The Light of Love for Seroja
CCUS 63: Ana's Application

The judge, Lily, and Mukhlas sat on the floor of a red carpet. In front of them are also available a variety of snacks and mineral water. Although it seems so simple, but it does not reduce the meaning at all. A preliminary process, in which a man manically comes to ask the lover of heart to be able to take him to the level of marriage.

If before, the young ustadz seemed so confident visiting this house. However, after he entered this place, it made his heartbeat difficult for him to control. Apparently, the man was attacked by nervousness. Nervous, will meet again with Ana, after almost a week longer he did not meet the woman.

Soon, Ana is present in the midst of the Judge and the family. Wrapped in a modern silver robe, just like the one worn by Seroja, Ana walks gracefully flanked by Seroja and Manda. Although Manda could not see the circumstances around, but the little girl was already so memorized by the terrain she passed. And the presence of the three men made the Judge and his family more filled with amazement of the creature named woman who looks so beautiful.

Slowly, Ana lands her butt in front of Mukhlas and Lily. The woman could only lower her face in embarrassment and nervousness. As for the Judge, he slightly stole a glance towards Ana being dragged by a sweet smile on her lips. As a signal if he really impressed with the beautiful look of his future life companion.

Mukhlas and Lily stared at each other. A smile full of happiness also appears clearly reflected in the look of the face of the two middle-aged. Maybe in their hearts, they are equally grateful because the woman of choice of the son is indeed a graceful woman figure and emanated an aura to her prayer.

Ummm..!!

Deheman's voice from Mukhlas, breaking the silence previously created. Apparently the middle-aged man did not want to linger anymore to be able to enter the core event tonight, which was proposing to Ana for the son.

"Assalamu'alaikum, father-in-law, Firda Ana Syafira!"

Judge gasp. He who had previously lowered his face now began to slightly stand up. He shifted his eyes towards his father. "Dad, even Dad hasn't proposed to Ana yet, but why did you call Ana a future daughter-in-law? And Ana hasn't answered anything!"

Mukhlas chuckled softly. Apparently this joke made the son a little protest. "Ah yes, I forgot that Dad has not proposed to Ana. I thought Ana's son was really going to be Dad's son-in-law's candidate even though I haven't applied."

Lily pinched the husband's waist. "Dad, don't joke around. This is our son can't wait to hear Ana's answer."

"Yes, patient. Who can't wait for the Judge or Mom?"

Lily slightly widened her eyes. "Dad!"

Mukhlas seemed to be chirping. The middle-aged man rubbed his wife's head like a young couple in love. "Yes, ma'am, yes."

Not only the Judge, Lily also protested with what was done by the husband. The judge who heard the middle-aged second small debate could only giggle amusedly. Yeah, this is how his father is. A father who has a good sense of humor. And that is what always makes Mukhlas so loved by his mother and respected by the neighbors. His polite and supple temperament made Mukhlas a man who was so respected by the people around him.

Seroja and Ana who saw the affection of these two middle-aged people could only smile knots. A couple who still look so warm at the age of their marriage that is no longer young.

Mukhlas sighed a little deeply and slowly he exhaled. "Son, Ana. The purpose and purpose of your visit to this house in the evening is the first is for hospitality. As fellow Muslims, we are required to establish a common rope, right? Therefore, son Ana can assume the arrival of the Father and family to establish a friendship with nak Ana."

Ana nodded her head. "I accept with open arms the arrival of Mr. Mukhlas with family in our residence. Sorry if our residence is like this. Which may be a lot of shortcomings."

Mukhlas put a thin smile on his lips. "It's okay, son. My mom and dad are the same. It doesn't matter where we live in the world like this, the most important thing is that our house in the afterlife looks so magnificent, certainly with the charity we do."

"Aamiin." said everyone in this room, marrying Mukhlas' words.

"Well son Ana, the intention and purpose of both the Father and the family coming here is to apply for Ana to be the future wife of the son of the Father named Hakim Ar-Rashid." Mukhlas paused for a moment and then he continued. "The son of this Father put his heart to Ana's son. After asking for guidance to Allah SWT, it turns out that he was given the steadiness of heart by God to be able to reach the hand of Ana for her to cling to a holy bond of marriage, which is the holy bond of marriage, and live together under the shade of the love of the Maha the owner of love. Hows it? Does Ana take it?"

A drop of clear crystal escaped from Ana's eye when she heard word for word spoken by Mukhlas. His heart was so touched by what was said from the lips of this middle-aged man. A sense of happiness felt so bloated in his chest. But in addition there is a sense of tightness that feels so oppressive to the heart, when he remembered the shortcomings that exist in him.

Ana sighed a little deeply and quietly, she exhaled. At first glance, he wiped away the tears that fell down his cheeks. "MashaAllah .. I am really happy to hear the purpose and purpose of the Father and family to propose to me. Which unhappy woman is called by a perfect man like this Ustadz Judge, sir. That's what I feel right now. Happy for being the woman chosen by ustadz Hakim."

