Halal Me With Your Parent's Ridho

Halal Me With Your Parent's Ridho
1. New Hope



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"take my Rina first yes, afraid later on"


"yes, will I take you to the terminal ?"


"Don't have to mba later mbak awaited bodyguard shoot again" said dance while grimacing, yes mba Rina my friend one job with me.


"She, there's still a meeting"


"no wonder I want to go back to the dorm first, take the hp charger"


It's Sunday night, the night she used to come home to see her parents. Because the clock has shown at 4 pm so he hastened once because the vehicle will rarely go to his house. Seemed a happy face on the face of the girl the face of her mother who always smiled and her father who always gave warmth always imagined in his mind. In a hurry he swung his footsteps to go to the front of the alley to wait for the transport that took him to the terminal. But because his small body was as wide as any step it still took a long time, and in the end he arrived in front of the alley. Shortly after an angkot had passed, with a smile she waved her small hand to dismiss the angkot.


"Alhamdulillah, finally" Tari said as she stepped into the angkot


"Assalamualaikum bang" Tari said to the angkot driver


"Walaikumsalam" the angkot driver replied with a clear response because there were rarely passengers who entered the angkot while saying greetings.


"where are you going ?"ask the driver


"terminal bang" replied Short and dense dance because he did not like telephoto


It does not take long finally Taripun to its destination in a terminal. With his small footsteps he walked down the terminal that looks very busy understandably because tonight tonight is Sunday night must be a lot of people who want to go home. It has been a long dance to turn around to find a bus that takes him to his destination but did not see the bus when the time has shown at 17:15 and it was very late in the afternoon. With a heart riled up Tari stepped towards the bus that looks about to depart, his heart was very troubled between riding or not.


"Bismilbornrahmanirrahim" I must be able to, lirih Tari encouraged herself to go to the bus.


With a step that is not so sure he stepped closer to the bus, already seen cold sweat out on his thin, his footsteps began to squash, he said, his leg bones seemed unable to support his small body right in front of the entrance of the bus his footsteps stopped with a pushy look he stared at the bus. He saw the writing of the bus HARAPAN BARU more or less so his writing


His heart was still raging with his feelings of the past that he had tried to bury began to rush out.


"astaghfirullah" his mouth kept saying the word and repeatedly tried to neutralize his heart and mind .


Samar - faintly heard the sound of the bus's clutch calling passengers to get on immediately because the bus was about to leave, it did not change what he was doing.


He was still calming his heart and mind, appearing once in turmoil from his heart.


Without realizing there was someone who looked at him carefully, trying to understand what exactly the little girl was doing that made him also stopped when the goal he would get on the bus. With a certain step he approached the little girl and drew closer, as they were about a meter away his heart beat so fast that he was so sorry for her. With a little courage he tried the little girl


"Mba," he said as he patted the girl on the shoulder


But the girl did not budge at all, but her sobbing even sounded louder with her mouth still privileged. The person was stunned by the situation, his heartbeat getting louder and more irregular in his mind raging about what was really happening but with certainty he grabbed the girl's hand and said


"Mba let's go in, let me help you" her voice was firm but very soft


Without realizing it, the hand dance that holds it is able to calm the turmoil in his heart and mind, without being commanded by the tiny body following the footsteps of someone who is so firmly in front of him. With his eyes he still muttered without opening those eyes and just following the hand that held it.


Eventually the bus left the terminal for its destination, an unusual sight was seen on the back of the bench with the girl bowed with her eyes closed while her mouth was constantly beristighfar seemed to sit next to him a handsome young man with cheeks who always grasped the girl's hand with affectionately.


Before long, the bus was stopped because there was a traffic jam that occurred so long either what happened in front there that surely this will make the bus stop for a long time.


"Sir, this must drink first" a voice broke the silence, while thrusting the mineral water that was nailed to his bag.


But the girl didn't budge at all,


"yeah already mbak if not want, mbak but this time it must be answered yes" he said slowly with a smile.


"i went down in the sub-district of S maz, in the T-junction of P"


"ok, mbak later I will tell mbaknya when it is near" as a review of the smile on the sweet lips with dimples that always follow.


It did not feel adzan isya reverberating, very loud because at that time the bus was right next to a mosque with congestion that still could not be decomposed


"astaghfirullah azim thing, it's so" his cleavage opened his eyes and how shocked he was when the first thing he saw was his clasped hand. With lightning fast he tried to pull the tannganngan, he,


"sorry mas, I'm sorry" he said lirih trying to digest everything that happened.


"yes, I'm not papa, how do you feel good ?" ask her in a soft voice.


"sampun maz, sorry ngeh" he said again.


"no papa mba, drink this first so that the situation gets better" he said while extending his hand holding a bottle of mineral water.


"thank you maz," as his hand reached for the water, his gaze turned to the hand that offered the drink and he saw a black-scented hand and a wooden bracelet that resembled a tasbih with the background of his trousers .......


Finally after approximately 30 minutes of the incident the bus drove away from the traffic jam, but the road was not as smooth as usual because it was tonight on Sunday night. The two men were still drifting in their own daydreams. Likewise Tiara with a mood and mind that had begun to calm he was again closed with his head still down just mouth movements that seemed to mumble so cool with and as if making love with the divine Kalam he was reciting.


What an incredible sight for the man next to him, with a questionable look he looked at the little girl, why the originally very depressed face was now so calm as if 2 nothing happened, but it did not happen for long because now there was a small stuffing sound that made the man's heart pound again.


"it's been, don't be forced" he said as he tried to hold the hand back, but quickly the hand refused.


"sorry maz, we are not mahram" he said


"god willing, I will justify you"


the word just slid from his mouth without realizing it


hearing the word, Tari shook more and more unconsciously and said.


"indeed, I do not deserve to be pardoned" accompanied by a so heart-wrenching sobbing.


"but it is not appropriate that inappropriate is the above business, is not the soul mate a reflection of ourselves ?" ask her with a firm voice.


"my maz really isn't as good as I thought"


"let God bear witness to my promise"


And immediately the situation turned to be very quiet, even though the situation on the bus was crowded with crowds of people because it was true that every Sunday night the bus would always be crowded with passengers heading to its hometown.


After 25 minutes passed finally a loud voice said.


"third P, T-junction P come near the preparation door"


It did not take long Dari rushed to stand from his seat and to the back door which was close to his seat. Unwittingly left something on the bus, only the shadows of the faces of his mother and father were on him because it was 8 pm not usually come home this night.


"Alhamdulillah" finally arrived he also said cirih.


"astaghfirullah" not long after the word emerged from the little girl's lips, she realized that she had left something on the bus.


seriate......


hello brother all this my first writing may be pleasing in the heart of brother all yes, 🤗🤗🤗