Khadijah the Angel of My Heaven
Chapter 4. Unpatient
"Hehehe, Abah's son is also a normal human!" answer Azril origin.
"Did you like that girl since college?" ask Abah.
"Yes Bah, I also had time to ask him ta'aruf when our lecture was 7th semester first, but he rejected me because he said he wanted to continue college in Cairo."
"But it's happy now, isn't it, the girl you like is in plain sight?" ask Abah.
"Thank God be glad, Bah,"
"If it is a mate, it will not go where Ril. Thou shalt surrender unto Allah, the most important of which is to pray and to strive." - Abah Faruq.
"Okay Abah,"
Azril slowed down his car, seeing a woman walking in the darkness guiding his motor matic, the closer he got, the more he knew who the woman was walking alone.
"What's Ril? Is there a problem with our car?" ask Abah.
"No problem Bah, briefly Bah I go down first to make sure of something."
"Eh wait for Ril! It's night you don't get off the car later danger! There could be bad people outside" said Umi Fatimah worried.
"It doesn't matter umi, I'll still be careful."
Azril stopped his car, he got out of the car and ran over and called a woman who was guiding his motorcycle.
"Hey Miss!" call Azril who is now only a meter away with the woman.
"Ah you turned out," said the woman as she glanced at Azril and lowered her head.
That woman is Alia Khadijah.
"Why are you walking alone on this dark path, miss? Do you realize that danger can threaten you? You are a woman." Azril warned.
"Ah that, my bike broke down, my battery ran out and I can not contact anyone to ask for help" said Alia with a face that looks very tired mixed with fear and sadness.
"Astaghfirullah Hal'adhim.. Yeah, let me drive you home, is your house still far from here?" ask Azril
"It's still about 10 kilometers, brother,"
"Well, it's a long way away, let's follow me to the car." Azril.
"But my bike, sis, sorry I can not leave my bike just like that, let me just walk to the house sak." refused Alia, said Alia, the bike was very valuable for him it was impossible for him to leave his bike in the middle of the road.
It looks like Azril is typing a chat on someone.
"It's done, your motorbike will be taken by my men and delivered to your house later, so now let me take you home first."
"Good sister, thank you very much" said Alia sincerely.
His heart was relieved and extremely grateful.
"Thank God, thank you God for sending me an angel of help" said Alia in her heart.
When Alia arrived in front of Azril's car, the man let her sit in the passenger seat next to her.
"Simple!"
"Assalamualaikum Bu Hajjah's.. Mr. Haji.." Greet Alia to Azril's parents.
"Wa'alaikum.. Warahmatullahi.. Answer the two." Reply at the same time.
"Al, your bike broke down?" asked Umi Fatimah and Alia nodded.
"It is very hard for you Al" muttered Umi Fatimah.
Umi Fatimah had seen Alia who was pushing a motorcycle in the street, but she could not recognize the girl.
"Sorry Mr. Hajjah, Mr. Haji.. I'm so troublesome for all of you," said Alia felt bad.
"Nothing Al, not troublesome at all, we should be helping each other if there is a need. Especially if there is a girl, the nights walking alone on the highway, must be very dangerous" said Umi Fatimah.
"Don't hesitate son!" sahut Abah Faruq's.
"Thank you very much, Mrs Hajjah.. Mr. Haji,"
"Let's get Ril to deliver this lady first!" abah Faruq.
"Nice Bah,"
After a few minutes passed, giving Azril directions to his house, they finally reached Alia's house.
The house was not too big and simple, there was a spacious courtyard and several ornamental plants and vegetables filled the courtyard.
Alia also said goodbye to go to them and did not forget to also say many thanks. And wait until their car disappears from his sight.
"Al, why is it so late?" ask Mr. Amir.
"Yes Al, we're so worried about you!" said Bu Siti.
"The motor broke down well," said Alia with teary eyes.
"What a paternal daughter! Who was the one who drove you home?" asked Mr. Amir while stroking his daughter's head.
