HALAL LOVER (Already Published )

Section 4

That afternoon, at about 13:30 Azizah was reading a book in her room.When she was busy reading, there came the sound of someone knocking on the door and Azizah immediately stopped reading, she put on her hijab and opened the door.

"Mk." Azizah opened the door.

"O Allah is Azizah, why are you not ready?" Umy Fatimah went into Azizah's room.

"Prepare My? where are we going?" Look at the wonder of Uminya.

"Oh my goodness, Azizah, have you forgotten? this day Sir Haryo wants to come here."

"Sir Haryo?"

"Dear, jaudah now you get ready quickly. Beautiful dandan, umy here you should be ready yah."

Umy Fatimah smiled and left Azizah, Azizah was silent. She did not believe that she would meet her future husband, Azizah, sitting on her bed.

"Oh my God, why so fast? I am not ready, O Allah" said Azizah.

Meanwhile, out there Haryo had come with his wife, Fatimah welcomed them with joy and they entered and were welcome to sit down. Meanwhile Azizah was ready and just waited for his umyya to call him. Azizah looked at herself in a mirror and spoke to herself.

"Azizah, soon you will become a wife and you should be able to accept your husband later and obey him even though you do not love him."

Azizah sighed, Fatimah opened the door of Azizah's room.

"Azizah, are you ready, son?"

Azizah turned her head and Fatimah approached Azizah who was sitting in her dressing chair.

"are you ready, baby?" Looking at Azizah, Azizah nodded and smiled and they left.

Fatimah came with Azizah in the middle room. Where, there was already Haryo and Aminah, Azizah kissed the hands of Pak Haryo and Umi Aminah and Azizah sat down but her heart wondered where the male figure would be the priest? is this middle-aged man in front of him the future priest? but Azizah immediately wrote her words in her heart.

no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Beliaukan Pak Haryo.

Azizah sighed for a moment and the conversation was started by the words of Mr. Haryo.

"oiyah, I'm sorry we only came together because Ghibran was busy on campus. So, he can't come here" Mr. Haryo explained, starting the conversation.

Sontak Azizah was very surprised when she heard the name of Pak Haryo's son mentioned earlier. Azizah muttered in her heart.

Ghibran, what?! why is the name the same, is the person the same? may this not be the strange Ghibran guy. But, if so, how? no, no, no, that can't happen.

Umy Fatimah smiled, then said. "Oh, it's okay, Mom, we understand. Oiya please drink the tea Mas, jeng."

Pak Haryo and Umi Aminah smiled, then drank tea served by umy Fatimah.

"Oh yes, if you are curious about the face of Ghibran. We brought the photo anyway, this please look so don't be too curious."

Umi Aminah presents a photo to umy Fatimah.

"Subhanallah is very handsome, Azizah try to see your future husband is very handsome dear." umy Fatimah showed Azizah a photograph. However, Azizah only smiled and did not see him in the slightest.

"Dad umy, later. Better to see the guy right away, right? after all, Azizah just wants to see her later if we're married, it'll be better."

Umy Fatimah just smiled, as well as Pak Haryo and Umi Aminah. Then, umy Fatimah returned the photo back.

"It seems, we should have said goodbye to Fatimah" said Mr. Haryo.

"Dad, we will talk about their wedding date later, later on" continued Umi Aminah, smiling.

"Alright, thank you for coming" Umy Fatimah smiled.

Pak Haryo and Umi Aminahpun say goodbye. Umy Fatimah and Azizah drove forward, they both got into the car and left.

Elsewhere, Ghibran was walking in a hurry and disregard for people who were also walking. So that he accidentally collided with a girl who was none other than Aisyah, the person he admired all this time. The books that Aisyah had brought were falling apart and the two of them immediately cleaned up the books. Ghibran continued to look at Ayesha's face without being met by Ayesha. Meanwhile, Aisyah was busy tidying up the books.

"You are, if you walk carefully dong. Don't growl like that" said Aisyah a little annoyed.

Ghibran said nothing, he was still engrossed in his view of Aisha. Aisyah began to wonder why Ghibran was silent. Aisyah raised her face, and she saw Ghibran looking at her. Aisyah waved her hand in front of Ghibran's face.

"Hey, hello. You hear me?" ask the girl, wave your hand.

The ghibran just came out of his sight.

"Astagfirallahaladzim, what was I doing?" lirih Ghibran.

The ghibran immediately got up, stood followed by Aisha.

"Are you okay?" ask Aisyah.

Ghibran shook his head, then said. "I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry." Ghibran left, but not for how long he returned to Aisha.

"Oh yes, sorry I was accidentally," he continued, then immediately left and Aisyah just kept quiet and left with a smile on her face.

The ghibran left with his motor speeding so fast. Not long after, he arrived at his home and immediately got off his motorbike and went into the house.

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

Ghibran's steps stopped when he heard the voice, then he immediately turned his head and it turns out there is a man Haryo who sits while reading the newspaper.

"Aby, is aby home?" ghibran asked a little clumsy.

Ghibran immediately approached his father and kissed his father's hand.

"Ghibran thought, aby will be there for a long time," he continued to stand in front of the aby.

Mr. Haryo just smiled, Umi Aminah came while carrying a cup of tea and kept it on the table.

"Have you come home, son?" ask the Umi while throwing a smile.

"Just now my," replied Ghibran.

"Here dear, sit near umy." umy Aminah smiled as she patted the empty sofa beside her. Ghibran approached his mother and sat down beside her

"It looks, umy's very happy. What's up umy?" ask Ghibran curious.

