The Secound Choice's
The Nineteen
"Sorry Ustadz. I can't seem to accept those proposals" Syifa said bowed in fear.
"Why? no one wants to go to the introductory stage?" cecar ustadz whose age is approximately more than 50 years old
Syifa. His head still kept down. The fear of even his disdain was overwhelming to the man.
"Syifa wants to concentrate on Syifa education first, Ustadz."
Mr. Ustadz picked up a few large envelopes in front of him.
"Yes, then I can give these people the assurance to move on with their lives. Hopefully later when the time comes, Son Syifa get the best soul mate from God."
"Aamiinu. Thanks, Ustadz. We beg for permission."
After greeting, Syifa, accompanied by Anna, left the mosque.
"Hour safe, Fa?!"
"Huuft ... safe-safe! vow ... feel like a test to take the title of volume two tau no, An." Syifa rubbed her chest, while Anna laughed
"Btw ... Why is everything rejected? is one of the cvs that is handled to you that there is nothing interesting or that wow?" anna asked, Syifa just sniffed her shoulders
"No idea!" he said it in passing
"No idea how?" chase Anna
"Don't tell me you haven't read any of their biodata!"
"Hehe ..." Syifa's laughter and her gaze made Anna able to answer her own questions.
"O Allah, Syifa! that's not how important the men in your life are!"
"Yes not that too! papa ... My sister, means a lot to me. If you think about your husband, do it."
"I know them, Fa. You are the luckiest person to know. Many other ukhti-ukhti tablets are expecting them."
"Udah ah, don't talk about it. Let's talk about your wedding." Syifa took Anna by the hand and they both reached the ablution room
After the completion of Maghrib prayers Anna and Syifa separated, Syifa was waiting for Adam in the parking lot of the mosque
"If you'd seen one of those men's cvs, I can assure you, your views would never have been to Adam!" anna whispered before Syifa left her
"Ih .. what the hell is. I'm just like Adam, just a friend. There was nothing." replied Syifa then actually went over to Adam who was leaning on the car.
"Hi! praying?" syifa
"Ah ..easy! let's go." replied Adam, the car door he opened for Syifa
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"Oh yes, Ustadz. Thank you" a man sat holding his cell phone. Turning around the smart thing was like thinking about something.
The man stroked his chest with his left hand, his lips were seen muttering something over and over.
He then sat back on the chair in front of him, and again preoccupied with reading the monitor screen that is still on.
An icon symbolizing a white envelope disturbs his attention, not the distance of time he immediately opens it. As if getting a durian collapsed, the look on his face that had been tense now began to gradually decompose.
The fingers also skillfully dance on the kypad which produces many words on the monitor.
"Just use it first. Hopefully someday it can be yours too." he murmured, his lips again muttered like chanting a spell while stroking his chest.
Time has shown past midnight. The man turned off his laptop and cleaned his desk from the crumbs of dry bread that became his friend almost every night.
"Assalamu'alaikum!" the door opened and the greeting from outside sounded very clear.
"Wa'alaikum salam warahmatullah."
"Loh ... Stay up, son?" the question was only answered with a nod and a smile from the tall man.
"No, Bi?" continued
"Yes." Yeah."
"Safe, Bi?"
"Alhamdulillah .. nothing adds to Abi's mind. So tomorrow's leaving?" the middle-aged man sat on a chair leaning against his back
"God willing, three o'clock in the afternoon, Bi."
"If it's good here, son. You can keep an eye on the santri-santri here."
"Yes go to college again to be a lecturer."
"The lecture continues ...."
"Well, if you don't want to go to college, get married! Uh, no answer yet?"
"Already, Bi. Half an hour ago ustadz called." Hafidzh paused his sentence
"Rejected?!" Abi Dzaki can guess the expression of his son
"Patience, Son. Don't forget the shalawat. If you still have your sustenance, Allah will surely overcome it at the right time. If it cannot be expected to release. Let Abi choose. Wanna come from where? santri here? or from your grandmother's area?"
"Thank you, Abi. If Abi wants to choose Hafidzh will choose for Abi also later." Hafidzh's answer made Abinya say nothing more
"Hafidzh sleep first huh, Bi."
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"I want our relationship to change, Fa. Not just a friend." Adam's voice was so firm as there was no hesitation
Syifa stopped eating it, the food that had once been so good became bland instantly.
The girl never thought this would happen.
"I'm sorry .. I made you not so appetite." Adam scratched his head that was not itchy. The man felt bad because Syifa who was once excited to eat now so just play the spoon and fork only.
"Eh .. It's okay, Dam. I'm just surprised." Syifa looked at the man in front of her
"You still want to eat something?" ask Syifa
"No! I was full." replied Adam, the atmosphere turned awkward
Syifa finished off her warm orange juice.
"Can we go home now?"
"The food hasn't been spent, Fa." Syifa doesn't usually leave the food on her plate, Adam thought.
"Happy. Syifa wants to go home!" syifa said with teary eyes
"Okay .. okay, we're home." Adam stood up
As if all were mute, even the car that when they were both in it always listened to classical music this time went silent.
"I'm sorry, Fa." Adam dared to speak after reaching the house where Syifa now lives
"It's okay. There is nothing to forgive. I'm just surprised. Unsuspectedly. Time's very short, Dam."
"It feels like one day to know you, I have no doubt about falling in love." Adam said
"I still want to be alone. I'm afraid of commitment too. You know what happened to me, don't you, Dam."
"Thank you for today. Syifa go in first" Syifa opened the car door
"Fa!"
"Yes" Syifa stopped her steps to get down
"We're still friends, right?" ask Adam to wait
A smile on Syifa's sad face, "Of course! we'll still be friends."
"Be careful!" the girl waved her hand and rushed into the house
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