
Abi Abdullah introduced Zahra with pride as his favorite daughter and pride. But Zahra durhakanya, he did not give any greetings to the guests who came except to give a thin smile that was forced. Yes, Zahra saw that the family who came was a very pious family and understood religion, so of course Zahra could avoid contact between a Muslim who did not muhrim it was not allowed.
Zahra is like a proud and arrogant man, his knowledge and understanding of religion is only a fingernail, but behaves like a worship expert who understands and understands religion.
"Son Zahra, introduce this Fahri, Abi and Ummi's son," said softly a middle-aged man named Kyai Abidin.
At first glance Zahra saw the man in front of her, his face was clean glowing, indeed a face that radiated faith in his heart, his eyes narrowed by about 170 cm in height, her skin was yellow with a body that Zahra said was thin for a male size.
However, Zahra did not care about the man in front of him, whether he was an ustadz or a thug even though he still did not make Zahra's heart shake.
Let alone to marry her, just looking at her face Zahra no longer wanted to. Yes, such is the selfishness and hardness of Zahra's heart, if he does not want someone to be as good as his religion, any serupawan face will not make Zahra immediately fall in love with him.
"Zahra, son, accosted by his guest dong!" said ummi who began to feel embarrassed by the behavior of the princess.
For Zahra love is something that comes from the heart, if the heart shakes then he wants to continue the next level of relationship with the man, but if this heart does not feel the vibration of love, then he will continue to feel the vibration of love, then he will not want to continue the relationship to a more serious stage.
"Zahra, the intention of the arrival of Ustadz Fahri and his family to our house is to share with you, son," said Ummi Fatimah so enthusiastically.
'Taaruf?'
As far as Zahra taaruf is carried out by two people who have exchanged curriculum vitae with an agreement, but if the current name is arranged because Zahra has not agreed to it at all.
"If Nak Zahra is pleased, please get acquainted with Nak Fahri, and we hope that you two will be a match."
Similar to ummi Fatimah, ummi Salamah also looks very enthusiastic about this matchmaking.
According to the Ummi Salamah confession, he did not want the taaruf process to run long, if it is the same as you like it, then get married immediately, if necessary next month is directly married with all the wedding preparations will be taken care of.
'Front Month?' inner Zahra shouted.
Zahra's heart refused, he was getting crushed and felt very hurt, how could married things be made too 'sat set, sat set' like nothing.
Zahra is not a sandal that is paired carelessly, Zahra is not an item that is sold at will.
Zahra man, has a heart and feelings, has a future plan that has been neatly arranged in his brain, let alone this is a matter of worship for life, of course Zahra does not want to choose the wrong partner because for a woman to choose a future husband is to choose his future, determine heaven and hell. Zahra is also very eager to get married, but the ustadz guise carried by ustadz Fahri also does not guarantee he will receive this matchmaking, because he has his own criteria for his prospective partner.
"How, Zahra? Will Abi and Ummi be able to wait for your answer a week from now?" kyai Abidin.
Ustadz Fahri seemed to have given up and resigned to what his parents wanted, but not with Zahra, he seemed urged to answer a question that was clearly not the answer.
"Son, think first with a cold head, pray istikharah, ask God for guidance" whispered ummi Fatimah in Zahra's ear.
Zahra was in a dilemma and did not know what to say now other than silence, although she wanted to run out of the house immediately and screamed loudly if she refused this match.
"Son, are you ready?" ask abi Abdullah.
Zahra did not budge, although her mouth wanted to scream but it still did not react at all.
"The silence of a woman signs agree," said Ummi Fatimah.
At this time Zahra's mouth was sewn up, let alone to resist, even the tongue felt very faint and could not say anything but accept in silence.
"Alright, since both sides have agreed, then we resign ourselves."
Ustadz Fahri and his family say goodbye home with a beautiful smile on their faces, but not with Zahra, a cocky and upset feeling makes the beautiful girl angry.
Zahra did not even deliver the guests who came to the door, but preferred to be quiet, sitting on a chair like a statue until the guest left our house.
"Zahra, Abi and Ummi want to talk, son" abi Abdullah said in a soft tone of voice.
"Son, Abi and Ummi are not young anymore, we would love to see you married and we think Ustadz Fahri is the right man to be with you."
A wish from parents who want their daughters to marry makes Zahra's heart as if it were sliced open. He was very understanding, even more than his parents, he was also very eager to get married and married, but what power not all desires can be in accordance with his expectations.
"Son, thank you for the goodwill of Ustadz Fahri" said Ummi Fatimah with great hope.
"Just as for Ummi!"
Without any manners, Zahra got up straight from her seat, putting on a sour face with the million fury she carried with her.
Zahra walked over quickly and slammed the door of her room hard. He locked himself in his room and did not want to see anyone, he just wanted to sleep and closed his eyes so that he could forget the events of today, he said, but the more he closed his eyes the more these eyes did not want to be closed. Even until a week passed Zahra looked like an undead, between a life of disdain, death unwilling. His days felt very empty and helpless, even when he was in the office he did not concentrate at all.
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A short message from Alex he didn't care.
Zahra's gaze was fixed on the sky that looked cloudy, as if heavy rain would fall on the earth.
'Does the sky understand my feelings?' zahra said in her heart as if she wanted someone to support her even if it was just the sky.