Ana paused for a moment. Seeking to gather courage to tell the true situation. "But before I give an answer, I would like to say a few things about my situation to Ustadz Hakim as well as my father and mother. So that it doesn't become a burden."

Mukhlas, Lily and Judge throw one another a glance. As if wondering about what this Ana meant.

"What is that, son? Try talking to us. True what you say, if you tell all of it from the beginning, it won't be a burden in the future."

Ana slightly commented on the smile on her lips, her heart a little airy to accept whatever would be the Judge's decision after she told him everything. "First of all, I want to say that I am an orphan. Since I was eight years old, both of my parents have been facing God in the bus accident we were on at the time." The clear crystals glide free from Ana's eye fertilizers. And slowly, he wiped it. "After the incident, I lived in a parlor located in one of the cities in Central Java."

"Innalillahi wa innailaihi. What is in this world belongs to God. And to Him we shall return. May you always be given strength by God, son," said Mukhlas, withholding tightness in his chest.

Ana nodded softly. "Aamiin, inshaAllah I am always strong, steadfast and sincere in living it sir."

"Aamiin..."

Ana again scooped up the air deeply and she exhaled slowly. This time, he will be frank about the shortcomings that exist in him.

"Secondly, I want to say something to Ustadz Judge and family. After ustadz Hakim and family know about my situation, I welcome if ustadz Hakim and family cancel this application."

The judge and the family are increasingly made to wonder about what Ana has to say. The three people again threw a glance with facial expressions filled with big question marks.

"What do you mean Ana? Why would Ana say such a thing?"

Ana smiled bitterly. It should be a happy night for him because he will soon let go of his bachelor. However, before that happiness greeted him, he would drift away and even disappear from before him. For now which man can accept a state that his future wife will never be able to give children? They would definitely retreat regularly and cancel what had already become his plan.

"Will the Ustadz Judge and the family accept me if forever I will never be able to give you offspring?"

Netra Hakim, Mukhlas and Lily were both wide-eyed and perfectly rounded when they heard Ana's words. Ana's words successfully hit the hearts of the three people. The three of them linked the views to each other with difficult to read gazes.

"W-what really happened to you, son? Why can you say that?"

Trying to parse out all the curiosity wrapped around her brain, Mukhlas tries to figure out what really happened to Ana. What really happened to this woman who was the choice of her son.

Ana's chest again felt so great rumbling. And the clear circles back flowing profusely from the eye fertilizers. "As a result of cancer, my uterus was forced to be removed. And that means, I will never be able to give offspring to ustadz Judge and give grandchildren to Father as well as Mother."

With a trembling voice, Ana told him everything that had happened to her. Cancer of the uterus, which has succeeded in making her an imperfect woman. There's a sense of stifled tightness. Her tears were pouring down her face. He leaned his body towards Seroja, and hugged the woman's body. A woman who is currently the only family she has in this city. And only with Seroja, he can pour out all the pettiness of life that he feels.

Seeing Ana crying in her arms, making Seroja also tear up. His heart also felt the pain that Ana felt. It turns out that Allah gives His servants the test of life in different ways. He could only calm Ana, by rubbing the angel-hearted woman's back.

Hearing Ana's life story, making the bodies of the three people vibrate violently. Lily was no longer able to endure the grief that was bubbling up in her chest. He can only make a cry in the arms of the husband. Mukhlas and the judge also shed tears. Didn't expect that the way of life of this noble-hearted woman was so heavy like this. Tetiba, Lily remembered her daughter. I don't know what his daughter is out there.

Mukhlas rubbed his wife's shoulders, trying to calm her down. The man looked at the judge. From the look of the middle-aged man's eyes was implied a meaning, that he would submit fully the decision to the Judge.

The judge seemed to think for a moment. But in the end, he smiled faintly in front of Ana. The man breathed a little deep. "Whatever the circumstances are with you, I'm sticking to my stance." The judge paused for a moment and then continued. "Bismilbornrahmanirrahim ... By reciting the name of the merciful and merciful God, Firda Ana Shafira, I Judge Ar-Rashid proposes to make you my companion. Are you willing to accept my proposal?"

Ana slightly gasped. It is not at all unexpected that the Judge remains in his position. Continue with this proposal. He slightly broke his embrace on Seroja's body and began to link his eyes towards this young ustadz.

"Ustad ... I'm...."

The judge glanced a little on his lips. "I want to hear from you tonight, Ana. And I want you to answer it with something I'm carrying."

The Judge's palm reached into the pocket of the shirt. He took something from the pocket of the shirt he was wearing. A red velvet box, he took it out of his pocket and he opened it. "If you are willing to be my aunt, take this ring and put it on your ring finger, Ana. If not, you can close the box!"

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