Ustad, Marry Me!
Chapter 3

POV Anin

Because I continue to reject the soul mate that sent budhe to me, make budhe angry, not only angry at me, but also at my father and mother.

And finally it affected me too, too,

"Nduk, budhe mu muleh nek Surabaya mergo nesu Karo mr lan ibuk, iso ora iso, dino this crewmu kudu budhal nek Surabaya (Nduk, nduk, budhe you go back to Surabaya because you are angry with your father and mother, whether or not, today you also have to go to Surabaya)!"

And sure enough it must be like this, I can't dodge anymore. You have to persuade Budhe not to be angry again at father and mother. Only budhe Narti is my father's brother, and I must also be devoted to them.

"Ggeh sir, Kulo thimble teng Surabaya ***** afternoon, nitip sepur ( Yes sir, I leave for Surabaya later in the afternoon by train) all you later Anin stopped by Sidoarjo yes sir, make it to Akbar's istigosah!"

"Yo wes no pa pa, zinc is important ati-ati. Ora need reno-reno (No need to mess around)!"

"Enggeh sir!"

And that day I went to Surabaya, I knew that with me coming to Surabaya I would not be separated from the matchmaking event conducted by Budhe Narti. But even so, I still have to respect him as a parent.

Akhrinya after traveling for 5 hours by train, his arrival was immediately welcomed by Danu, he was the first son of budhe Narti. Already married but unfortunately his wife went somewhere and now he has to raise his son who is still ten years old.

"Thank You, Danu!" I said when we got to Budhe's house.

"Yes together, yes I went home first, pity Satria herself at home!"

"Mas Danu doesn't live with budhe?" I'm quite kepo because the last time I went to the budhe house, Danu mas still live in one house.

"No, wes suwe! Yo wes Yo, I said goodbye (Not long ago! Yes, yes, I'm happy!"

"Yes, ati-ati yo mas, greetings to Satria. Bring me here tomorrow, tell me I'm here!"

"Let's be sure, sneak in. Ibuk koyok and urong turu (Cepetan in, mother like not sleeping)!"

Finally I entered, apparently Danu was waiting for me until I actually entered. Maybe he was quite worried about me, even though we live far away but Danu mas including a pretty attention.

And as I expected, my arrival was immediately welcomed at length by a friend at high times by Budhe and I would be his loyal listener.

Though these eyes feel very sleepy, the body is very tired. It's ten in the evening and I want to go to bed and wake up refreshed tomorrow morning, but the reality is not that beautiful.

"Just tomorrow you have to want to, budhe friend there is a child who wants to be introduced to you!"

"Suggeh budhe, but in the talk of tomorrow only yes, Anin nguantuk puoooll, wes tree is not kink in empet (It just can not be held)!"

"Wes the reason ae lek was invited by wong tuwo (A reason if you talk to parents)!"

"O Allah, this is serious!"

"Yo wes, tomorrow's tree with budhe!"

"Enggeh!"

Akhrinya also detached from budhe, immediately I put my tired body on the floor mattress in the room which size is not more than twice three meters.

Ahhhh, it feels like just a few minutes I closed my eyes, my phone alarm went off.

Yes_, it is not always able to wake up at night, but lately I often force to wake up.

I'm not a Sholehah woman who can always wake up at night to pray at night, but I'm learning to be that kind of woman. People say if I want a good soul mate then I have to improve myself first. If I stick my standard of soul mate to me like that, shouldn't I be like that too.

Since I am not a Sholehah woman, I am in the process of hopefully becoming an Istikomah.

Immediately I took ablution even though it was cold, but kayin was not as cold in my own home. Eve in Surabaya is hotter than in Tulungagung right.

Not much, only two rakaat tahajud prayer and certainly I patch with a slightly pushy prayer to Allah.

O Allah, whomever you have written in Mahfudz, be a mate to me, draw me near immediately, O Allah. Robbi hablii milladunka zaujan thoyyiban, wayakuuna shoohiban, lii fiddini wa dunyaa wal aakhiroh.

O Robb, give me the best husband by Your side, the husband who is also my friend in matters of religion, world affairs, and the hereafter."

Soon I ended my prayer, it was almost dawn and it felt like my eyes were still so heavy. I want to close it again soon.

"Maybe a short nap isn't pa pa pa!"

Not intending to move from my place, I lay my body on the prayer mat still wearing a mukena, this tiredness actually managed to bewitch me until finally in just a matter of seconds my life immediately moved to dreamland.

Deg deg deg

My breath stinged, cold sweat pouring out when I opened my eyes, it felt like it was real. Soon I wake up, though,

"Astaghfirullah azim thing!"

I reached for a glass of water that stayed on the table not far from where I held the prayer mat, I immediately sipped the water until it ran out, hoping that my dry throat was a little watery.

"How could I dream like that, why.it feels like real, who is he? Her voice is so sweet!"

Even my heart was still beating fast even though I had woken up,

I thought budhe was still asleep on the bed, then I switched to the clock hanging on the wall, apparently I was only asleep for about ten minutes and the voice of the holy verse of the Qur'an had begun to reverberate, soon the azan.

Immediately I opened my meken and went back to the bathroom to take ablution,

"Budhe, budhe wake up, shubuh!" deliberately I woke up the budhe so that we could pray in the mosque in front of the alley, I was afraid if I had to go out of my own house without a budhe.

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