WHY LOVE
Love Finds the Way (The End Ss1)

Salma. He was familiar with the voice of the woman who cursed.

"Holy," he murmured.

Spontaneous Salma raised her face.

His shock doubled as his eyes rubbed against the man sitting in front of him blocked the table. The man smiled at her.

Salma turned her eyes. There was Suci and Nico who were sitting tight with their hands clasped together, sitting on the very side of the chair. There was Rahma who he knew at the Holy reception party. Umi and Candra sat together in a long chair facing him.

Salma shook her head. He blinked his eyes many times as he came back to meet Candra. Fear this is just a dream.

Is the guest who will propose to me Bang Candra?

Did ya?

Salma now realized, this is not a dream. It´s real. The smell of perfume is not a hallucination.

Salma looked back at Candra who had not stopped smiling. More precisely holding a smile, because amused to see Salma who was like a daze.

Salma's gaze towards the handsome man wearing batik was slowly blurry, blurred, and finally the darkness she felt. Salma is on the mother's lap. He was unconscious.

"Sal....Salma awake!" Mom patted Salma's cheek slowly. Mom panicked to see her son unconscious.

"It's okay. Salma was just in shock to see the reality of who her guests were. From the moment he got home, he cried in his room thinking he'd be betrothed." Father calmed Candra down and everything over this unexpected incident.

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Salma blinked her eyes as soon as she inhaled the scent of eucalyptus on her nose.

Salma frowned, trying to adjust to the glare of the room. When his eyes opened perfectly, he knew he was in his room. When he fainted, he took him to his room so he could sleep.

"Alhamdulillah, you are sober"

Salma turned to the origin of the voice. Candra sat on the chair while smiling at him. Salma looked around her room. There was no one else, just the two of them inside the room with the door open.

"Drink first, Salma!" Candra gives a glass of water prepared on the dressing table.

Salma inched up to sit leaning on the head of the bed. He took the glass and drank it to the end.

"Thank-" Salma smiled faintly as Candra asked back the glass that had been empty. Candra kept it in its original place.

"Aren't you dizzy?" Candra stared gently at Salma's originally pale face now looking blushing.

Salma shook her head weakly. Currently no longer dizzy felt. But his heart was too fast because it got a warm look and attention from Candra. The presence of the Candra family guests was beyond expectations. Will his dream be real? Salma was still not convinced.

"Bang Can -"

"Sstt, don't say it first. Let me do the talking!" Candra nodded her index finger to her lips. He moved his chair towards Salma.

"Salma, forgive this fool who is too late to realize his feelings. I do not know if Suci did not tell me, if all this time there was a beautiful and strong woman who was harboring feelings for me. And it turns out that his existence is so close. Ever since I knew that, I started to feel my heart. I began to look for answers, actually a sense of comfort and happiness during this interaction with you, whether it is normal as a partner or a special feeling. Salma, it turns out I was jealous when you started dating another guy-"

Salma stared at Candra who was telling her a quiet story. His eyes did not blink because he was amazed by the expression of the feeling of the prince.

"Ja-so yesterday-yes Bang Can already know who the 'stupid' is?"

Candra nodded.

"I deserve to be called a fool. Because it's not sensitive to its own feelings."

"But didn't you already have a candidate, the Lake man?" Salma still needed to convince the seriousness of the handsome man sitting on the chair facing her.

"That time, when we went together. I went to the lake to break off the relationship, not to make a proposal. By Allah's guidance, he and I are not a match. We agreed to mutually mengikhlaskan and promised to be happy with each other's partner."

Salma.

There is such a love story. Relationships that do not rely on lust, but on divine ridho. And Salma felt far away to have such a level of sincerity.

Salma pinched his arm. He also grimaced sick.

"Why?" Candra was shocked by Salma's behavior.

"Want to convince this is a dream or real? It turns out my arm hurts. Meaning real ya-" Salma patted her cheeks alternately, right then left.

