I Turned Him in a Third Night

Part 13 | Me, You, Us

"When a servant hands over everything to the creator of Allah SWT, it is no longer the hand of man that extends his help, but the hand of God Himself that comes near."

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A beautiful girl looks busy struggling with various kinds of files that accumulate on her desk. Yes, the girl is Zihan who is finishing the work that his father gave, because it just so happens that today Zihan did not go to work in the library. So, he took the time to work at his father's place.

The sound of knocking on the door made Zihan slightly raise his head. "Lake in."

"There's a guest, Han," said Tasya secretary.

Zihan smiled kindly towards Tasya. "Who? Yaudah told him to come in, Mba," and then he went back to work again.

Tasya nodded and invited in guests who wanted to meet with Zihan.

"Zihan," he called after entering Zihan's office.

"Hm," Zihan was still busy working on his files.

"Follow me" he said, sounding like an indisputable command.

Zihan then raised his head and looked at someone who was now sitting on the sofa that was deliberately provided in his work room.

"Gue's busy!" push the Zihan cold.

'Semalem I-you now loe-gue again' his mind is disappointed.

"Your mother told me to pick you up," she explained, not wanting to hear a rejection from Zihan.

"You what?" zihan asked as he removed the reading glasses perched on his nose.

"Udah follow," he said.

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Now Zihan is sitting next to the steering wheel of a car that is being run by Gibran. With a bent face and a sour face that adorns her beautiful face. Zihan is upset by Gibran's sudden invitation to his office, and takes him away by force! Though he had to finish his work but Gibran did not want to accept the rejection and the reason for Zihan.

What would the future husband say if he wanted to be the wife of Sholehah as well as that always dancing around in the brain of Zihan.

Actually Zihan was happy with what gibran said but his ego was too high to admit. Women are like that.

They are not only both in the car but there is also Tasya as the middleman.

"Han, speaking of dong from earlier pouting continuously," annoyed gibran because from now only treated to the face of Zihan that was not pleasant to see.

"Han, what the hell are you doing? By dong!" Zihan chose to hang on with his clamor and not respond to the gibran-like chattering of a parrot that had no word stop for a second.

'You? Since when --loe I-so-I'm you-I. The inner alay' of Zihan was astonished by the change in the nickname Gibran spoke. It seemed like he had forgotten about last night, when the call - I you - was thrown by Gibran.

Until finally Gibran stepped on the brake pedal suddenly.

"Loe slowly if you want to stop," ketus Zihan because his forehead kissed the car dashboard. He forgot to put a seat belt, as a result when the car stopped suddenly he would immediately hit the front.

Zihan hit the dashboard of the car that had dared to kiss her smooth forehead to bruise and feel pain and throbbing dizziness. Hearing Zihan's rant and behavior, Gibran laughed out loud. Tasia? She chuckled at the sight of her boss and future husband acting indistinctly in front of her eyes.

"Loe crazy!, you've made me nyium dasboard loe car, until I dizzy keep loe even ngetawain me, loe deliberately well want to do me-" cerosososos Zihan.

'Newly also kissed the noisy dashboard for mercy especially if later kissed by the halal lover who is beside you, Han' inner Gibran.

"The rich mulu storm of Tom and Jerry's Mimi Peri's, "Key Tasya.

Zihan immediately turned his head back to see Tasya who was giggling amusedly. He just remembered that here they are not only the two but there is Tasya as well.

The Prophet Shallallahu 'alaihi wa sallam, said "Not once will a man be alone with a woman except Satan be the third." [HR Tirmidhi 2165, Ahmad (1/26), and al-Albani]

Gibran stopped his laughter and spoke. "I want you to talk again."

"Don't call me wear-I'm you-amused I'm horrified," protested Zihan.

'Aduhhh want to be what their household will be if the work is noisier, ' Tasya inner.

"You should be biased by the call - I'm you-" he chuckled.

"You're the funniest couple, the time of trouble calls me-you! aja in question," kekeh Tasya also dissolve in the debate of Zihan and Gibran.

"Don't know, Sister Zihan who started," said Gibran who like to get a friend like mind.

Zihan increasingly bent his upset face, 'Since when did they try to become so familiar, ' his inner self.

"You suck!" said Zihan crossed his hands in front of his chest.

After his laughter stopped Gibran immediately stuck his gas pedal quickly without telling Zihan first, making Zihan startled and a little screaming.

"Let's... Gibran loe crazy well I still want to live do not invite me to die first," said Zihan a little screaming.

"Look, Han I also want to live, if we die void of marriage," he said.

'Basic prospective Married!' inner Tasya.

Without pestering and ignoring all sorts of ramblings and screams of Zihan, Gibran continued to drive his car.

Gibran stopped his car at a shopping mall parking lot. Gibran quickly got out of his car and ran small to open the door for Zihan.

The door has been opened wide by the gibran but Zihan has not yet visited also give signs that he will soon come down.

'People feel like a princess, try if I'm in the position of Zihan already fly me first,' Tasya even fun berbaper ria see the romantic action of Gibran.

Zihan is still trying to neutralize his heartbeat which is still burning because of the gibran that drove his car at an unusual speed.

"Down, Han!" gibran finally opened his voice, without ba-bi-bu Zihan directly down from Gibran's car.

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"Loe wants to buy what the hell from earlier muters not clear, tired me!" zihan complained, because Gibran did not go into a store he meant. Only the Mall.

"I want to buy a ring" replied Gibran.

"Huhh.. ring?" great-grandson Zihan.

Gibran.

"Make?" asked Zihan with his plain supeer face.

"Make us neighbors' time" Gibran said.

The deg! Zihan's heart felt like it was being pumped continuously his heart was beating uncharacteristically.

'We? Am I dreaming?' his mind does not believe.

"Kok you bengong anyway let's shop," said Gibran

"Ehkkp... I-iyah come on," replied Zihan intending behind Gibran.

"Sir, I want to buy a wedding ring" Gibran said

'Wedding?' It feels like Zihan still can't believe it, that now his status will change. Which was once only a friendship, but now will change status into a marriage.

But there was one thing that stuck in Zihan's mind. Why could Gibran propose to him without his knowledge? Ahk it feels dizzy seven roving to think about it, let later he will ask directly the same person.

"Han, which one do you think is good?" gibran asked two rings chosen by his mother.

"This one is good," Zihan replied with happy sparkling eyes.

"Jaudah mbak this one," Gibran broke up while giving an ATM card to pay for his ring.

"Mas rings want to try first who knows the greatness or smallness," he suggested.

"Father," said Gibran, taking his ring.

"Han," call Gibran

"What?" sahut Zihan's.

"You try the ring, yeah Please!" please Gibran.

Zihan just cleared his throat it feels embarrassed anyway difficult to explain.

"Nih, Mba the ring," said Zihan thrusting his ring after he finished trying it.

"Thank you, Mas Hope the marriage is smooth, Mas and Mbanya fit," said his mother then thrust a ring and ATM card to Gibran.

"Dad Aamiin, Mba," said Gibran.

Zihan just smiled faintly. "Aamiin's."

Marriage is the only way to love him because it no longer involves a pair of Adam's children in it but God who also participated in being a witness. If the age is ripe, handsome face is beautiful, the Islamic faith has been grasped, life is well established, then immediately come to the girl pujaan.