It's up to God

Marriage Proposal

In the living room of Pak Sultan's house, there are many associations of two families. After discussing with his parents, Nadira became convinced of the decision made on Ammar's proposal to her brother.

"Nadira, where are you going? The guest has come" asked the Sultan, looking around.

"Yes, here! Where's your sister going, brother? Not down from earlier. Mama's afraid she's running away or something." Fenny's face was so anxious and tense.

"Hus, Mama is mostly watching soap operas, anyway! Our son may not run away so," said the Sultan.

"Pa, Ma! Calm down why, anyway? I know Nadira, if he says, okay, that's the answer. It won't change. The kid's consistent, really." Haikal tried to calm his parents.

"Yes, try to pick up your sister in her room." The Sultan's orders were due to Ammar's family, including Ammar's.

"Yes, Pa. Yes ...," Haikal replied and tried to melt the tense atmosphere with a joke. "This is who wants to marry his son, but his ort is tense. Relax, Pa, don't be like a dry kanebo."

"Haikal ...!" fenny said as he pinched the shoulder of his eldest son.

Haikal soon met his only sister.

...***...

In the room, Nadira was pacing around like an iron. Suddenly Haikal's voice startled him.

"Oh, Brother! Tumben really, get into the room do not knock on the door first!" nadira grumbled with a pouting face.

"Son, I knocked on the door, sweet sister, but you didn't hear it" Haikal said, stroking his sister's head.

Nadira hugged Haikal and apologized.

"Yes, huh? Sorry, Brother, then. I'm so tense, here."

Haikal calmed Nadira, stroked her shoulders and kissed her sister's forehead. Then he said, "My sister, baby. All decisions are in your hands. If you are not ready to get married for now, just talk to Ammar and his family. Because it's about your future. I'm sure you're old enough to make a decision."

Nadira nodded.

"Yes, let's go down! It's not good to let someone else wait too long."

They both went down. Nadira sighed, trying to relax herself.

Arriving at the meeting room, everyone stared at Nadira. Simple orange dress with black flower-patterned hijab, making Ammar increasingly admire the figure of Nadira. Simple, but always beautiful.

Fenny approached Nadira.

"So old sister. Nervous, huh?" tanya Fenny held onto Nadira's shoulder, whispering.

"Yes, Ma. I was nervous" replied Nadira.

"But you're ready to get married, aren't you?" ask Fenny, seriously.

With a sigh, Nadira answered firmly.

"Bismilbornrahmaanir rahiim. God willing, ready, Ma." Nadira smiled and walked towards the Ammar family.

...***...

"Well, this is our daughter, sir, Mom." Fenny introduces Nadira to the Ammar family.

There were whispers from the Ammar family.

"God's Masya. Beautiful, yes. Ammar is smart to find a wife," said one of Ammar's relatives.

"Yes, thank God. Masya Allah. Ammar's choice is never wrong" said the woman dressed in a tosca and a black headscarf. He was Aisha; um him Ammar.

"God, Son. You are so beautiful. Umi is sure that you are the best woman that God sent to be his wife Ammar. May you always be given happiness and peace in building a household." Aisyah unceasingly praised Nadira.

"Umi won't sit down again, will she? Talk while you sit down, Mi," suggested Ammar.

"Ehem, there seems to be something impatient," seduced Abinya Ammar as she nudged her first child.

Muhammad Ammar Baraqbah was the first of four children. The eldest son of Muhammad Lutfi Baraqbah and Sharifah Aisyah two months ago just completed his S2 education in Cairo. Almost the same as the drama story of a film titled "After Getting a Diploma, Directly Legal Ijab".

Previously, Ammar had not planned a wedding. However, for some reason, he suddenly thought of Nadira because he remembered the words of the two parents who wanted to see him get married soon after graduating from college. This was also pledged by Ammar when he was about to leave for Cairo a few years ago. Ammar began to find out the whereabouts of Nadira and her activities after years of not meeting.

Yes, that's how life is. Sometimes plans can change by seeing what happens.

The application event also began. The mood calmed down. There were only a few people talking, representatives of each family.

"Assalamualaikum wa rahirahi wa barakatuh." Haikal started the event by saying hello first.

Everyone answered his greetings and watched the series of events.

"Waalaikumsalam wa rahatulli wa barakatuh."

"Bismilbornrahmaanirrahiim. All right, I just started the show, yes," Haikal said and explained the series of events.

Then, without waiting any longer, a series of live events were held to speed up the time. Until arriving at the core event, Ammar's proposal to Nadira in front of their respective extended families. Ammar was also welcome to speak after his ashes conveyed the goodwill of his eldest son.

Without further ado, Ammar immediately expressed his intention, after saying his greetings and basmallah.

"Before, I thanked a lot to Bang Haikal who first accepted me to have a serious relationship with Nadira. Although I do not know yet, what the answer from Nadira at that time, but I am sure—Allah will unite us if it is destined to be together. Today, I will re-introduce the intention to invite Nadira Khumairah, daughter of Mr. Sultan Aji Permata and Ms. Fenny Rahayu."

Ammar sighed for a moment, then continued his words.

"Bismilbornrahmaanirrahiim. Since I first got to know you while taking extracurriculars on our campus, before I finally left for Cairo to continue my S2 education, I have admired you. For that, Nadira Khumairah, are you willing to be my wife and mother of my children?" ask Ammar firmly.

Everyone was waiting for an answer from Nadira.

"Assalamualaikum wa rahatulli wa barakatuh. Bismilbornrahmaanirrahiim. Thank you, Brother Ammar for the proposal. If I can be honest, I also have the same feeling, admiring Kak Ammar since the beginning we met in the UKMI excursion. But the feeling was allowed to pass. Until, in the end, we are reunited. I am also grateful, it turns out fate still wants us to meet, even today, men who have been admired turned out to have the intention to marry me. However, ...." Nadira stopped his speech for a moment. Makes the atmosphere more tense.

Ammar only resigned to Nadira's decision. Whatever the decision of the woman of his dreams, will be accepted sincerely. He too was down.

"However, is it okay after we get married, I can still pursue my dreams? There are still many dreams that I am working on, one of them; Kak Ammar must know," continued Nadira.

"Being a writer, right?" ask Ammar, make sure.

"really so. If we are married, am I allowed to keep working, what else is currently some schedule has been recorded to attend the seminar even in the near future, will be launching my first novel book? After so many centuries of writing are only articles and poems for the school magazine and magazine."

"You don't have to worry, Nadira, I will accompany you on your journey to achieve your dreams. Trust me!" ammar answered, reassuring.

"Bismillah, I accept this proposal" said Nadira, full of confidence.

"Alhamdulillahi Rabbil 'alaamiin."

Everyone smiled and thanked. Ammar also bowed in gratitude for the reception of his proposal.

Abi Ammar woke him up and hugged his eldest son. Other relatives, including Umi Ammar and mama Nadira, hugged each other and congratulated. The application is completed and they immediately determine the wedding date.

It has been decided, Nadira and Ammar will be married in two months. Because Nadira wants to focus on taking care of the event launching her first novel first. After discussing the wedding date, they ate the food that had been served.

...****...