Halal Lover

Part 12's

"After you have accepted my love, my heart feels like Qalqalah Kubro. Bouncing hard."

***

"I've decided to accept Alif's proposal, Bi," Nazwa said. I hope it's the right decision. His inner.

He is ready with all the risks that will be borne later.

At this time Ahmad Rashid's extended family was gathering in the family room.

Hearing Nazwa's reply, his brother smiled. "Have you made up your mind?"

Nazwa.

"Abi's actually not pushy in this. Abi and om Hanan only kept our vows long ago" Abinya said.

Nazwa. "This is purely Nazwa's decision, Bi. And Nazwa was not forced to. Perhaps ... with this Nazwa can make Abi happy and can repay a little of Abi's services that are not measured by anything." Nazwa smiled faintly, "because Nazwa realized, Nazwa will not be able to repay all the services that Abi had poured out on Nazwa all this time."

A happy and proud smile emanated from the faces of the two Nazwa parents. It was not in vain that they educated their daughter hard all this time. The result was not disappointing at all.

Ahmad was sure, his little daughter would be a obedient wife later. Solve problems well, be a good mother. Because, although the age of Nazwa is still fairly young to marry, but the maturity that is in Nazwa will help relieve everything.

"Alright, if so Ummi call aunt Ranti first, yes. Surely they are very happy to hear this news," said Ummi Audy spirit and passed to call the family Alif.

On the other hand, Alif who was struggling with his laptop was stopped when he heard a knock on the door from outside his room.

"When are you in, son?"

"Just in, Bun. Unlocked," Alif replied.

Then entered the middle-aged woman who still looks very beautiful. Not to forget, accompanied by his smile that expands like reluctant to fade like laundry.

"Why, Bun?" ask Alif. He turned off his laptop, then sat on the sofa in his room.

Ranti, Alif's mother, sat next to her son. His smile carving really did not fade at all. "So Mother got a call from the Nazwa family. He said, Nazwa accepted your proposal."

The deg!

'Nazwa accepted your proposal'

Between shock and delight, Alif smilingly folded his two lips inwardly holding a smile. He did not expect that this soon the girl would accept him.

But he was also happy. As it turns out, Allah granted all his due during this time. The girl whose name she used to chant on every prostration of her night is now receiving her proposal.

"Oh yes," said Ranti again. "Say Dad, we'll go there tonight. They invited us to have dinner together, while determining the date of your wedding. You're ready, yeah."

"Ready Mother!"

After the death of his mother, he then jumped there and there while clenching his fist into the air many times.

Even though he was happy, he could not describe how happy he felt right now. Like a teenager who just felt in love, but his age was already two-headed even more.

Indeed, many times also Alif said the word 'Alhamdulillah' in his little heart.

***

AS in the main discourse. Tonight, the Diafhakri extended family came to the Nazwa residence.

It's like I can't bear to not always smile. However, he had to hold it in his best power. Nazwa may think of him as a man who is not sane because he always smiles when there is nothing interesting.

Just like Alif, the mother unceasingly showed her happy expression. Then the middle-aged woman pressed the bell.

"Assalamu'alaikum" he said.

Nazwa came out to open the main door, because many times people out there pressed the bell button and said greetings.

"Wa'alaikumussalam."

As soon as the door opened, Nazwa was struck with an unusual sight.

Aliph.

The man was so handsome with a plain white T-shirt covered in a black jacket and pants that were similar in color to the jacket the man was wearing.

"Nazwa," call Ranti's mother.

Nervous. That's the picture of Nazwa's feelings right now.

"Eh? Yes, Aunt. Want to find Ummi with Abi, huh? Come on, come on in."

Mother Ranti smiled warmly, then she stepped in with Alif and her husband.

Nazwa immediately went to his room. It made Alif chuckle in silence.

Funnier. His inner.

"Woi! Deck! Buruan. Aunt Ranti wants to see you!" call Naufal from behind the door.

Nazwa took a breath for a moment. Looking at his appearance in front of the mirror, then stepping down.

All eyes are on one point. Namely; Nazwa. That certainly made him more nervous.

"here, Wa. Sit next to Auntie." The woman patted the empty sofa next to her and Nazwa replied with a smile

Anyway, he's very, very grateful. Because at least, Alif's mother was always warm to him. He thought all matchmaking would always go badly. Like the stories in the novels he often read. But in fact, God's plan is more beautiful than all his expectations so far.

