Sequel My Ustadz My Husband - Prospective Master
The Part 35
Maryam's extended family is busy taking care of Laila's wedding. Yes, Bilal's beautiful nephew was married to a son kiai from central Java who is also a friend of Kiai Khalil and now they are preparing the recipe. While Rayhan was married a year ago to a daughter.
And Bilal invited Amar and his grandmother to attend their wedding reception held at the boarding school. Of course, Amar and his grandmother would gladly accept that.
The guests are also only close relatives.
And Sarfaraz, Maryam's sister, asked her Ummi permission to invite Mary, so that Mary could interact with them and little by little understand their religion. Ummi Zahra agreed, what else he saw Maria can bring herself, it was proven when Maryam brought to the boarding school at that time. Even Umm Mufar thought she was a Muslim girl.
And at this time, Faraz brought Mary to buy Muslim clothes that he would wear later, Faraz brought Maria shopping in the usual place Maryam and Afsana shopping.
Maria seemed to admire the large dress that she thought was only suitable in winter wear.
"Can you match?" faraz and Maria asked. He did not know which one to choose "Wait a minute, Maryam is still on her way" he said.
Just as Maryam was not allowed to be alone with Amar, Umm Zahra also did not allow Faraz to be alone with Maria. So Faraz asked his sister for help.
While waiting for Maryam, Maria saw a headscarf, then she put it on and saw her reflection in the mirror. Maria was astonished, saw her reflection and she touched her face in the mirror reflection.
"Is that me?" mary whispered to herself. This was the second time she wore the hijab, the first time she did not reflect at all because Maryam was wearing the hijab on her. And somehow, Maria felt something was different from her and her feelings.
"That's you, Maria" said Faraz, looking at Mary at a glance, then turning her gaze to the hijab attached to the menequin.
"I look different, sir" Maria said as she continued to look at herself.
"Different in what way?" faraz asked without looking at her "Beautiful or uglier?"
"Kayak more adem see her" answered Maria embarrassed but she did feel that way and Faraz could only stare a smile.
"You know, Maria. The hijab is a direct command of God to the women" she wrote "And I have explained to you why a woman should cover her body, if you still remember"
Mary turned her memory back to the moment Faraz explained why women had to cover her body, because women are so precious.
"I remember, sir" answered Maria with a smile.
"So God's orders make sense, don't they?" faraz asked again and Mary nodded "So you have acknowledged God exists?"
Mary fell silent, the theory of God does not exist is indeed very weak and even impossible. Even life does require a guide and that clue is religion. Yes, Faraz was right again.
"Maybe" Mary whispered "But why is God never there when I need him?"
"Mary, if you're hungry, are you the one who went to find food or the food vendor who came looking for you?"
"Is that like religion?" ask Maria who has memorized the way Faraz explained religion is by way of menyotohannya through simple but reasonable things.
"Yes, so what do you think?"
"I'm looking for food, sir"
"Mary, if you need God, you must come to Him. God does not exist only for those who stay away from Him. Try asking your heart once again, is He really never there for you, or do you just think He does not exist just because of the sad things that happen to you? "
"What are you talking about?" ask Maryam who surprised her second bit.
"Just explain to her that God exists" Faraz replied
"I know God exists, sir" Mary replied quickly "But... Forget it" he said, then made Maryam frown, astonished "Come on Maryam, help me choose clothes"
Maryam also began to choose some clothes for Mary and when trying her Mary looked very beautiful.
"God willing, you are beautiful" praised Maryam for making Mary blush because she was praised.
"This dress is not hot like the one I imagined ya" kekehnya.
"Yes, Maria. Depends on the material as well"
"Oh yes, Maryam. Can I ask you a favor?"
"What?" ask Maryam because now her second is still in the dressing room.
"Em actually I've been looking for you since a few days ago, I.m..."
"Why you?" ask Maryam curious.
"I want to know about your religion, I mean, look at this.." Then Maria pulled out the book she borrowed from the library "I'm curious about this woman's story"
A smile rose on Mary's lips as if a door of guidance had knocked on Mary's heart.
"He was a very famous and inspiring Sufi scholar until now"
"She's a very tough, holy and wonderful woman. I think this story is too perfect, is this a true story" Maryam nodded then brought out the clothes that Maria had tried. And Mary who had changed clothes followed him.
