The Power of a Prayer
CHAPTER 55 KSD_Dhani Returning

Arriving at the inn Ferdinan booked two adjoining rooms. One room for her and Angga, and one room for the women.

Today we use it to rest or look for personal needs only because the race will start tomorrow.

After throwing the bag in any direction I immediately fell down while playing my phone. I'd like to call mom to let you know asking for your blessing.

No long phone calls picked up. "Assalamualaikum" greetings Mother across.

"Wa'alaikumsalam Mother."

"Well, why bring Nduk's phone?"

"Yes Bu, Nera left for the District continued the athlete race yesterday. Ask for her prayers, ma'am."

"Alhamdulillah has departed, yes Nduk may win again."

"Yes ma'am, may it go national."

"Yes Nduk, amiin."

"Dad and Mom are healthy, right?"

"Thank God, thanks to your prayers" You mean me and Dayat.

"Alhamdulillah."

"Sir, I told Mother to convey to you, do not date first away from Mother's observation. Dating after marriage is more beautiful" said Mother.

"If Nera already has a boyfriend how about Mom?"

"Don't, you can't have a boyfriend" Mom's voice began to be serious, even though I hadn't intended to tell Mom if I already had any views of the future.

"Well, why the hell is this mom not what she used to be. Nera's just kidding."

"Alhamdulillah if only joking, I remind you that falling in love after marriage is much more beautiful. Courtship only invites the devil to sin."

I don't know why Mom's talking weird, I'm confused how. I myself do not want my parents to know if I have been questioning the man who will be my husband if God wills.

Actually there's nothing strange about Mom's advice, it's just that I feel something is awkward.

But if without the blessing of parents will certainly have difficulty in building a happy household.

"Oh my God, how should I do this?" I'm a little uninspired to get an interrogation from Mom.

"Nera? Why just shut up?"

"There's nothing, ma'am."

"Yes, I'm still busy at the shop. The intention is to call you later in the afternoon, but you've already called first."

"Indeed, what's wrong is this ma'am is not Friday, yesterday also will have called I began to be suspicious of Mother, but I don't dare to think of anything.

"Mother misses, hehe" Mother chuckled across, yet sounded stiff.

"Ah, I'm lebay. Said already?" I reminded Mom that she was busy.

"Yes, yes, yes. Be careful, Nduk."

"Yes, Mom."

"Assalamualaik."

"Wa'alaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarokatuh" I said.

After receiving a greeting from me, Mom immediately hung up the phone.

It's so weird for Mom today. I feel like there's something that's stuck since I've never been interrogated about a man even though seventy percent of my friends are men.

...***...

Pov Dhani's

I was shocked to get mixed up with how my parents told me to propose to my own children not yet seventeen, even sixteen years have just entered.

I just love Nera, as if my heart had been put on the porch so I didn't feel pain when Nera dumped me with another man, albeit a little disappointed, but so far I still love him.

"My age has only entered sixteen years, how would it be if I had to get married if there was no other choice, what was the reason Dad asked me to do something this difficult. If I had to get married, would I have chosen Nera?" My mind kept mumbling indistinctly, completely tangling my brain this morning.

"O Allah, do I have to ask for something? Give me a clear clue" I'm not stopping talking in my heart.

This morning I walked into ndalem alone, I didn't want anyone else to find out about this.

From a distance it looks Nera and her entourage will leave for the District, so scared I do not know what to do in front of Nera, just smiling was stiff lips.

In my heart there is only Nera and it will not be replaced. I just want Nera to be my wife, I don't want anything else, but I can't go against God's destiny.

I can't imagine how disappointed Nera would be if I chose another woman. I don't want Nera to feel the same way when Nera chooses another man over me, I don't want to do that.

Arriving in the courtyard Abah was sitting on the terrace.

"Assalamualaikum" I kissed Abah's right hand.

"Wa'alaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarokatuh" said Abah. "What's wrong?"

"Begging permission to go home Bah" I have no other language because my heart is raging, I continue to bow down not daring to look at Abah.

"Return, what's the problem?"

"There's a Bah family event, can't be represented" I stayed down.

"What way?"

"I was told to ask for a girl Bah" I was very embarrassed, because my knowledge was not complete about marriage.

"You capable?"

"But not ready to lose Nera Bah, so I asked for permission to go home to rectify this problem" while in this cottage Abah became my best place where I calm my heart if it is upset about Nera. Abah knows everything I've been through here.

Alhamdulillah as close as I am to Abah so I am still Istiqomah adhan dawn because there I got a lot of knowledge from the oral Abah.

"Well, three days, don't stay home long."

"Nggheh Bah."

"Women are usually married for four reasons, because of their property, because of their position, because of their status, because of their religion. So you should choose a good woman of her religion (to her Islam). If not, then you will lose. (HR, Bukhari. 5090 No muslim. 1466)"

"Nggheh Bah."

"Yes, be careful on the road" said Abah.

"Ngggeh Bah, I resigned" I kissed Abah's right hand again.

Thank God I got permission even if only three days, hopefully there is no obstacle to rectify this problem.

I was picked up by a trusted father from Kalimantan. Actually a little uncomfortable with excessive things like this.

I walked down the Ancient Hut dormitory, Nera and her entourage had already departed. About three hundred meters reached the place where Pak Bambang meant.

He stayed at the coffee shop because he came last night. I looked straight at the coffee shop I meant, before I got to the door Pak Bambang was already standing there.

"Mas Dhani, I'm here."

"Yes sir, look hehehe" I chuckled at Mr. Bambang's words, as soon as I got in front of him I kissed his right hand.

"Mas Dhani is always kissing my hand" Mr. Bambang patted my back softly. "It's not wrong your parents educated you."

"Come sir, just go home. I was only granted permission for three days."

"Oh, ready Mas, I take my bag first."

After taking the bag and other equipment we immediately returned home delivered by the owner of the stall to the airport. Coincidentally not bothering.

I didn't talk to Mr. Bambang much, he just kept working on his laptop. I just followed him from behind.

After the check in in the waiting room was also the same, just silent. He was busy with his laptop. I dare not ask for fear of interrupting. Although he is my father's subordinate, I am only a boy who must respect him as a parent. That's one example of noble character that my father taught me since childhood.

Do not wait for a long time the plane we will be riding has landed and preparation will go into it.

This flight took fifty-seven minutes, on board I listened to music and fell asleep.