ZULFA FORTITUDE
Proposal to Shaffa

While in the car, I saw Shaffa's father pensive. His face was somber and not excited, showing that he was sad. Sometimes he even heard his long breath. As if holding a heavy load that makes it tight.

"What is it really about Father? didn't Shaffa agree?"

For a moment Mr. Shafa was silent, and lowered his head, and he muttered, "It is precisely because he agreed, making the Father feel more guilty. If at that time you believe in Shaffa, of course you are not this heavy to bear the burden." A clear shadow came out of the corner of his eye.

"What does Father mean?"tanyaku carefully. Actually I was happy with the news because I did not have to bother anymore to express my intentions that I had been waiting for since leaving. But okay, I'll listen to the real story.

"The father went to Heru's house but it was empty. Then Mr. Hasan called to his institution, it turned out that there he did not enter. Then he got the information that Heru was in a hotel, we went there. Hm .. I'd better not know Irwan. That's not worth telling." He took a deep breath before continuing his story. Irwan, however, understood what Shaffa's father meant.

"That's very painful. Why did I believe in Heru, when Shaffa said everything." He lowered his head, his countenance grew grim and mellow, "Why do I realize, after all the preparations have been done, the invitation has also been spread. Now, I don't know what to do?"

I think it's time to express my feelings. Before it's too late. Even in vain if I do not immediately say, what was my original purpose.

"Ngapunten Mr. Actually I have a desire to have a serious relationship with your daughter?" Either got the courage from where until he could reveal all. The words felt light, sliding from the lips.

Shaffa's father was shocked. He stared intently, wanting to confirm the earnestness of those words. Is it true or is it just a joke. Especially now that he is falling.

"Son Irwan don't play games with you."

"Really, Sir. It's not a lie." No need for me to make small talk anymore, "I'm sorry Irwan doesn't know how to express it. At this time even this morning, Irwan already had plans to apply for Shaffa not because Shaffa rejected Heru, but Irwan had liked him for a long time, but Irwan still wanted to finish Irwan's education first. Don't want to be disturbed. Alhamdulillah insya Allah in 1 month Irwan will be graduating. So this is the most appropriate time for Irwan to find a companion for life.is it wrong, sir?"

Shaffa's father nodded his head several times, whether it showed agreement, or just showed thought, all that was still vague. Irwan did not care, he was determined to want Shaffa halal.

"Do you still have doubts?"

No need to think too long Shaffa's father nodded and said, "If you really want Shaffa when parents want Irwan to come to the place of the Father?"

"We and our family have seen, heard firsthand what is Shaffa's problem. Then allow us especially me, to replace Heru at the time of his marriage."

"Thank you, son of Heru. But does Shaffa agree?"

Irwan was completely confused, with Shaffa's father's attitude. This made him confused by what he was going to say.

"What do you think of Father?"

What was really on Shaffa's father's mind? I came to save his daughter, but I was made to be this convoluted, I don't know.

"I don't know what Irwan is. I fear that Shaffa will reject Irwan as he rejected Heru."

"I think all this depends on you. Because I noticed Shaffa was a devoted child, especially the same father. At first it refused, but in the end Shaffa followed the will of the Father even though he did not like it.

"Well then, you'll talk to Shaffa."

"Yes, son." What parent does not want to see their child happy. Although he had initially taken the wrong path, at least this time he had a chance to correct it. Could this be a sign that Allah is the ruler and still loves himself and his family.

"Is holding Shaffa where you belong a plan of yours?"

Irwan smiled in response to Shaffa's father's statement, because it was not his plan, but everything went as it was. Let the scenario of the Almighty alone exist, we just undergo. May this be the beginning of the most beautiful event given by the Most Merciful to be able to enjoy happily.

The shadows always adorned Irwan's thoughts so that he forgot about Shaffa's father beside him. Make come Shaffa wonder.

"Son Irwan?"

"Sorry Father." Fortunately, he soon realized. "Irwan is very happy. Moreover, you have agreed and accepted Irwan's application to Dik Shaffa."

"Father just tipped Shaffa, son. Hope you can make it happy."

"I'll always try it sir and beg for directions too."

It did not feel like their journey had reached their destination. In a simple but clean house, which they left a moment ago.

"Thank you, son Irwan," said Shaffa's father, as soon as he got out of Irwan's car.

"Sama-sama Sir. I go home first, assalamualaikum."

"Waalaikum salam. Please take Shaffa home soon. Don't stay in your place long. You also miss and also want to explain to him as soon as possible to Shaffa."

"We understand, sir."

Irwan turned his car back, towards the direction he had been passing. He slowly left the place with a quieter heart. While praying, "O Allah make our affairs easy."

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Heru, who caught Hasan and his future father-in-law, along with a woman in a hotel room, panicked. Addresses of his work as a police officer threatened to be removed. But the rice has become porridge. As soon as he got to his rented house, he got an envelope tucked in the door. A letter from his agency, stating that at that time he was removed from the police.

She was very angry. He immediately went to Shaffa's house at that time. In the middle of the trip he passed by a white car that seemed to be often seen, when he was still in the office with Hasan.

"Isn't that Irwan's car? What was he doing in the village," He muttered to himself, while running his car.

"But what do I care about him." he continued on his way without any concern for Irwan's car.

Arriving at Shaffa's house, he found the door open. Without greeting, he entered the house. Sit in the guest chair. Acting as if he was the owner, there was not the slightest bit of courtesy. He observes the state of the house.

"Why is this quiet?" ask in the heart. "Where did the house dwellers go."