"Yes, that's a true story. What made us admire her was her great and sincere love for God"
"His life was sad, he was a kara and a slave"
"That's only part of his test and his destiny, life is just a journey, Mary. So every journey there will be tests and obstacles. And both are there not to drop but as a means to improve our quality of life, and whenever there is difficulty there will surely be ease after it. It is the promise of Allah in the Quran"
"The holy book of Muslims, if you are curious, you may ask Kak Faz"
"Sister, we're done..." Maryam called her sister who was busy calling someone. Faraz also gestured for them to wait for him for a while.
Maria put the book back in her backpack, looking at Faraz who was very serious on the phone.
"He was very handsome." his inner voice exclaimed admiring Faraz.
After he finished calling, Faraz immediately paid for Maria's groceries and then took her sister and assistant home.
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After accompanying Maria and her brother, now Maryam must be busy again because she has to accompany Amar.
The man was afraid he had the wrong costume again if he had to meet the Maryam family because before his he had never attended the wedding reception of the family kiai. It made Mary laugh. Because Laila's wedding reception is of course the same as the reception in general, Amar is allowed to use his suite which is certainly exorbitant prices.
Maryam threw her tired body onto the sofa. Later that night is Laila's wedding reception, she has helped Maria choose her dress, has helped Amar choose her suit.
And her?
Ah don't ask, Maryam can choose whatever clothes are in her closet, she is too tired to think about what will look like.
Just as she was about to fall asleep, Bi Mina's voice from outside her room made her growl annoyed. Lazily he crawled down from the bed, walked to the door and opened it.
"What's up, Nena? Maryam sleepy" grumbled as she yawned.
"Eh do not sleep out Ashar, it's not good, Neng Maryam" said Bi Mina warned "Oh yes, the driver Den Amar came, bring a package for Neng Maryam" Bi Mina handed him a box of plain ash and Maryam immediately accepted it.
"Thank you, Nena" he said.
"same. Remember, don't sleep away Ashar. Mending Neng Maryam take a bath, it's ready to be ready for the pesantren"
"Yes, Nena.." said Maryam then kissed Bi Mina's wrinkled cheeks "Nena was like a grandmother, chatty" he continued while smiling amusedly.
"Yes, this grandmother's grandmother was mah" Bi Mina replied that made Maryam immediately laugh.
After that, Bi Mina went straight down while Maryam enthusiastically opened the gift box.
"God willing.." his murmur was full of admiration at what Amar gave. A Pakistani dress. Ash long dress with a very beautiful flower embroidery, complete with a long and wide scarf with matching colors and also there are very beautiful decorations on each side. But unfortunately the scarf was transparent so Maryam thought it was impossible to use as a hijab.
"But wait, it's long and wide. Can I make sense of dong" he murmured.
He immediately took off the hijab he was wearing, stood in front of his dressing table and started using the scarf as a hijab. Maryam took a look at it and folded it up in such a way that she made sure it was very safe, would not have seen her hair and also covered her chest.
"I'm beautiful too" murmured Maryam was amused and she looked very fond of Amar's gift.
Maryam immediately took her mobile phone and sent a message to her future husband.
Me
"Thank you so much for this beautiful dress"
After waiting for a while, her phone shook and Maryam immediately checked her. Sure enough, Amar replied to his message.
Amar D^^^
^^^"Do you like it?"^^^
Me
"I love it"
Amar D^^^
^^^"I can't wait to see you tonight with that beautiful dress"^^
Mary blushed reading Amar's message, a red tinge on her cheeks, her heart blossoming flowers and a smile she could not stop to continue to expand on her lips.
"Okay, Athaghfirullah.... Abaghfirullah" Maryam immediately rubbed her thumping chest. He realized he could not be like that while his relationship with Amar was not halal. Not what his problem is, but if he and Amar continue to feel kasmaran before marriage, then the devil could have taken that chance and seduced his second.
Maryam took a slow breath, exhaling her. He neutralizes his feelings. And he sends a final message to Amar or his heart will continue to dag dig dug and will get more dissolved in the rainbow feeling.
Me
"Okey, see you"
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Tbc...