Wife Facing Unconsidered
part 5's. Proposal

Darmansyah family has arrived at the residence of Wijaya house, Darmansyah staring at the house that he often visited first, since Wijaya died he so rarely to come here again, so rarely to come again, likewise with the late Vijaya he also often visited the house of Darmansyah, they were both like twin brothers who could not be separated, but now they are separated by death.

Death that we cannot avoid, wherever we go to avoid death it will still not be able to, all living things in this world will feel death as well, and also felt the Sacrifice of Death.

Darma hit his father's shoulder, he understood his father who again imagined his past with the late Vijaya.

"Darma often accompanied father here when uncle Wijaya was still alive!" darma said to his father.

Is it often Darmansyah to Wijaya's house? to the point that he gets to remember his past.

Kafkha sneaked himself behind his grandfather and papa it stood up, he was a fool with this story of his grandfather.

"Help!" deheman Kafkha made his grandfather and papa flinch.

"Let's go in!" darmansyah

They were all standing in front of the main door of Wijaya's mansion, Darmansyah rang the doorbell of the house not long after a middle-aged art woman opened the main door.

"Welcome sir!"

They nodded with a smile, "father and mother are waiting for you!" said the art kindly.

Darmansyah's extended family entered the house, Aaron and Ajeng stood up while greeting the Darmansyah family one by one.

"Please sit!"

Kafkha is lazy with meetings like this, just try if his family meets the Clara family maybe Kafkha will be very happy and happy, but the reality says otherwise.

Kafkha put on a flat face without the slightest expression, he returned cold as the ice in the North Pole.

Darmansyah conversed with Aaron, everyone was busy with their own thoughts while Kafkha was silent like a statue.

In contrast to Medina, she had been pacing around in her room, fear and grogginess assaulting her.

"Yes Allah... Medina was very afraid and nervous with the meeting of the family of Medina and the family of Darmansyah's grandfather, give peace to Dina O Allah.. aamiin...!" the mouth of Medina covered by her niqab is always kamat kamit ask for strength to Allah SWT.

"Where's this? Dina was so scared to meet her!"

Medina sat on the bedside and then she stood up again and paced back and forth, and she sat back and stood up again pacing back and forth.

"Yes Allah... Dina is really groggy!"

Medina's hands were cold and numb from her fear, Medina sat back down and she sighed softly.

"Bismilbornrahmanirrahim... Medina should not be afraid, Allah SWT will always be there for Medina, do not be afraid of Medina anymore because God is always there for us!" medina said to calm herself and always remember Allah SWT.

Ajeng told her sisters Medina to call her brother.

"Dena, call your sister yes!" ajeng

"Good mom!" replied the seventeen-year-old girl.

At Dena's side in her sister's room she immediately called Medina, "sister Dina called mom!" said Dena behind the door of the tightly closed room.

Deg

"Bismillah, you must be strong and not groggy, God is with us!" Medina opened the door to her room and saw her sister smiling at her.

Medina also smiled behind the veil that always covered half her pretty face.

"Cie.. who wants to apply!" said Dena teasing her brother, Medina added groggy with the temptation of her sister.

"Dena.. Don't do that!" reprimand Medina with a smooth and gentle tone.

"Yes, sister, you've been waiting!"

"Alright, brother get down first!"

Medina went down the steps one by one, until she was in the middle of the stairs she stopped, her legs could not continue her steps because of groggy.

"Oh Allah.Help Medina...!"

Ajeng saw his daughter while smiling while Medina was still standing in the middle of the stairs, Ajeng picked up her daughter because he knew Medina was very groggy.

"No need to be afraid!" whispered Ajeng to Medina, Medina nodded her head as she followed her mother's footsteps.

Medina was sitting in the middle of her family, Kafkha frowned when she saw the woman in her closed clothes.

"Eh? is this woman dressed like a ninja that I'm going to marry?" inner Kafkha

Darmansyah saw the change in the face of her grandson, "Kafkha this is the woman you will marry later!" darmansyah said with a happy smile.

"Women like this ninja?" kafkha whispered to Darmansyah, her grandfather hit Kafkha's thigh, "keep your words kaf, she's a good woman, not like a ninja!" said Darmansyah very furious with the behavior of his grandson.

"Well we're going to get into our original event, we came here to propose the daughter of the Aaron family to my granddaughter!" said Darmansyah just started this event.

"We are very happy with your good intentions to come here to propose to our son, we can't decide for ourselves, we will hand it over to our daughter to accept it or not, because our daughter and your son are going to run this wedding!" aaron

Medina twisted the end of her long headscarf, all of her gazes heading towards Medina.

"How is Dina, are you willing to accept this proposal?" ask Aaron

Medina smiled clumsily behind her veil, she sighed to decide what she was going to take, "bismilbornrahmanirrahim... Dina will accept this proposal!" medina's reply made everyone smile, after which Darmansyah told Kafkha to pin the ring on Medina's ring finger.

Kafkha put his wall face flat without expression though, Kafkha pinned the ring on Medina's ring finger, did not forget Hanif also photographed the moment of mounting the ring, medina also placed a ring on Kafkha's ring finger.

On this night the proposal finally ended as well, the Darmansyah family had also returned to his home.

Kafkha was lying on his bed after he changed his clothes earlier, Kafkha raised his left hand which revealed a circular ring on his ring finger.

"Now that I've officially proposed to the girl I never loved, what else is that her clothes are so covered, so uncomfortable to look at!"

Kafkha took off her engagement ring, it would have been inappropriate for her to wear it if the woman had worn it for Kafkha, had Clara had her pairing perhaps Kafkha would not have refused.

"I'm sorry Clara lied to you!"

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