My student's my future husband?
(S2) Ep 52. Answers
Dry leaves scattered over the green grass. Somehow it was so beautiful to look though fragile, especially when the wind touched the soft leaves and dropped it on the earth, as if excitedly welcoming the smiling young man himself while stepping his feet into the parking lot of the mosque.
The man, carrying his motorbike, drove towards the hot asphalt of the road, visible from a mirage at the end of the road. But for some reason, this afternoon the weather was cold for him.
He still couldn't stop smiling, even though only he could see her behind the rearviews that led to her face. Let the people not know how happy his heart is right now.
Even so he realized, this happiness was still pseudo, there were still many stepping stones that would probably be a barrier on the road he was about to cross.
The man had arrived at his house, and immediately ran over after saying his greetings. That wide smile still continued to stick to his lips, and someone managed to catch him.
“Abang... How was the victim done?” asked Ferdian who was sitting on the sofa of the living room.
Arsene stopped his steps. “Udah, Dad!” he said short and immediately approached his father to kiss his hand.
“You why are those smiles?” ferdian asked curiously, continuing to look at his son.
Arsene further widened his smile, the man ran to the kitchen to put the meat that had been given by the committee because his parents had left the animal in his mosque. Then go back to his father and sit next to him. Ferdian was moving the television station with his remote, as was his custom from long ago.
“Take Dad!” arsene smiled again.
Ferdian scrunched his forehead while thinking.
“Can there be much meat? Or want to make sate later malem?” guess his father was just so lazy to think.
Arsene leaned his body against the sofa, without responding to his father's wrong guess.
“Where's mommy?” asked Arsene to look for her mother.
“Still taking a nap with Finn. You shower there, smell!” exclaim Ferdian while covering his nose.
“Udah just now at the mosque. Huh, still smells huh?” Arsene pinched his sleeve and sniffed it. The smell of his clothes was still smelled of meat. Looks like his clothes should be washed and perfumed immediately in the laundry.
“Yes I took a shower first, later I want to tell you something about Mommy and Daddy!” he said he got up from the couch and ran up the stairs to his bedroom.
Ferdian just looked at his eldest son, still amazed what makes Arsene smile like that. You young people.
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Arsene was drying her hair with a towel. He walked towards his study desk, then reached into the backpack in front of him. The young man took out a purple-colored envelope. The adhesive has been removed, because indeed he had opened it earlier in the mosque. Arsene sits himself in a chair and then reopens the envelope containing the handwriting of the girl who stole his heart.
Assalamu’alaikum wr.
May Allah always forgive and bestow blessings and protection upon us all. Aamiins.
Abi has received your letter. Here I try to answer. I won't mince words anymore. Bismilbornrahmanirrahim's. I'll try BERTA’aruf with you.
Related ta’aruf this, later abi will set it. Wait for a message from Abi.
May God ease all our efforts. Aamiins.
Wassalamu’alaikum wr.
Zaara
Although the letter contained short words unlike the contents of Zaara's letter to Raffa, but the contents made the heart of the man who was reading it continue to smile. He folded the letter, put it in an envelope, and put it in his desk drawer.
Arsene sighed, he should be calm and should not be too happy. Zaara is not necessarily his soul mate, ta’aruf is still limited to his efforts. He still has to rely all hope on God so as not to be disappointed and get the best results from Him.
Arsene opened his phone and dialed a number there.
“Mommy is awake yet?” ask her father who may still be in the family room.
“Udah new!”
“Yes, Brother down!”
“Be careful Brother!” exciting Ajeng.
Now Arsene has sat on a soft carpet in front of his parents, put on his happy face again.
“Why the hell?” tanya Ajeng was astonished to see her son. She looked at her husband who might have known, but Ferdian shrugged his shoulders.
Instead of answering, Arsene kept smiling.
“Abaaaang!” yell Ajeng again.
“Tau nih from earlier home smiling continuously!” Ferdian.
Arsene chuckled, then started talking.
“Zaara accept my ta’aruf application, Mom!” the answer in the end.
Ajeng and Ferdian looked at each other in surprise.
“When did you propose ta’aruf? How can you not say it?!” sergeant Ajeng could not believe his son was doing anything else that would shock him.
“Three days ago, Mom!” said the young man grinned stiffly.
“God's Passion! Now it is accepted?!” tanya Ajeng.
Arsene nodded quickly.
“Udah readyin CV application ta’arufnya not yet?” ask Ferdian.
“CV?” arsene didn't understand.
“Iya, Om Ridho time taaruf use CV that, so you can be honest with each other there related to personal biodata, future plans, and small things to get to know each other.” Ferdian remembers the process of ta’aruf Ridho and the late Namira first.
“I have not made how dong?”
“Try browsing first how format. How now?” ask Ferdian.
Arsene momentarily fell silent at the thought of his curriculum vitae.
“Hmm.. said Zaara later his ashes related ta’aruf us!”
“Yes have been waiting. Don't be too happy, Cen! Remember, leave it to God, if not the soul mate is not too disappointed.” Ferdian reminded the youngster who was embracing his knee.
“Ready, Dad!”
Suddenly the phone notification sounds. It was not from one phone, but three phones that sounded at the same time. They usually come from their family's whatsapp chat group. Opening his phone, a whatsapp notification appears. He was surprised to have been invited to a group called ‘Ta’aruf Zaara & Arsene’ by Karin.
“Open your phone, Cen!” terang Ajeng still watched the group.
Arsene widened his eyes when he saw a group with the names of himself and Zaara there. It was not the group that surprised him, but the six members in it, namely him, Zaara, Om Reza, Aunt Karin, and both parents were registered there.
How come?!
“Oh My God! Is this serious?!” he said he was unsure while dropping his body onto the carpet.
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