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Malik intends to tell his mother about his relationship with Salma as soon as possible. Since none of this can be kept hidden, Malik must ask his parents for their blessing, then ask Salma's parents for permission like he did a few years ago.

Malik doesn't mind that, even though this time he might beg Salma's parents, he will still do it. Malik won't give up, and he's ready to accept whatever Salma's parents say.

“Let's get married.” Malik said, he looked at Salma with a serious and sincere look.

Hearing what Malik said, immediately Salma's heart beat. Although he was currently feeling happy, but there was a hint of pain that he was currently feeling as well. Salma put one hand on her chest.

“What's up?” Malik asked worriedly to see Salma who did not answer his words.

It's not that Salma isn't happy to hear that Malik wants to marry her. He was just afraid that something like two years ago would happen again, Salma was afraid that Malik would not be able to face it and move back away from it.

The pain that Salma had felt began when she found out her parents did not give her blessing to propose to Malik. It was so painful for Salma that she felt helpless. But there was a glimmer of hope back then that made him strong to rise, yes it was Malik. Salma hoped that at that time she could struggle and think of the solution of the problem equally with someone who also felt the same pain. He desperately wanted Malik to be next to him, to give him spirit, and to give him strength. Butwhat? Hope is just a reality that adds to the pain. Malik chose to leave and did not want to fight for his feelings.

Given that it had made him sick, Salma did not want to go back to feeling the same pain. He thinks it's okay to stay like this for a while longer until he sees his parents seem to accept Malik as his life partner.

“Sorry, I don't want us to be rash. Stay like this for a while.” Reply Salma. He is happy with what they are doing now. Meeting every weekend with a sense of calm he thinks is not a bad thing, he does not mind if it stays like this for a long time.

“Salma, I feel not myself like this.” Malik looked at Salma.

Malik had never been in a relationship with anyone before. He only loved Salma besides his family. He was never like this, he never came to a woman, then sat together to spend the weekend like now. Although he felt happy, but there was a sense that made him feel uncomfortable, he felt guilty for having done things that were not justified by religion.

“I love you, I want to take care of you.” Malik continued, he had already felt this way since a few weeks ago. But seeing Salma who seemed happy when she was with him, made him continue to undo his intentions. This time Malik tried to vent.

“Sorry, I made you like this.” Salma realizes Malik is a sholeh man. He felt ashamed for being so presumptuous to ask Malik to keep coming to see him.

“No, it's my decision too.” Malik doesn't want Salma to feel guilty about him.

Although Malik felt uncomfortable when he met Salma with this situation, but the discomfort was not comparable to his happiness. The sense of happiness that Malik felt was much greater. Sitting with someone he loves like this is a wishful thinking he always thinks of when he is not with Salma.

Salma looked at Malik with shame, she forgot about what was good and what was not good. He only thought about his momentary happiness.

“We now realize, what we are doing this is not the most appropriate.” Malik lowered his gaze.

“Let's fix it. I want to pick you up in the best possible way. May God make our way easier and we are always given the strength to keep going on the right path.” Malik.

Salma feels very lucky to love Malik who is someone who takes care of her. “I need someone like you.” Salma.

After a while, Salma remembered one thing that made her curious about Malik's opinion on one thing. He also dared to ask.

“Malik, may I ask before I go.” Salma looked at Malik for a moment, then returned to his gaze.

Seeing Salma's sudden change in behavior, Malik smiled. She felt Salma was really the type of woman she wanted, Salma was as thoughtful as she was so she didn't have to say much to make Salma understand what she meant.

“Bby.” Malik replied briefly.

“If we get married, will you allow me to keep working?” Salma asked, she had been curious about this for a long time.

“If you want it, I won't ban.” Answer Malik.

“Really?” Salma tried to convince.

“Of course. You've worked hard to achieve your goals, I don't want to make you have to quickly lose it.” Malik then smiled

“Yeah.” Salma could not cover her pleasure. Salma covered her mouth to slightly cover up the happy expression she could not hide.

“Good.” Salma.

Although with a heavy heart Salma left Malik who was one of the sources of his happiness, but he realized maybe this was the best thing he could do. He believed Malik was someone sincere. He believes Malik will come in the best way.

In Salma's passing steps leaving her first love, she prays. “Yes Allah, please help us, please let us together in one bond that you ridhoi.” Salma looked at the sun that was blinding her gaze, in her heart she hoped, her life would be as bright as this blinding sun. Salma smiles realizing she loves someone right, someone sincere, someone she believes can lead her to become someone better.

Malik had just turned to look at Salma after Salma felt far enough away from him. For a moment it felt like he stopped Salma and said ‘mari together soon’, but he realized. What he said and what Salma had just done that left him was the best thing they could do. “I have to be patient to get something big and I have to try harder for something amazing.” Her thought. After finishing his drink, Malik also went home.

While advancing his bike, Malik thought what action he would do. He thought about going back to ask his mother for permission first. “Bismilah.” He murmured with spirit.