AISYAH LOVE VERSE

Istikhoroh

Afternoon in Nurul Huda pesantren.

Kyai Chozin just drove her guest home. For two days in a row Kyai Chozin apparently got two guest visits. A very special visit, because his guest did not just come to visit for a friendship with him, but came with a big goal, namely to propose his eldest daughter, Annisa.

Umm Zainab tidied the glasses from the table, glancing at her husband.

"Change... Please don't decide for yourself, ask Annisa to negotiate. It's not about us, it's not about Nurul Huda. It's about Annisa, Annisa's life." Say ummu Zainab.

"I'm thinking Ummi." Kyai Chozin sighed heavily.

"Actually, there's still one more person waiting..."

"Who's Bah??"

"Yai Alghazali's. I really wanted to impress her."

Umm Zainab was silent, not responding to her husband's words just now. In the heart it also allows. Actually, he felt the same way. Hamzah, son of Kyai Alghazali, deserves to be the dream ghost of everyone. Son of a kyai, dashing, Egyptian graduate too. If only he had proposed to Annisa, there would be no doubt to accept it.

"But... I don't want to hang an answer too long ummi. Ustadz Jalal and Gus Hilmi, both of them are also people who pray. Not just anyone. Get Annisa." Kyai Chozin said to his wife.

Umm Zainab stood up and went inside.

He knocks on the door of Annisa's room that looks closed.

"Tok tok! Nisa..." Umm Zainab cried slowly.

There's no Answer.

Umm Zainab turned the doorknob, and went into Annisa's room. Annisa's room is empty, Annisa's not inside. Umm Zainab closed the door to her daughter's room, and she walked into the kitchen.

"Annisa where is Bi Lastri?" Ask Umm Zainab to Bi Lastri who was doing the dishes.

"Oh... Looks like Neng Annisa was watering flowers in the garden next to Nyai." Bi Lastri Sahut. "Would I call Neng Annisa, Nyai??"

"No need, just continue your work Bik. Let me call Annisa myself."

"Oh, itgeh Nyai." Bi Lastri nodded his head and went back to washing the pile of dishes and glasses in front of him.

Umm Zainab got out of the house, and headed to the side garden, which was next to the princess dormitory.

Sure enough, at the sight of her, Annisa was in the garden, with some other princess santri. He also approached his daughter.

"Sisa... "

Annisa.

"Yes ummi? Call Nisa?" Annisa approached her mother.

Umm Zainab nods her head. "Nisa, you're called your brother."

"Okay ummi, Nisa wash her hands first."

Annisa returned to the garden, and took off her gardening gloves. Apparently, he was not only watering flowers, but also planting flowers, in addition to some other princess santri.

"Forwardly, Laila, that's the one over there that hasn't been fertilized. Aloe vera flowers in the pot also want to be moved in part, the saplings are too much, then even dwarf if left too many children." Annisa gave orders to Laila.

"Okay, Miss Nisa, I'll finish." Laila Sahut.

"I went in first yeah, called the same thing."

"Yes, Miss Nisa, tafaddol."

Annisa went into the house, following her mother who had walked first in front.

"Why Ummi? Did you call Nisa??" Annisa asked once she was by her mother's side.

"Later you'll know Nisa yourself. Come on, your brother's waiting in the living room."

Arriving in the middle room.

"Assalamualaikum, Bah. Did you call Nisa?"

"Yes, Nisa. Sit down, you want to talk."

Annisa sits next to Kyai Chozin, her father. Meanwhile, Umm Zainab, sitting in front of the two of them. Umm Zainab looked at her daughter with a look of compassion.

"Annisa..." Kyai Chozin rubbed her daughter's head affectionately.

"Yes Abah..."

"When someone whom you have a religious belief and a moral character comes to you to propose, then you should marry that person. If you do not do so, there will surely be slander on earth and great damage. (CHR. Tirmidhi)."

"God willing, Nisa understands the hadith..." Annisa looks tough.

"Good, I'm also sure you understand Nisa's hadith."

"So Nisa, the hadith, is currently happening to you. There are two men of prayer, who come to your brother to ask you..." Kyai Chozin looked at her daughter.

"Samikna waa atokna abah." Nisa's full of reverence to her father.

"The two men were, the first Ustadz Jalal. Ustadz Jalal is a shalih man. A reliable businessman, who uses his wealth for the benefit of da'wah in the way of Allah. He made many donations, for pesantren-pesantren in this island of Java. He also actually owns his own boarding school, though he's not the one managing it himself."

"Uhuk uhuk uhuk." Kyai Chozin coughed.

"Drink Bah first..." Umm Zainab poured bottled mineral water into her husband's glass, and she poured it.

Kyai Chozin drank, and his cough subsided.

"Indeed, Ustadz Jalal was married. His wife is also a Shaliha woman. In fact, the actual intention of polygamy, starting from the request of his wife Ustadz Jalal himself. His wife was the one who accompanied Ustadz Jalal here yesterday. You are married to Ustadz Jalal, then your life is immediately in the established stage."

Annisa nodded her head, listening to all of her brother's words without interrupting a single word.

"The second prayer man is Gus Hilmi. He was the son of his abah friend, Kyai Ma'ruf Amin, the owner of a boarding school in Jogokariyan. Gus Hilmi, a bright and knowledgeable young man, is still young and passionate in proselytizing. She's a year younger than you, Nisa. If you marry her, maybe you will fight from the beginning, building a household from scratch."

"Among the two men who came to ask for you, where is your heart that feels more inclined to Nisa?" Kyai Chozin asked his daughter.

"Change, as Nisa said at the beginning. Nisa entrusts Nisa's affairs to abah. Nisa is confident in her choice. Samikna waa. Nisa hears and obeys abah." Nisa said steadily, without the slightest doubt.

"It's precisely because of that, Nisa. These two people, they are all sholeh people. Both are equally good. For that reason, you have to choose between the two shaleh people. Abah explained who the two of them are, so you can weigh them. Where is your heart more inclined between the two of them. Istikhoroh prayer is first. And give me the answer to me."

"Well, Nisa will pray istikhoroh first."

***

In the room, in a third of the night.

Annisa prostrates solemnly in her isthorohnya. He prayed, and asked God for guidance.

With great compassion and conviction, Annisa hoped only in God. Let God show him who is best for him. To be his soul mate.

Annisa strongly believes that the affairs of soul mate, sustenance, and death, is truly the secret of God. So he really depends all his hopes on Allah.

Finished from his long prostration istikhorohnya. Annisa finally has a steadfast heart, about what answer she will give to her brother, tomorrow.

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