
For 5 years Shahilla was in London, Shahilla had to keep her promise to her parents who had to return home and approve the proposal of a man who had been chosen by her two parents.
In the morning in London Shahilla was remembered about his promise.
"Yes Pa . . Shahilla still remembers Shahilla's promise, yes . . Later that night Shahilla left, already, Shahilla bought Mama calm aja, he he he Shahilla also did not wait to miss - kangeen with Papa and Mama, yes Assalamualaikum".
After saying goodbye to his neighbors not except Mam Aisyah who lives in front of his apartment, Shahilla also left the apartment and the city of London that will surely be missed.
During the almost 13-hour journey Shahilla from London to her hometown of Medan. Shahilla walked out of the international arrival gate while pushing the troly with her luggage piled up.
Shahilla looked around the ground floor KNA area looking for a figure who would pick herself up who was none other than her parents. Shahilla did not find her parents and walked out of the building thinking her parents might still be on their way to KNA.
As usual, even though it has been many years, and the age is increasing but the habit never disappears, the habit is still inherent in Shahilla.
Shahilla accidentally took off her right shoe and realized it.
Shahilla's eyes are wildly looking for her shoes that go nowhere.
Before long a man knelt before him. Shahilla was shocked and looked at the man whose face was invisible because he was bowed. The man shoved Shahilla's shoes and showed her face looking at Shahilla's figure whose eyes were clearly shocked.
The man smiled at Shahilla and . . . .
"The Assalamualaikum Cinderella Ninja ".
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Flash Back . . .
Restu/ "I came here to ask permission to Om to apply for Om's son, Shahilla".
The middle-aged man, aka Papa Shahilla, was surprised for a moment and smiled while patting Restu on the shoulder.
"Sorry son Restu, you're too late ". Her words.
Restu/ "Slow?, Om Shahilla means already . . . ".
Papa/ "Ouh no, Shahilla hasn't, Om you mean late it's because his Shahilla has gone to London, he was sent as a substitute lecturer there for 5 years,,, he said,, let's just say you came early Shahilla must not be leaving for London, hmm then Om said you were late".
Restu/ "No word late Om, I'll wait for Shahilla until she finishes her assignment there".
Papa/ "Are you sure?, 5 years ago".
Restu/ "In Sha ALLAH I'm sure Lillahhi Taala Om ".
Papa/ "Yes if you are sure, Om accept your application for Shahilla. But Om won't tell Shahilla about this as long as she's there, because Om is afraid that Shahilla will not focus on what else Shahilla is alone there and Om also can not tell the events of you and Aina".
Restu/ "Yes Om, I accept Om's decision, listen to Om".
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The atmosphere in the residence of Mr. Razaq boisterous full of happiness. The whole house is so beautiful and luxurious with shades of white bone. The relatives are ready - ready charmingly to welcome the arrival of the groom.
Shahilla who was so nervous sat gracefully in front of her dressing table.
"Assalamualaikum Aunty Ninja he he he". Aina and Reynan surprise Shahilla from behind.
"Cr . . . Waalaikumussalam his little hotshot Aunty's a handsome". Shahilla turned her head towards them and pinched Reynan's cheek.
Reynan/ "Aunty Ninja pretty kayi (Beauty times her intent)".
Aina/ "Ouuuhhht . . .". The plus gemez.
"Ma Shay ALLAH nak . . . Listen to Reynan, kiss his aunty here first ".
Shahilla is getting gnarled with Reynan kissing her forehead.
The time has arrived where the groom is already in a place that has been arranged by the WO to hold the wedding.
Mr. Penghulu, witnesses and family members are ready, not to die the journalists who flock ready to take their best photos
Shahilla was getting nervous and could not be separated holding the hands of Aina and Dewi.
"Bismillahirrohmanirrohiim . . . I accepted Shahilla Az-Zahra Razaq's marriage with the dowry paid in cash". With a loud and one breath the owner of the melodious voice that was none other than Restu uttered a pledge that was so sacred.
"Well . . ? Sah . . ?". Mr. Penghulu asked all the witnesses.
And with his spirit they spoke.
"WELL".
"Alhamdulillahirobbil'alaamiin . . . ". The chief continued his prayer.
Tension and nervousness break into a sense of happiness and haru. Soon Shahilla was invited out of the room to sit with Restu, and sign the one that must be signed.
Gently Shahilla stepped her legs one by one climb the stairs and was held captive by the Goddess. Nervous?, definitely.
Restu turned towards Shahilla with a happy smile but blushed with embarrassment.
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"Yes . . . Let the prayer take care and take care of the best, because the sincerity we discuss with your Lord is good. There will be a time when we reap the sweet fruits of the surrender and patience that we have worked for. And now GOD has given that time and the promise of GOD is true".
"My Cinderella Ninja"
Tops . . . .