Not a Bet Woman
Fight on

"Bun, did Hasna's older sister ever object to father's decision?" ask Hasna.

"Earlier, your two older brothers initially objected but they couldn't argue with your father's will. But in the end, their home life is fine. Maybe that is the consideration of father to match you" said Farida.

Hasna remained silent.

"Hasna, you calm your heart and mind so you can think clearly. Mother always supports whatever is your choice, but before istikharah it is to look for clues" Mother Hasna advised her daughter who is on the verge of anxiety.

Nightfall.

"Hasna "call Budi after dinner.

"Yes yeah" said Hasna.

"Tonight the Ali family will come to ta'aruf" said Hasna's father .

"Origin? Ta'aruf?" ask Hasna.

"Yes, Ali is the name of your future husband. He will come here with his brother" replied Mr. Budi.

Hasna's face suddenly dimmed, the meeting felt too fast.

Want to refuse was useless because the person they were talking about was already in front of the house.

"Assalamualaikum" someone said a greeting.

"Waalaikumsalam, let's go in" said Mr. Budi who was so happy to receive his guests that night.

After everyone sat down, Mr. Budi introduced Hasna to Ali and his brother.

In the teachings of Islam there is no term dating, so their introduction and subsequent meetings are always accompanied by the family until finally they become halal for both.

An hour into her hot seat, Hasna felt in a courtroom confronted by prosecutors and the public prosecutor.

There is no wiggle room to quibble, and can only accept the decision of Budi as a judge in a trial.

After discussing many things, they finally say goodbye. Hasna breathed a sigh of relief when she could stand up from her seat and immediately enter the room.

That night his mind was very upset, still could not imagine that he would get married at an early age. Although in the meeting was briefly talked about if Hasna was married still allowed to go to college until getting a college degree.

But still it is not comfortable if college is tied to the household.

Hasna's eyes slowly began to shut, and in her dream she saw the figure of someone.

"Don't go!" his yell.

"Astaghfirullah I'm dreaming? "

Hasna grabbed the bottle of water she had placed on the table near her bed.

Hasna breathed a rough breath, only thirty minutes ago she fell asleep, but the dream had come to her.

"Ozzas?" it turns out that the figure that appears in Hasna's dream is Ozza.

It felt like he asked Ozza for help to thwart the matchmaking plan, but he remembered their fight this afternoon.

"Where might he want to help me" he murmured.

Hasna tries to remove the urge to ask for Ozza's help, but Ozza's shadow haunts her even more.

"Bismil was bornrahmanirrahim" , Hasna clicked the message button and sent it to Ozza.

In another place,

The former cap lizard play guitar at the edge of the pool behind his house.

His singing stopped when his phone rang.

"Ozza, if you really love me, fight for us. Because my father betrothed me to his chosen man"

Deeggggh,

Ozza was shocked after reading a message from Hasna.

"I will definitely fight. I'll prove it if I'm serious. But how is it going?"

reply Ozza.

" Be the man of your dreams" Hasna replied.

"Daddy's dream?" Ozza asked himself.

"Do I have to be..."