"Dear, umy was so happy. Because, soon the umy child will become a priest," said the umy with a smile on his face as well as Pak Haryo.

"You know son? your wife-to-be is very beautiful. And umy see, she seems like a good and good woman," continued Aminah happy.

Ghibran was silent, he could not say anything just a bitter smile shown from his handsome face. However, keep trying to look happy also in front of both parents.

Ghibran sighed then threw his smile.

"Umy and aby's choice was the best one for me. If it's like that, it's in line with what we expect" Ghibran said, a bit of a lie.

"Oh yes dear, the name of your future wife is Nurazizah fatimahtunnazwa. Beautiful is his name? well according to the man." Umi Aminah smiled as well as Pak Haryo.

"Yes, Ghibran wants to go to the room first." Ghibran got up from his seat and went to his room.

Elsewhere, Aisyah was smiling herself in her room. He was thinking about the incident when he collided with a ghibran.

"Why did the Ghibran keep looking at me? is he. aahh impossible. He's cold as a woman, can he fall in love too? but her behavior was so strange. What happened to the Ghibran?" said the girl was curious.

"But, if he's like that means what I've been feeling all this time don't clap dong's hands," he muttered in his heart.

Aisyah smiled happily, bell's voice sounded. Aisyahpun out of his room, then went to the front door. Aisha opened the door immediately.

"Azizah, come on in."

Azizah went in, they sat down on the couch and Aisha went to make a drink. Not long after, he returned with a glass of water.

"Byok drink first Zah, let's calm down a little." Aisyah offered Azizah a drink.

Azizah drank the drink.

"You why Zah?" asked Aisyah confused.

Azizah placed the glass on the table and took a slow breath and exhaled.

"So, Pak Haryo's family came to the house" Azizah said slowly.

"Oh, yeah? Then, have you met your future husband?" kira Aisyah's. Azizah shook her head.

"Lho, why?" continued Aisyah, feeling a little confused.

"So, he couldn't attend. There's only a photo of doang."

"Keep how?"

"I don't see, it's just umy who's looking," said the girl uninspired.

"Why?" asked Aisyah confused.

"I am not ready Shah" Azizah replied, bowed sadly.

"Why, you didn't just say the same umy you. If you are not ready to get married," suggested Aisha, looking at Azizah who was still bowed.

"I don't want to make umy disappointed Shah, after all this will from aby. So, I can not refuse," said Azizah resigned.

Aisyah sighed, then patted Azizah's arm slowly.

"Prophey well zah," Aisyah smiled, as did Azizah while raising her face.

Aisha continued to give Azizah enlightenment. Well, even though Azizah's little heart could not fully accept the matchmaking.

O Allah, give the servant strength. The girl was in his heart.

Azizah who had been daydreaming, did not realize that Aisyah from earlier called him continuously.

"Azizah, don't think too much about it. You have to believe it, and I'm sure your umy choice is the best one for you" Aisyah said, encouragingly.

"Aamiin's." Azizah smiled knot.

"Oh, yes Zah. I accidentally collided with a Ghibran on campus, and you know what happened?"

"What's? It seems that you are very happy," asked Azizah curiously, slightly teasing her best friend.

"Ahh, you're Zah. No, just ordinary," replied Aisyah a little embarrassed and without her noticing, she smiled knot.

"Keep, why are you smiling?" Azizah Goda.

"Now, it's easy to smile," elak Aisyah while grinning.

Azizah just smiled at the behavior of her best friend one, who looks so happy like a person who is in love.

"I'm weird Zah, why does Ghibran keep seeing me?"

"Perhaps, she likes you" Azizah chirped and made Ayesha surprised.

"Huh, like? No way ahh, when he likes women like me gini," said Aisyah in disbelief.

Azizah turned her head and sat opposite Aisha while holding both her shoulders.

"Why is it impossible? Aisyah, you are beautiful, kind, friendly, polite, diligent, can salute, know about religion, and you are also hijab. So, there is no reason for a man to not like you. Especially a Ghibran, he was amazed by you. Me too, if I were a man I would be just like him, too" Azizah smiled as she touched Aisyah's sharp nose.

"Ahh, you're too much Zah. In fact, I'm far from perfect and about Ghibran maybe it's just my feeling."

"So you like Ghibran Shah?" tanya Azizah. Aisyah's cheeks started to turn red.

"Admit it, if you like him. Ungkapin Shah, later hunted the same people you know," continued Azizah gave advice.

"Ahh, what the hell are you Zah." Aisyah blushed in embarrassment and Azizah continued to tease Aisyah.

Elsewhere, Ghibran was in his room and recalled the incident when he collided with Aisyah.

'If the road look around dong, do not growl so.'

The shadow continued to overshadow in the brain memory of that handsome young man. Ghibran took a picture in a drawer and he kept looking at it. The other is a photo of Aisyah.

"Oh God, why did you give this taste to me? If only later, I couldn't be with him. This feeling is getting bigger, I have to how God?" Ghibran continued to look at Aisyah's photos continuously.

"Aisha, if only you knew about my feelings. I'm sorry Aisyah, because I'm too cowardly. Even though we can't be together, I hope you get the best companion for you. I love you and I'm willing to let you go" Ghibran said, exhaling harshly.

Meanwhile, Aisyah was still thinking about Ghibran as well as the incident last afternoon.

O God, if You allow me to be with him, unite us in a bond of love that You have longed for. But if not, give me the sincerity to let go.

muttering inwardly, Aisha stared at the stars in the beautiful sky shining brightly.