The Angel of Heaven I Wasted

The Angel of Heaven I Wasted
Meet Adam


Nisa and Najwa are still busy, while Reyfan returns to the living room he is still thinking about what Najwa said.


Reyfan is in a dilemma, about to divorce he doubts, maintained, he himself does not know how the woman who is now his wife.


Reyfan himself never saw Anisa's face.


Reyfan sat on the sofa while daydreaming.


"Assalamualaikum" said a couple.


Reyfan looked towards the door. Although he only saw his father-in-law once, but he remembered the couple was the father and mother of Anisa.


"There is a son-in-law" said Mr. Imam Husein.


Reyfan stood up then approached his in-laws and shook hands.


"Where are you and mom?" ask Reyfan politely.


"From next door, a proposal show? You're alone?"ask Imam Hussein.


"Anisa's in the kitchen cooking lunch."


"Dad you didn't come with Rey?" Ask the Imam again.


"She's on a study tour in some cities."


"Oh so."


Mr. Imam Husein and Reyfan talked until the prayer adhan Dzuhur reverberated.


They also performed dzuhur prayer together in a mosque not far from the Imam's house.


On several occasions, the Imam introduced Reyfan as his son-in-law to the companions and worshippers of the mosque.


The Imam's gaze was on a man who had just entered the mosque.


"Son Adam!" Call Imam Husein.


A handsome man with a well-built body and looking sholeh approached Them.


"Assalamualaikum sir Imam."


"Waalaikumsalam" said the Imam.


"How are you, sir?"


"Alhamdulillah Nak Adam."


Adam turned to Reyfan and shook hands.


"He's my son-in-law, his name is Reyfan."  The Imam introduced Reyfan.


"Adam."


"Rileyfan."


'What is Adam, Nisa and Najwa mean?' inner Reyfan.


"Let's Adam because you are rarely in our village, what if you are the imam of Dzuhur prayer?"


"Good Sir."


Their Dzuhur prayer that time was imitated by Adam. Adam's voice was so soft and melodious in reciting the sacred verses.


Prayer is done.


The mosque worshippers shake hands. Reyfan shook Adam's hand.


Although not much to say. However, Reyfan saw the hospitality of a fellow Adam.


He said softly, although highly educated Adam did not patronize his seniors.


"Where does Adam work now?" ask one of the fathers.


"I became a lecturer at a university in the city of Pak."


"Oh pantesan I rarely see you son of Adam."


"Have you got a future wife for Adam's son?" ask the other Jamaah.


Adam smiled.


"Not Sir."


"Well, I have a nephew who also just graduated from the pesantren, if Adam's son is willing, we do the ta'aruf process."


"Yes, thank you sir. I will talk to my father first. He said he already had a candidate for me."


The Imam smiled as he patted the mosque.


"We and Mr. Abdullah have planned to match Adam and Najwa sir, my nephew," said Mr. Imam who seemed unwilling if Adam became another candidate.


"Oalah not so with Annisa, now the Imam wants to mate Nak Adam with Najwa ya."


"Haha yes sir. Who wouldn't want to make Nak Adam a son-in-law" said Mr. Imam.


Reyfan is insecure. Hearing the Imam's words.


After talking, each member of the mosque went home.