"All I've collected, haven't I?" ahmad-abinya Nazwa. "Then we're straight to the point. So, when will the wedding be?"

Everyone was silent for a moment. Nazwa is also squeezing his handbooks.

"Seusai Nazwa exam, how about, Om?" That male bass voice, makes the heart of Nazwa marathon in the evening.

Huh huh?

'Seusai Nazwa exam'

That quick?

Nazwa thought that the man was very impatient. Read: wedding kebelet.

"Are you sure, Lif?" ask Hanan's father.

Alif nodded very steadily.

"How's Nazwa?" This time Hanan's father turned to asking Nazwa.

"I .. yes, Om. Nazwa is no problem."

In unison everyone in the room uttered 'Alhamdulillah'.

Then they had dinner quietly. Sometimes there is laughter on both sides of the parents. Nazwa? He just kept quiet. Because from earlier, accidentally his eyes always met with the eyes of Alif who glanced at him in between meals.

In fact, a few times their eyes met greatly. However, Alif quickly disconnected the eye contact. He knows it's not time yet.

***

"GUE is not expecting. Turns out the guy you mean is my brother, man?" naufal told Alif.

Now, the two handsome men were sitting on the balcony of Naufal's room.

"Where do I know, Fal." Alif chuckles. "If I knew what I was going to be betrothed to was Nazwa, I'd say 'yes' at that time. It doesn't take a day or so."

"Why don't you tell me you have a perfect sister like Nazwa?" continued.

Naufal. For whatever. Just this time he heard Alif speak long with an expression. Not flat as usual.

"Our face is usually!" Alif throws Naufal with the chips he is about to eat.

"Gue now believes that love can change a person." Naufal shook his head in amazement.

Alif rolled his eyes lazily. "How are you saying your heart has become so bucin yearly."

Jamb.

How do you get hurt, huh?

It felt, Naufal wanted to squeeze the mouth of his best friend but as hard as he could bear. Alif reminded Naufal of that person, again.

"Gue's not a bucin, shucks!"

This time, it was Alif who squeezed Naufal's mouth. "Peach your mouth. I don't want my wife-to-be using that lo crazy language."

"God! I know what's best for my sister!"

"Zorahi."

"Don't believe you?"

"the evidence?"

"I wish I had the blessing to marry my sister."

Alif **** amused smile.

I don't know. It turned out that just hearing his name alone had made his heart jump uncharacteristically.

"Means, you're not directly sure that I'm the best for your sister?"

"So? "

"Lif, but I have to talk seriously with you."

Alif looked at Naufal with horror.

"Why your face, huh?!" sewot Naufal's. "Gue seriously shucks!"

Alif put his face back on. "Yes already. Choke."

Naufal took a breath. "It's not what you see, Lif. Everything must be beyond your brain's intelligence."

"meaning?"

"Ck" decak Naufal. "Nazwa is not as perfect as you think you know."

Then Naufal took a breath. "I don't want to open the disgrace of my beloved sister, ye. But, because your status is now double as her future husband, inevitably, you must know. Because I'm sure Nazwa won't tell himself what else you're new to him."

Alif is still listening faithfully.

"Nazwa was dating."

Deg.

"Three years, man," said Naufal lirih. "Gue had no idea what had happened in the past three years. Clearly, I hate myself for not being able to take care of my only brother from the pit of that great sin."

Alif looked to the side. Staring at Naufal continued to speak.

"Gue felt like he failed to be a good brother to him. Three years I've been fooled." Naufal looked down and laughed.

Until the clap on his shoulder made him look up.

"Lo can't blame yourself, Fal" Alif said. "In this world, there are two things we cannot determine. Destiny and love. We don't know what will happen to us one second from now. And, we also will not know, in whom we will eventually fall in love. Like me." Alif chuckled at the end of his sentence.

"Believe in God. If all that has happened, whether it was in the past or the future has been well designed by Him." Alif raised his head to a sky full of stars. "Gue knows, Fal. Lo is the best sister Nazwa has ever seen. And ... lo is also the best sister-in-law candidate for me."

Naufal throws Alif in a soda can. "Too it's clear! It's Nazwa's brother, it's just me!"

Instead of being angry, Alif laughed. And, just this time Naufal saw Alif laughing without coercion and not engineering.

