Dad For Aisyah

Ta'aru.

"Ab, tomorrow we come to Aslihah's house, his mother said this afternoon Lihah with her son home" said Mr. Umar. Pak Umar intended to match Abu with Liha for helping orphans.

"Dad not I refuse, but if I marry Aslihah for a helpful reason, but in the end I am not a good husband, it will only increase the sins of Father," subtly reject the Ashes.

"Don't make Ab an excuse, why do I mean to betroth you, because I'm fully confident that you can protect both." Mr. Umar expectantly.

Abu did not answer, arguing with the father would not win if it was about kindness.

"Your father is right Ab, marry the woman who is already in armala status. It is important that your intention is to protect and provide properly because of Allah" said Ifah.

"Later to pray Istikharah first Ma'am, ask for directions" Abu relented

"I'm resting, Dad... Mother. It's night"

"Well, think carefully Ab, lest you regret, we also want to rest" said Mr. Umar.

Ash walked into the room with an erratic mind. Married to Liha? Married to Liha? the thought filled Abu's brain.

Ash threw down his body with his hands. He could have taken his father's advice to marry Liha. Abu knew father would not make his son miserable. However, how about a tomboyish girl?

Oh Allah...

During this new life Abu was faced with two equally heavy choices. Ask if Abu loves Mede? Sure didn't! Pity is the most appropriate name. But the sincerity of Madah made the heart of Abu for two years was not willing to open the heart to other women in the hope of loving Medah, although that love was not present in the heart of Abu until now.

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In the morning after dawn the birds chirped in the trees around the smallest stilt house among the houses. Black eyes stared out the window of the room, but nothing was seen yet. The time has not shown at 5 am, it is still dark. The morning wind hit the face of nan ayu, long strayed hair. Of course even though opening the hijab no one saw.

Gredeek...

The beautiful woman opened the window even wider for fresh air to enter. He looked back at his daughter still in a deep sleep.

"Cup" the woman kissed her daughter's face. Fix the blanket before finally going to the kitchen.

"Have you prayed Liha?" Ask a 45-year-old mother who is lighting a stove to boil water.

"Already Bun... What do you want to cook? How many vegetables?" Liha stared at the vegetables in the slap and there was meat as well. Not usually ma'am Beautiful cooking meat if there is no event. Of course it is different when there is still a father cooking food like this is not a luxury cuisine because the late father Aslihah a contractor friend Pak Umar.

"Lihaa... As I talked about yesterday, the family of Mr. Umar will be in touch later, son," said Mr. Indah diplomatis.

"Mother.. I told you, I don't want to get married yet for now" Aslihah said. Being married to a single man makes you think twice. Will he be able to love his daughter? That is what Liha considered.

"Lihaa... I know, surely you're thinking if Abu could love Aisyah that's what you mean?" beautiful Mom seemed to know what Liha was thinking. "Don't worry Liha, I know who Abu is, '" Ms. Lovely assured.

Both of them were silent bu Indah continued cooking while Aslihah helped.

Her afternoon.

"Assynoltom..."

"Goddessalam..."

Mr. Umar, and ifah's mother has arrived, followed Abu behind. Bu Indah welcomed her guests with a smile.

"Consideration" said Ms. Indah.

"Thank you" Ifa finally entered with her husband and Abu.

"Ais... Do you live here?" abu took Aisha.

"Yes Om, this is Grandma Ais's house" said Ais.

"Do you know each other?" ask grandma and Ifah at the same time.

"Grandmother.This is Om Abu" Ais pointed at Abu's chest with his left hand while his right hand embraced Abu. The three old men looked at each other.

"We met at the airport the other day, ma'am..." Abu.

"Oh, why don't you tell Grandma?" ask the lovely lady to Ais.

"Forgot..." Ice dropped its head on Abu's chest. Invite laughter.

"Yes Allah.until you forget, please sit down Sir.. Ma'am.." say ma'am Beautiful.

"Thank you.." Everyone then sat on the mat that has been named by the Beautiful mom. They talked lightly before speaking seriously. While Abu Miftah was busy listening to the chattering of Ice, sometimes terbahak.

The beautiful hijab woman just came out of the kitchen while carrying a tray of who else if not Aslihah. He walked leisurely towards the mat laying drinks in that place.

"Liha," said Ifa and Umar together.

"Mr... Mum..." Salim bu Ifah's hand.

"You're getting prettier." Ifah smiled.

"Thank you, Mom..."

"Umma.. This is Om who I chelated on kemalin," said Ais still sitting on the lap of Abu story with a cast of slurred language .

Liha looked at Abu's face and vice versa. Both think. Oh... So this guy, who's gonna be paired with me? Liha looked down to serve drinks one by one.

While Abu actually still remembers Liha's face when SMK used to be, because Liha's younger classmate is a friend of Rembulan. But Abu did not pay attention to Liha because what was always Abu the lyrics to me was the Moon. Turns out she's prettier. Abu then lowered his gaze.

"Please drink Ma'am... Sir.." said Liha.

"Thank you Liha" Mr. Umar sipped tea drinks that are popular with the Indonesian people.

Liha finally sat down to join the two families in a circular position. Mr. Umar expressed his good intentions to propose to Liha.

"Liha...we talked about this to Abu and Abu agreed then what about you?" Mr. Umar wants a direct answer from Aslihah.

Aslihah took a deep breath. In his face the handsome man in front of him who was holding Iis. Drawing happiness on the face of Ice. Liha's heart melted slightly. Moreover, Ais was playing the man's beard in a twisted way. But strangely the man seemed happy to be treated that way.

"Actually at this time I only want to focus on Aisyah Pak, if I may propose let us ta'aruf first" Liha replied.

"I agree, Dad..." Abu answered with passion.

"Your ideas are good, but don't you live here only a week Abu?" Ask Umar.

"Father is right, within a week let us know each other," concluded Abu. The meeting of two families has been completed, Mr. Umar also resigned.

"Of... Om don't go home... Here you are, "Aisyah held Abu's hand when she wanted to move.

...SERIATE....