Bidadari Special

Chapter 1

Hilya began to look down as her Abah raised her voice. Abah Hilya, Haji Abdul Ghofur was furious when Hilya insisted on rejecting the arranged marriage she had decided.

"Women don't need high school. Anyway what the hell are you looking for? Abah money is a lot, it is impossible for you to use up to seven derivatives. You do not need work, so for what you high school, your S1 diploma is enough, do not need you to study S2, S3, or college what is the name," haji Abdul Ghofur. "Obah and ummi are enough to send you to school, now it is the duty of Abah and ummi to marry you, so you cannot oppose Abah's decision!" hajj Abdul Ghofur broke off as he moved from the seat he had originally sat in, leaving Hilya and umminya.

Seen Hajjah Halimah, Hilya's mother whom he used to call ummi, stroking Hilya's head wrapped in a scarf veil of light brown color.

"You're right, you're the only son of my brother and ummi, your age is enough to marry too, so it's only natural that you want a daughter-in-law so badly." Hajjah Halimah tried to explain her husband's wishes to the princess only in a soft voice.

"What do you want to do with S2? Ummi think your S1 education is enough as a provision to educate your children later," continued Hajjah Halimah by again stroking the head of his daughter who was still down sluggish.

There was a deep sadness on Hilya's face. The girl who had just one day returned from the boarding school, was deeply disappointed by her brother's sudden attitude to marry her to a man of his choice without a negotiation.

"Hilya had fought ummi to get this S2 scholarship, from ten friends of Hilya in the pesantren, only Hilya who passed the test. Hilya is sad ummi, Hilya must give up the S2 Hilya scholarship, and must give up the opportunity to be able to study abroad."

Hilya still lowered her head when she said that to her umminya.

"What is your goal, son, want to study abroad?"

Hajjah Halimah stroked her daughter's head gently again.

"Hilya has big dreams of ummi, Hilya wants after the completion of education later, Hilya can build and develop an education based on Islam in this village, thankfully Hilya can build pesantren," explained Hilya.

"Hilya wants Hilya science to benefit the ummi," he added with a voice still shrouded in sadness.

Seen Hajjah Halimah's soft hand grasping his daughter's fingers.

"By getting married, your knowledge can also be useful kok son, you can educate your children later." Hajjah Halimah tries to give her spirit.

Hilya, a beautiful and smart girl whose name means this jewelry, has a big dream. He wants to build his village after graduating from his S2 education later.

Initially, Hilya was very happy when she received a Graduate education scholarship at Khartoum International Institute For Arabic Language Sudan. But his dream of studying abroad has now been dashed, when his brother without a negotiation has determined the date of his marriage to a man he does not know at all.

"Listen to ummi boy! For the problem of your dream of building an education in this village, you do not need to worry. Your husband's candidate is a rich man, he must be able to wake up a school or even a big boarding school like your dream. The starry hotel was just waking up, let alone just a school," Hajjah Halimah said by embracing his daughter's body.

"I mean ummi?"

"Son, your husband is a great businessman, a successful businessman, he has built many houses and high-rise buildings in the city. As in our city today, you know that the starry building is still in the construction stage in the middle of the city, it's your future husband who handles the construction project."

"I mean ummi, the building that will be used as the mall and the hospital?"

"Yes, right."

"That means he's a rich ummi?"

"Hmmm..." Hajjah Halimah smiled. "Yes, son," he continued with a bowl. "Handsome again" he added.

"What about morality and religion? Did you see those two things before you decided to marry me to her?"

At once Hajjah Halimah quietly did not budge hearing a flat voice from her daughter's mouth. His eyes flickered as if thinking about what answer he was about to give from his daughter's question.

"Ummi sure, your brother must have thought of that, son!" sahut Hajja Halimah patted his daughter on the shoulder and left the girl.

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