Candra starts to get anxious with Salma's gestures like that. He grabbed both hands of the girl, grasping them tightly.

"Salma, I'm not a romantic guy who will give flowers to the woman he likes. I'm a serious man who came to bring a family to worship you. Will you be my wife, Salma Savitri?" With a fervent face and a gentle yet capable gaze to draw upon Salma's heart, Candra expressed her intentions.

I was afraid of fainting again.

Salma slowly pulled her hand from Candra's grasp. He was bowed not strong to get a look that seemed to hit the chest.

Candra held Salma's hand that was about to slip out of her grasp.

"Jawab first, Sal. I just let go-"

"Does my brother love me?"

"Is that expression necessary?

Salma nodded.

"In addition to proof of action, women also need a word."

"I love you, Salma. I came to propose to you because of God's guidance that you would be my mother." Candra spoke firmly and confidently.

A pair of beautiful eyes looked glazed. What a beautiful love sentence, not the sweet seduction that men usually say to lure women to the charm.

Salma sobbing in haru.

"Hey, why are you crying." Candra broke her grip. His outstretched fingertips removed the droplets of tears that fell soaking Salma's cheeks.

"I...I am not in vain to be Fatimah?" he said with raucous because while sobbing.

"Of course not. Because Ali had come to his father Fatimah to ask for his blessing. Didn't I tell you, less than a month will come the man who proposed to you." Candra smiled gently. His fingers were unceasingly wiping away the still unstoppable tear melts.

"Bang Can, I'm willing to be your makmum-" Salma smiled on the sidelines as she cried. Not a sad cry like last night. Today weeping and happy surrounded him.

"Cup cup, don't cry anymore. Let's join us again outside. I'm afraid the devil is making us happy." Candra rubbed Salma's head in hijab. Salma told Candra to come out first. He'll wash his face first.

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Salma sat in the middle of her parents. Unlike before who was bowed and pouted, now he sat with an upright and cheerful face. Umi has paired a beautiful diamond ring on Salma's ring finger as proof of her son's goodwill binding.

Salma's face continued to blush in embarrassment given her previous behavior.

"Salma was about to run away, Umi. Don't want to see a guest who's going to propose to her." Poked Susan, making everyone present in the living room laugh. Except Salma hid her face behind her mother's back.

"Son Candra, what are you talking about when you're getting married?" Mr. Dedi again asked in a relaxed atmosphere.

"I'm ready next week, too, sir. How, Salma?"

Salma shook her head. "Too late, Bang. It takes time to get ready."

"We can do it first. Recipes followed. Let's be as friendly as they can be." Candra pointed with her chin. Stick to the sticky lovebirds just like stamps. During the conversation, if Nico did not reach Holy's shoulder, he switched to clutching his wife's fingers.

Now everyone is laughing back at Nico and Saints.

"I'm sorry, Mommy. My husband likes not knowing the place. Not at home where, want nempelin continue." Saints who are now blushed because they become the material of his brother's guyonan. Another case of Nico, he was indifferent even though Suci stepped on his feet. He held on tightly to his wife's fingers.

Finally, the marriage will be held in one month. Accad and reception put together.

It's time for two families to enjoy a meal.

The Saints approached Salma. They hugged and laughed happily.

"Alhamdulillah.we are in-laws. Now I call you Tea Salma, my sister-in-law's candidate." The two hugged back tightly, channeling a sense of happiness.

"Congratulations, who wants a honeymoon tomorrow. Don't forget to take a niece." Salma raised both eyebrows. The laughter returned to the break.

...For those of you who have been waiting,...

...Thank you for enduring unlimited patience. There is no vain waiting, the fruit of that patience...

... BEAUTIFUL IN TIME...

...(.(.Candra Alkatiri's...

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Thank God, season 1 is OVER.

I went on hiatus for an unspecified time. Because you want to focus up the story of FOUR SEKAWAN, it is on kangen right? Samma 😄

See you next.in season 2. Insyaa Allah 😍

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