Stars for Earth
The Caluzed Qumil

"I'm seriously applying for you, you want to be my wife?" yudha asked Qumil. Qumil closed his mouth.

"Ting tong.." Qumil did not answer the doorbell.

Yudha, who was still waiting for Qumil's answer, stood up irritatedly to open the door because she was his host.

"Who is coming, don't know what is serious anymore" murmured Yudha with annoyance.

While Qumil was still tense, drink a mouthful of water.

"Ama, is this really?" ask Qumil to Najma.

"Yes, really," said Najma, holding Qumil's trembling hand.

"How can Doctor Yudha plead with me?" Qumil blinked his eyes slowly several times, trying to resuscitate himself who was about to faint.

From the front Yudha came with the woman Najma had met several times, but was probably foreign to Qumil.

"Is there a guest as well apparently, I'm bothering Yud, Ar how are you?"

"Well, here join us Mei," asked Ardi, yes apparently the one who came was Meita.

"Yes thanks, but I need to talk to Yudha for a second, can I have a conversation with her?" ask Meita.

"Yes, please" said Ardi.

"Okay, we go to the back porch," Yudha asked. Meita followed Yudha to the back porch, past the kitchen, and Yudha opened the windows and doors of the kitchen so that they too could be seen from the inside.

"Who is Ama? You familiar?" ask Qumil.

"Meita, a friend of Mas Ardi and Mas Yudha," said Najma.

"It's a very rich artist, ma shea Allah," said Qumil.

"Banget, I used to be jealous of him, hihihi," Najma whispered to Qumil.

Qumil saw, Yudha and Meita were talking so intimately. The pain also saw it.

"Ama, how should I? What will I answer later?" ask Qumil.

"How do you feel Mil?" ask Ardi.

"You know that I know very well with Dr. Yudha, but never thought he would find me rich in gini" replied Qumil.

"Try how rich your heart? Will she be the wife of a Yudha Airlangga, a potential heir to a large hospital, her family is not a random person either" Najma advised.

"But why do I have to? Why was I chosen?" Qumil was confused.

"Yes, this is a leak Mil, his parents know your photo in the sosmed Yudha, they keep asking who it is, Yudha tells what it is, and they like you, that's why Yudha dared to propose to you," said Ardi.

"That's how, au ah, I got dizzy, I ate aja, laper really," said Qumil as he devoured the grilled meat in front of him, but his face could not hide his anxiety.

Not long after Yudha and Meita finished talking and went back into the house.

"Yes it was Yud, call me as soon as possible, I wait, yes" said Meita.

"Okay, this is Allah I am told you," said Yudha.

"Okay everyone, I say yes, I've been waiting for the driver," Meita said.

"Ga join here first in May" said Ardi.

"Yourf..." Yudha took a deep breath and sat down in front of Qumil.

"Meita why is Yud your mistress?" ask Ardi.

"Regular proposals for hospital cooperation" said Yudha.

"So how was that? Wanna?" yudha asked as she picked up the cooked meat on the grill with chopsticks.

"Ehm. May you ask for time to think and pray istiqoroh?" Qumil behind nanya.

"Tafadholy, please,"

"Drink out Babe" said Ardi.

"Okey I made yes, accompany dear yuk," Najma deliberately invited Ardi to the kitchen so that Qumil and Yudha a little free to chat, both, does not mean to let them chat or be alone, because they are still visible from the kitchen without any bulkhead.

"Mas Yudha suddenly proposed to me, honestly I was surprised, and now I wonder, is it the permission of Mas Yudha's parents to submit my application?" ask Qumil.

"Ehm, it's actually my mother who asked for it, and I ended up considering you for me to marry, you're Najma's best friend, your family's also very nice, uh that doesn't mean this is all because of Najma, but from the kindness of your family helping Najma who has no blood relation to your family, it makes me even more sure to ask you to be my wife" Yudha said.

"Yes.then I talk to papa's mother first, I ask for time," said Qumil.

"Yes, please, but do not for long, tell Najma only if there is an answer" said Yudha.

"If you may know why we involved Najma and Ardi? Can't I tell Mas Yudha myself?" ask Qumil.

"Let's just say we start ta'aruf with them as our intermediary, I don't think it's a bad thing, I want to start this relationship well, as much as possible according to the religious sharia, I think it's not a bad thing, I'm sorry not that I'm a saint or anything, but this is very important for my life, I just want to start a relationship well and properly" Yudha said.

"Oh yes I understand, but actually I still want to go to college, take the profession of pharmacist, and if I can get to work," said Qumil.

"Yes tafadholy, please continue the lecture, until it's finished, if you want to take S2, I'm the feein,"

"No matter the cost, in God my parents can still afford to pay for my college, but suppose, this is for example yes, we get married, Mas Yudha is in service there, I study here, I study here, and regular college until graduation can't get pregnant, sorry,"

"Why apologize? But also good your question, you think about it, means there is a direction to accept me, hehehehe," Yudha looked pleased.

"Ha..what?" Qumil heard it less clearly.

"Gini, you can still go to college here, and we meet every weekend like this, you live in this house, if you need a friend I find a housekeeper, well.. during your lecture we are LDM/long distance marriage," said Yudha who had also thought about the same thing that Qumil was worried about.

"Oh like that" said Qumil.

"Yes, and one more important thing is also to consider, as you know that my papa is the director of Airlangga Medika hospital, and after papa retired in shaa Allah I will lead the hospital, if for example, this is for example you are willing to marry me, I ask for help to always keep the good name of our family, I ask, it's not that we underestimate you and your family, we really appreciate you, and not to pressure you, just do as well as you usually do now, that's enough,"

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On top of his bed, Qumil had not been able to close his eyes. It is still clear in his mind, how Yudha asked him to be his wife.

"Oh Allah what shall I do." he said.

"If I accepted, I was very young, I wanted to study and pursue a career first, if I refused, I would lose him, where he was handsome, well-established, rich, future heir to the hospital, he said, huff..."

He got up and sat down, leaning on the back of his bed.

"Tomorrow after the seminar I have to go home, I need to talk directly to my mother papa," he said, then rose to take ablution and prayers istikharah, asking for steadfastness over what will be his choice later.