"So, once you know all this, are you sure you still want to continue?" naufal asked seriously. Because he knew very well, Alif never liked people who violate the commandments of God. Dating for example.

Alif cringing. "Why not?"

Naufal smiled in anguish.

"Gue likes Nazwa for who he is, Fal. I knew it was my first experience falling in love. But I once had a principle. When I have decided to drop my heart on someone, it means that I not only accept the advantages, but also everything that is on that person," Alif explained carving a smile.

Naufal was absolutely gobsmacked. He feels he found the real Alif tonight.

"And .. for me, Nazwa is always perfect in my eyes."

That closing sentence had already explained all the doubts in Naufal's mind. Now, he believes he has released Nazwa to the right man. Inshaa Allah.

"By the way, are you okay if Nazwa marries first?"

Naufal. "What the fuck, Njay! I'm first!"

"Fal, please," decak Alif. "Don't make me procrastinate on everything. I want to quickly be able to take care of Nazwa without any restrictions."

"Gue first shucks! I'm getting married next week!" keukeuh Naufal's.

"Yes?"

"Kepo lo! Look at mingdep." Naufal smiled in a slant.

"Yayayaa. Whatever."

"Quiet down. I am blessed to be with my sister. I believe you can take better care of Nazwa than I have been." Naufal smiled and patted Alif on the shoulder. "Gue believes in you."

Alif smiled broadly. "Thanks." -."

***

AFTER Alif's family came home, Nazwa immediately went up to the second floor to his room.

However, his steps came to a halt at the doorway when someone walked out of Naufal's room, his older brother.

That person is ... Aliph.

What's that guy doing here? Didn't all of his family members go home?

Ah, apparently Alif missed!

Nazwa stared at the spot as well as Alif who stood stiffly when he was about to close the door of Naufal's room.

Their distance was only one meter, the maybe. Because Nazwa and Naufal's rooms are right next door.

Alif smiled sweetly. And a sweet smile was also answered by Nazwa.

The girl quickly went into her room.

"Good night, Nazwa. Slept tight my sweet," Alif murmured very slowly and probably would not be heard by anyone even though it was a mosquito passing by.

Nazwa held onto his chest that was pounding incoherently after making sure the door of his room was closed safely.

What's wrong with her?

He was completely confused by his feelings at this moment. It feels ... random randomness. What else when I see Alif like that.

Surprisingly, despite having been with Raka for three years. His heart was not this tertiary when they were close together.

Then the ringing of the cell phone returned Nazwa to his world.

Acha is calling..

"Hello, assalamu'alaikum, Cha" the first word that came out of Nazwa's mouth.

The girl stepped onto the balcony of her room.

"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. Oy, Wa! How, how?!"

Acha's voice was like screaming. Nazwa slightly kept the phone away from his ear.

"Acha! Don't yell, yell!"

"Hehehe. I'm acutely scared, huh."

"So what, Wa? When did you get married?"

Hearing the phrase 'marriage' makes Nazwa's cheeks slightly meet even though no one knows. Except him and God.

Nazwa silently smiled, though Acha did not know. "Done UNBK I ijab qabul."

"Huh? What, Wa?! I'm not wrong, horrified? Ih, what a pussy!"

"From a date, right. Long time, marriage is not. The sins are yes."

"Yes too. But what about your future husband? Not handsome?"

"Rubber."

"Seriously?!"

"Hm."

"When we meet up. Haha."

Nazwa. "Yes, I'll see you at the wedding."

"Oh, long time, Wa!"

"That's why you brought it, huh. I'm fucking it."

"Huh! Yes, you have rest. Tomorrow is a detailed story! Good night Nazwacuu! Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumussalam."

Tut's.

Breathing was heard again. A second later Nazwa had entered his room.

The girl broke down her slightly tired body. His mind looked back at the figure of Alif who was always circling in his brain. Really am. Nazwa did not expect that he would get married at the age of 18.

Nazwa tilted his body to the right and left. Uneasily. Now that's how he feels. One question that always lingered in his little brain.

Will the marriage always go well until the end?

"Oh!"

Nazwa. He closed his eyes which were heavy now.

Whatever happens. Whether it is now or in the future, Nazwa is convinced, that it is all qadarullah. And he was sure, everything would be fine, because God was always 'There' for him.

Seriate.