugh again to see the questions answered by the children.

"If so, Uncle Aunty wants to marry dong?" The child's net instantly sparkled.

"Horris... Uncle wants to marry.. " Bak was in command, all the children were screaming with the same rhythm, he said,

"Uncle mo wedlock! "

He glanced at all of them. He grimaced a little unsatisfied, because instead of forbidding, the parents even smiled broadly while shaking their heads to watch their children's behavior.

"For dah! "

Not finished his sense of accomplishment, he was increasingly made stunned when simultaneously a group of people who had been sitting on all the sofas that filled the room with shades of cream nude, stormed to the place where He was.

"What, what? "

"Who wants to get married, who? "

"Waaooo, our prospective doctor is married? "

"That college thug is insyaf? "

"Where is our future ghost, Surya? "

"Ampuunn ..Where can you get, Suf clear goods like this? "

He who previously could still smile as wide as duchenne smile, now could only grimace stiffly, staring at the forcer who was sniffing with eyebrows that rose and fell.

"The Really big family. Only the nuclear family, already pegel aja nih hands. How do you handle dozens of other families? " his murmur is deep.

Finding all of this, in an instant he realized one thing.

"Don't worry too much about things that haven't happened, because it's not just expectations that sometimes don't match expectations. Often reality is not as bad as our prejudices. "

Keep calm down! 😃😃😃

TBC>>>