My student, my husband
The Substitute Imam

Happy reading 😘😘😘

The day awaited by Cantika has arrived. His entire family had gathered at Al Hidayah Mosque to witness the blazing promise of holiness to be pronounced by Cantika and his future imam.

The family entourage of the bridegroom who had been waiting for had arrived with a gift and dowry requested by the bride-to-be.

But there is something that makes both parents and the entire Cantika family wonder. Cantika's Dafa-Prospective husbands did not participate with the entourage.

I don't know where the man who will marry Cantika is currently located ....

Although Hafidz and Khabibah feel awkward with the arrival of Airlangga and his extended family without being accompanied by a prospective groom, the two middle-aged men tried to refrain from asking about Dafa directly to Airlangga and allowed their prospective besan and entourage to sit on the tapestry that had been prepared.

After a moment of pleasantries, Hafidz ventured to ask Airlangga.

"Mas Airlangga, why hasn't Nak Dafa arrived yet? And why, Nak Dafa did not join the group?" by lowering the voice.

Airlangga fixed his sitting position and sighed deeply before answering the question addressed by his iron candidate.

"Look, Mas Hafidz. Earlier I on behalf of my family said a huge apology. Earlier, Dafa actually participated with the group. We leave together. But on the way, the car carrying Dafa suddenly turned. We then followed him. But apparently, the car carrying our son was not visible when we also turned the direction. I thought, maybe Dafa intends to get ahead of us, because he can't wait to meet his future wife. However, until now Dafa has not even arrived at Masjid Al Hidayah." Airlangga paused his words and sighed again.

"I've had some people look for the existence of Dafa. But no one has found its existence. I beg you, Mas Hafidz and his family to be patient for a moment and be willing to forgive us" he continued with a little face down.

As a father, Airlangga felt humiliated by his own son. He was very disappointed and angry. But Airlangga tried to refrain from venting his emotions at this time.

Hafidz and Khabibah threw eyes at each other. Both of them scooped the air deeply while throwing a sense of tightness in the chest and expel bad thoughts that were suddenly present when hearing Airlangga's words.

As parents, Hafidz and Khabibah did not want their daughter's marriage to fail again this time.

Both are really unable if Cantika becomes a gossip of people who are very happy to look for reproach and can not keep their mouth.

Both are also unable to if they have to watch their daughter back in a clouded hood and befriend with grief, just like a few years ago. When Cantika fails to marry Heru, her first love.

"May Nak Dafa come soon to fulfill his promise to our daughter. As a parent, I really couldn't bear to watch our daughter fail to get married a second time" Hafidz said in a voice that sounded heavy.

Fifteen minutes have passed. But the expected has not yet arrived.

Hafidz, Khabibah, Vay, and Airlangga are getting restless. They were very worried if the marriage of Cantika and Dafa failed.

The originally silent atmosphere instantly turned boisterous. Everyone inside the mosque started whispering. They talked about Cantika and Dafa. There is also talk about Najwa and Ustaz Mirza.

"I'm sorry, Ustaz Hafidz. I can't wait any longer, because there are still some couples I have to marry today as well." Ridwan who was originally silent and sat quietly while waiting for the bride-to-be he would marry, now also voiced.

"Patience, Son of Ridwan. Please wait a moment. We're trying to get in touch and find the whereabouts of the groom."

"But, Ustaz - -"

"Tika - -" lirih Khabibah. He hurried to bring his body up and walked to his crying daughter.

"Change, Ummi, Mas Dafa-" Cantika's voice choked. The feeling of tightness that is royal makes it difficult to verbalize.

"Darling, what's wrong with Mas Dafa? Dafa is okay, right? Your future husband didn't have an accident, did he?"

Cantika responded to the question posed by Khabibah by shaking his head and squeezing the net petals.

"Darling, what really happened? Tell us!" pinta Khabibah with a voice and brought the weak body of Cantika into the arms.

"Mas Dafa just sent a message, Ummi."

"Then, what is the content of the message sent by Mas Dafa, dear?"

"Mas Dafa thwarted our marriage because there was someone more beloved by him. Mas Dafa does not sincerely love Tika, Ummi. He only thought of Tika as a playable doll at will." Tears that came out from both corners of the net Cantika increasingly flowing along the heart that increasingly hurt, like being stabbed by thousands of dagger.

"Astaghfirullah's. What are the mistakes and sins we have committed, Robbi? So that you punish the two daughters of the servant." Khabibah has no power to withstand the outpouring of grief. His body trembled violently along with the falling mourning water soaking his face.

Not empathize. A group of mothers sitting in the corner of the room blamed Cantika and her family. They assume that what happened to Cantika and Najwa was simply because of karma.

"Ummi, Cantika failed to remarry. Cantika is not to be loved. Cantika did not deserve a good priest. There are many sins, Ummi. Cantika would rather die than be a family disgrace." Cantika looked desperate. He really could not afford to see his parents bear the shame because his marriage failed again.

"Yes, he's not worth loving because he likes the charms. He also did not deserve a good priest. Better, just drive him out of this village than be a family disgrace! What do people say, the daughter of an Ustaz failed to marry a second time? It's very embarrassing" Westri said, shaking his waist. He was very satisfied to see Cantika who was desperate.

Westri intends to make the girl he has always considered a rival more miserable by aggravating the situation and provoking everyone who is in the mosque.

"Who said Miss Cantika is not worthy of love and does not deserve a good priest? Ms. Cantika is a noble and pious hearted woman. He deserves to be loved and deserves a better substitute priest. Allah is Most Merciful. He knows better which is bad and which is best for Ms. Cantika" said a young man who suddenly stood behind Cantika.

"By pronouncing bismillah, I am willing to become a substitute priest for Ms. Cantika," the young man continued in a tone that sounded firm and confident.

🌹🌹🌹🌹

Connect ....

Sorry if there is a wrong word and scattered typo. 🙏

Do not forget, encourage the author by leaving a trail like 👍

tabok ❤ to favorite works

be wise to give stars ⭐

give or vote if you like