
Lala's house.
Fakhri's family reached Lala's house, all getting out of the car.
Fakhri walked ahead in the follow Mama, and his Papa.
"Assalamualaikum" said Fakhri and his family were at the door.
"Wa'alaikumussalam," replied Halimah Then opened the door. Halimah's mother was Lala's mother.
"Please enter Sir, Ma'am," he said, allowing Fakhri's family to enter.
They came in and sat on the sofa in the living room.
"I'm sorry sir, Mom, this is how my family is doing."
"It's okay Mba," replied Mama Ara.
"Sorry I stayed a while." I walked into the kitchen to prepare a drink.
Mbok Rumi immediately approached Lala's mother, bringing some food that had been brought from her employer's house. "Let me help Mom. Just call me Mbok Rumi" he said.
"Thank you, Mock." They both served food at the dining table, then Lala's mother returned to the living room carrying a tray filled with drinks in the back followed Mbok Rumi carrying snacks.
"I'm sorry Mba, we're so troublesome" said Mama Ara.
'No, ma'am, it's me who doesn't feel good to bother you, thank you for visiting our hut."
"Lala there's an Mba?" ask Mama Ara.
"Some ma'am, I'll call you for a second." I went to Lala's room not far from the living room.
"La, the guest has come." Mom told Lala.
"Yes, Mom."
Mother holding Lala's hand towards the living room, Nara walked following from behind.
"Masya'Allah you are beautiful La," praised Mama Ara when she saw Lala.
Lala smiled, then walked over to Mama Ara and Papa Ari kissed the backs of her hands.
Oh God there's actually this show, why there's Mama Ara and Papa Ari. I got nervous, deg degan, hot cold like this. Inner Lala.
Lala sat next to her mother.
Papa Ari started to open his voice.
"Because I have gathered all I can to begin our purpose and purpose here."
"Please sir." said Ms. Lala.
This is the heart of why not koruan, in dangdutan. Inner Lala.
Earlier I thanked Mom for allowing us to visit.
First of all, our intention and purpose here is to establish a relationship of cooperation, as for the second purpose and purpose we want to take our son Fakhri Ari Akbar who intends to preach Mother's daughter named Lala Azkia Putri.
Hopefully Ananda Lala will accept our son's proposal.
Hearing the words of Papa Ari immediately made Lala surprised she did not think that her premonition was right until her eyes had already glazed over as if all this was a dream for her.
Lala's mother.
I thank you very much for the purpose and purpose of Father and Mother.
As a parent, I leave all decisions to my child.
We ask his son first.
"Son" called his mother.
"Yes, Mom."
Son, did you accept Nak Fakhri's proposal?
Lala fell silent and looked at everyone in the living room, Lala smiled as she looked at Fakhri's gaze that did not turn away from her.
After being silent for a while.
Lala nodded in response.
"Alhamdulillah" said everyone.
Mama Ara stood up to Lala.
Now that they stood face to face, Mama Ara put the Ring in Lala's hand,
Lala kissed Mama Ara's hand, then Mama Ara hugged her.
"Thank you, Mom."
"Call Mama, you'll soon be my son."
"Yes, Ma.'
"I thank you for accepting Fakhri."
"Together Ma."
After taking off her embrace Mama Ara returned to her place.
Fakhri was so moved when he saw the two women he loved embrace, that he could not hold back his tears.
Happy tears. Fakhri was unceasingly smiling.
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"Yes ma'am, I didn't expect it to be different with my mom and dad. Thank you, Mom, for being in a relationship with our family."
"Together Mba."
"Come on! please eat first."
Two families headed to the dining table to enjoy the food that had been prepared.
Finish eating all back to the living room.
"I feel ashamed of my Mom and Dad for coming to my house to bring food from home, but here I am the host."
"Don't say so Mba, it is we who ask that Mba does not need to bother us the family of men so we are responsible for everything" said Mama Ara.
"Fakhri said to me, Fakhri just needs Mom's blessing."
"Thank you, Fakhri. Oiya, it's okay if Fakhri has a conversation with Lala in front."
"Yes, please, son." Lala's mother gave her permission.
"Inget bang new fiance not yet halal do not mess around."
"Yes Ma."
Fakhri and Lala came out of the house.
Lala invited Fakhri to sit on the bench next to the house.
"Sit Mas" said Lala.
"Yes La." Fakhri sat next to Lala.
"Pretty." Fakhri opened his voice.
Lala's white face now instantly turned reddish.
"Thank you."
"For?"
"To this day, the surprise that Mas Fakhri gave Lala, this is not a dream, is it Mas?"
"No." Fakhri gently stroked Lala's head.
"Didn't Mas Fakhri say yesterday that he already has a wife."
"Yes, here he is next to me."
"Mas Fakhri wasn't wrong, was he?"
"No, what's the matter? Are you sorry you accepted me?"
"Not so Mas, Lala was just afraid Mas Fakhri was wrong, Lala did not want Mas Fakhri to regret later because he chose me."
"I won't regret La. Thank you for accepting me."
"It should be Lala who is grateful because Mas Fakhri wants to live with Lala, who has so many shortcomings."
"No man is perfect La, I also lack many."
"Oiya, how about we get married next week?"
Fakhri with the spirit of 45 and sensuous sensual.
Fakhri's question made him surprised that his fiancee immediately wanted to marry within a week.
"Is that not too fast? It's a wedding, you know, we don't want to go for a walk."
"Yes, I know, but he said that good intentions are better in a movement, don't delay."
"Was Mas Fakhri thought about it carefully, marriage is not just a toy behind, not also because of lust."
"Have, insha'Allah I married you not out of lust but out of wanting to perfect my worship."
"Yes, but it's in one week's time, we have to prepare for this it takes time."
"No need to think about it, we will meet later for the reception a month later. Keep getting married at home, how?"
"But Mas, ah. It's up to Mas Fakhri just deh, Lala just follow." Want to talk like anything must lose, better just give up.
"Well, I'll tell our parents."
Lala just nodded in response.
Actually he was not ready because he also finished fiancee, sudden event without prior notice, suddenly he was proposed, now getting married within a week.
But yes, maybe this is the path of his destiny.
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Love in prayer is more beautiful.
Suddenly someone came to propose to the rich, handsome people again, surely you also want yes like that.
Pray that your prayers may be answered with Allah SWT amen.
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