Bidadari Special

Chapter 2

Time went on, one week Hilya was at her house, and five days were her wedding day.

There is a busy life in the middle of the Hilya family house, the most luxurious house in Kemuning Village, a village not far from the beach where Hilya was born.

The breeze of the afternoon wind in Kemuning Village made a witness to the heartbreak of Hilya. The beautiful girl is still shrouded in a million sorrows and disappointments, having to give up her dream of continuing her S2 education in a neighboring country.

"Hilya! Phone's up!" hajjah Halimah exclaimed with Hilya's mobile phone lying on the family room table.

Hilya who was then standing beside the window of her room instantly came out towards the voice that called out to her.

Hilya immediately grabbed the phone from her umminya hand and picked up the phone.

"Assalamualaikum!"

Hilya stepped into her room as she received the call.

Hajjah Halimah's eyes seemed suspicious of his daughter's unwillingness to take the call in front of him.

Hajjah Halimah's feet began to step towards her daughter's room, her ears began to expand trying to hear her daughter's conversation with a man who had just called her.

"Ummy! Why are you standing there?" hilya asked who accidentally saw her umminya standing behind the door.

"Hmmm..." Hajjah Haliman grimaced. "Who called you?" tanyanya then while walking closer to Hilya.

"Ustadz Ilyas," Hilya answered briefly.

"Why call you?"

"Ask the preparation of Hilya's departure to Sudan."

"Continue?"

"Yes Hilya said that Hilya would get married and have to give up the scholarship opportunity." Hilya said it in a soft voice while showing a face full of sadness.

"Oooh, ummi what do you think you're talking about" said Ummi Hilya with a smile of relief.

"What do Ummis think?"

"Ummi is afraid you love other men and think of running away from a marriage that has been abah and ummi prepared."

"God almah ummi, why ummi think Hilya is that low, no matter how disappointed Hilya's heart, Hilya can not embarrass abah and ummi."

"Iya ummi believe," Hajja Halimah said by grabbing her daughter's fingers and taking her to the bed. "Ummi's happy you have nothing to do with Ustadz Ilyas."

"I mean ummi?"

Hilya's two eyebrows instantly fused together.

"Ustadz Ilyas was Hilya's lecturer in the ummi pesantren, he already had a wife, and had five children, his age was also the same age as abah, so where could Hilya have a relationship with ustadz Ilyas."

"Oooh, sorry! Ummi was wrong!" sahut umminya later. "I'm sorry, son!" continued.

"Mmmm..." Hilya nodded with her face still bent.

"Son, honestly ummi is very happy, it turns out there is no man in your heart," Hajjah Halimah said by embracing his daughter.

"There's ummi?"

"Who?"

"Change," Hilya replied with a teasing smile.

"You are this." Hajjah Halimah immediately patted Hilya's arm. "Already, now you take a shower, and a beautiful dress! Because your future husband will come this afternoon" Hajjah Halimah said later.

Hilya was silent. The smile that had just been smeared on his face suddenly faded away. He seems to be back in grief.

"Hilya, believe me equally abah and ummi, abah and ummi cannot choose a mate for you. The man named Setya is very handsome. Who ummi heard he was a big businessman. It's cool for your future husband" said Hajjah Halimah by embracing his daughter's body again. "Have a shower! Ummi is sure after meeting with your future husband, you will definitely fall in love with him," said Hajjah Halimah as she left her room.

Hilya took a deep breath after the forty-two-year-old woman came out from her room.

There is a curiosity in Hilya's heart towards her future husband. Soon she cleaned herself in the bathroom, and after that she sat down at her study desk started to crunch her laptop. Hilya thought that if the man she mentioned was a big businessman, surely his name and picture would be easy to find on social media.

And finally after a few minutes of concentrating in front of the laptop, Hilya found an answer.

"Agung Satya Adiwijaya the owner of Agung Wijaya group, one of the successful young entrepreneurs, at the age of 28 years he has been..." Hilya read an article that she reported from a business magazine on the google application on her laptop. Hilya thought about whether the man might be her future husband.

"Anya? What does this man mean Ummi? It seems unlikely, this man is a young executive and lives in the capital, where maybe he proposed to a girl who comes from the countryside very far from the big city."

Hilya began to ask and answered the curiosity in her heart.

"Hilya!"

Suddenly the voice of Hajjah Halimah broke Hilya's daydream.

"Yes ummi." Hilya shut her laptop as she walked into Hilya's room.

"Let's hurry your future husband has come!" said the woman.

"Mmmm..." Hilya nodded with a smile.

Hilya also immediately tidied the hijab she was wearing, hijab syar'i color toska that looks in line with the dress she was wearing.

"What a beautiful princess ummi!" praise Hajjah Halimah by looking at her daughter's pretty face in front of the mirror.

Hilya, a clean white girl with a height of 159 centimeters, won a beautiful look wearing clothes of any color.

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