Ustad, Marry Me!
Chapter 20

... "Then marry other women who are lawful for you to marry; (whether) two, three, or four. However, if you are worried that you cannot be fair (among wives if you have more than one wife), marry only one wife or suffice with the slave girls you have. It is closer to not doing wrong." - QS. An-Nisaa’: 3....

Anin drives his bike without a clear goal direction. What is clear at this time he just wants to eliminate the dizziness in his head because of the actions of David, a man he did not even know.

He must find a way to avoid David's forced proposal. He felt completely out of step with David's way of thinking.

Ngkek ngkek .....

Twew wew ....

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"Waduhhhh, waduuhhhhh ..., waduhhhhhh!" immediately Anin's feeling was not good when suddenly the speed of his motor slowed down.

"Wes ta lah tor, do not need reno-reno (It's a motorcycle do not mess around)!" gerutu Anin when finally the motorbike he was driving stopped right in the middle of the road.

"Astaghfirullah azim thing, why can not swallow anyway. Last night the motorbike was brought by the father of the condangan, why also do not you fill gasoline!" he complained again while getting off the bike. The road looks deserted because it is in the border area. It also seems that there are not so many houses, either,

"Where else is this?" he muttered again when he realized that he did not know the area. He seemed to think too far.

It looks lonely, just a few cars and motorcycles passing by. On the left right is a rice field.

Anin opened her helmet, staring at the completely motionless motor.

Complete already today ...., Inner Anin.

Srekkkkk

Suddenly Anin sat down crouching beside the motorbike.

Hiks hyks

He cried as if he had just lost something and lowered his head, making his knees to hide his face.

"You're pickpocketing?"

Someone's question managed to stop Anin's crying.

There are people ...., whereas Anin deliberately cried so that she could lighten the burden in her mind a little. He thought it was safe because there were no people and planned to continue the journey, meaning to look for gasoline after being satisfied with crying. But someone saw him cry.

"Or fall?"

Ask someone again when Anin never raises her head.

"Or something bad happened to you? If so, let me take you to the police station. Just across the street I saw a police station if you don't mind!"

I think I know this voice, Anin's mind again and she quickly raised her head, and,

"Ustad's Parid!"

Pe again ..., complained ustad Farid in heart. "You_, what's wrong?" he asked immediately after feeling familiar with the crying girl. He still bent his body just above Anin made Anin confused when he wanted to stand up, afraid if he sniffed Farid's body.

"May Anin stand up, ustad?" ask Anin later.

"Ohhh," Farid quickly realized, he immediately turned back his body and Anin finally stood up.

Anin cleaned her clothes that were a little dirty because it softened to the ground, she also wiped the rest of her tears.

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Now they have sat the concrete surrounding a large tree on the side of the road, a glass of Pleret ice became a thirsty antidote in the hot sun.

"Can you tell me right now, why is Sampek here?" ask ustad Farid then after feeling Anin can already be spoken to. they seem to sit far away.

"A lot of trouble! What's wrong with ustad here? Don't you want to go to Blitar? Don't-don't just be rude as well as Anin ya?" the answer was short but the branch of the question was so much more than the question asked by ustad Farid made ustad Farid shake his head.

"It would be better if you discuss you first, discuss me later if your problem is settled!"

"You mean to help Anin solve Anin's problem?" asked Anin while occasionally spooning Pleret's ice pellets into her mouth.

"Yes, if I could. God willing I help! Tell me if you think it's worth telling and don't tell me that you think it's a disgrace that should be kept tight!"

"What the hell is ustad!?" anin Protest.

"Yes, as a listener, I must also maintain your good name and privacy as a Muslim!"

"Well, if I don't think it's a disgrace that should be covered, so if Ustad doesn't mind listening to me about the story. If I'm a self-sucker, I'm afraid!"

"Astaghfirullah azim things, do not think bad things because the devil is most expert in persuading in matters of evil."

How can this nyess be his words, what ..., Anin night dumbfounded to listen to the words of Ustad Farid.

Because Anin no longer responded to his words, Ustad Farid finally decided to turn to Anin's order, so she could not help but,

"Kok quiet, so what's the story?" tanyanya.

"May add no more if not his advice, I think I have started to be able to enlighten from ustad!" said Anin still without blinking her eyes.

"Ohhhh want advice, what advice but?"

"What aja!"

"Emmmm," looked like Farid thought for a moment,

Yes, I guess I will not be wrong this time ..., inner Anin again while spending her Pleret ice by sipping directly on her glass without using a spoon again.

"Can Anin ask you something?"

"Ask, I'll answer if I can answer! God willing!" said Ustad Farid who also had spent the ice.

"What do you think of love and marriage?"

Hhhhh ...

Ustad Farid sighed, he himself was inexperienced in love and marriage but had to discuss two things.

"Well, I'll answer as I can. All I know is yes, 'cause_!"

"I know, ustad's not married, is he? And of course, I never dated either!" anin quickly interrupted Farid's words.

Astaghfirullah azim thing, patience ..., inner ustad Farid while stroking the chest.

Good thing girl, if the man has been I invite him ...

"You can listen first or you can talk to yourself!" say ustad Farid with ketus.

"O Allah, be angry!"

"No," replied Farid by restraining his emotions.

"Yes, it's hard, Anin Dengerin!"

"What?" ustad Farid so forgot what the topic of his discussion was because Anin continued to interrupt his words.

"On love dma marriage!"

"Ohh, yes, so in Islam marriage is not based on love,"

Anin straightened his eyes, he felt disapproving because if it meant so he was wrong for rejecting David.

"What's that?"

"Listen to the continuation!" getting a hardikan from Farid's ustad finally Anin was back in silence.

"Because if marriage is based on things that are not eternal, whether it is good looks or property. If all is lost, will the marriage end? Don't you? Because handsome, beautiful, treasures, thrones are all just a deposit and at any time will be taken by God."

Anin nodded his head in agreement with Farid's words this time,

"Then what about love? Doesn't marriage need love?"

"If love is just an attractive bonus, when we enter puberty first, we must have been interested in the opposite sex because we continue to be in the same school or class, I see it every day and it feels beautiful. And later when we get married, if we will live in one house with a partner, even one bed, love will certainly also grow by itself. It is impossible if we do not fall in love with the couple who accompany us every day!"

Why the more here, it feels more there yes ..., inner Anin. It's like he's been getting an answer to his years of turmoil. Since his graduation, he really could not live a quiet life. He continues to be haunted by his requests and promises to the father.

Anin increasingly expressed her smile to hear Farid's long explanation, which was,

"Ustad,"

"Hmm?"

"May I ask you one more time? But this is a bit personal!"

"May, but if personal means I have the choice to answer or choose not to answer yes!"

"Yes ustad!"

Setelah mendapat persetujuan dari ustad Farid, akhirnya Anin pun mengajukan satu kali lagi pertanyaan.

Bismilbornrahmanirrahim ....

This time he wanted to get an answer to his question all along.

"If Ustad, if given a mate by Allah. Want to marry the same person how?"

Hearing Anin's question, Ustad Farid smiled. He has not thought about a soul mate who will fill his life later but a little bit he has a standard benchmark for people who want to get married.

"I want to marry a woman who has the same goals as me."

"What?"

"God!"

The short answer from Ustad Farid succeeded in shaking Anin's heart, he really did not believe in quickly meeting with people who might be his soul mate.

"Ustad, marry me!"

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