"One of my uncle's bakery patrons brought Alia home earlier, well,"
"Alhamdulillah.. Thank goodness then. You should have called me so I could pick you up!"
"My phone's battery's out, yeah!" alia said with a tired face mixed with sadness.
"Yes let's go in! Clean yourself and then rest in the room," invited Ms. Siti.
"Good Mom,"
**
1 month later..
Tomorrow is the day Azril and Nabila will get engaged. And the engagement event will be held at the residence of Nabila by inviting large families from both parties only.
Don't ask Azril, his heart was unusually happy for a month. He often sends gifts to Nabila every Friday and Sunday, sometimes flowers, sometimes chocolate, bags, shoes, watches, dress and hijab are beautiful and of course the price is fantastic.
He just wanted to show his seriousness to the woman who would become his wife later, Nabila was very valuable to him even all the luxury items he sent would not be comparable in the slightest to the beautiful woman nan Sholeha.
While Nabila also had sent two gifts for Azril, a watch and tie that was no less luxurious, he also expressed his gratitude to Azril through the greeting card he sent.
Azril who got a gift from the idol was very happy, even he replaced his favorite watch that was always perched on his left hand, with a luxury watch given by Nabila.
That night, Azril was sitting in the Gazebo in the garden of his house, it could not be denied if he kept thinking and pounding waiting for tomorrow to arrive. He was already impatient to meet the girl who shook his heart, really he really missed the beautiful face of his future fiance.
Until a slow clap, disperse the daydream.
"What are you thinking, son?" abah Faruq asked and sat beside his son.
"Just thinking about tomorrow Bah, I feel I can't wait too long to meet him" said Azril while scratching his neck that does not itch.
Abah just smelled her smile, she never saw her son fall in love and once fell in love the man who used to not talk much, looked so expressive.
"This is just an engagement you know Ril is not a wedding, how about a wedding later? Don't let you not sleep all day! Could be tomorrow fit ijab qobul is not the name of Nabila that you call but another name," joked Mr. Faruq.
"Ah Abah is so embarrassed! Not just can't sleep either Abah, just a little restless." Azril smiled shyly.
"Tomorrow during your engagement, Abah invited Grandma Hanifah, Uncle Farhan, Uncle Fadil and Aunt Fara with their extended family. I hope with your engagement, our big family relationship improves."
Hanifa's grandmother was the mother of Abah Faruq and her father had died long before she married, while Uncle Farhan, Uncle Fadil and Aunt Fara were Mr Faruq's three younger siblings.
The big family relationship was not harmonious and did not get along, since Mr. Faruq decided to marry Ms. Fatimah who for them was not worth their big family. Not infrequently also when there is a big event in their families, the brothers Pak Faruq always insult Azril and his mother, because they still do not like his brother-in-law.
"Will you meet them?" asked Azril looking with a look of disbelief towards his brother.
"Yeah.. However they remain our family, son, never put in the heart of anything they say first. You and Umimu remain Abah's priority, and Abah's duty only makes you and Abah's extended family get along well and peace again" said Mr. Faruq wisely.
"Me and Umi will try to forget all their insults Abah, but if they insult me and Umi again, forgive me if I will never forgive them again Bah, Bah, I don't need brothers who can only belittle their other brothers,"
"Yes Ril, Abah understands! Don't think about anything else yet, just focus on your show tomorrow, now get some rest!" ask Abah.
"Nice Bah,"
Azril who continued to yawn returned to his room and slept on his bed with a smile that continued to expand on his lips.
**
The next morning, Mr. Faruq's family had already gathered at his residence. They were ready to take the nephew to propose to his future fiancee.
All the families congratulated Azril and their relationship has improved.
Grandma Hanifah also continued to praise her handsome grandson, she stroked his granddaughter's cheeks affectionately.
"Are you happy, my dear grandson?" ask Grandma Hanifah.
"Very happy grandma, thank you so much for coming and delivering your granddaughter. I love my grandmother very much, pray for everything to go well!" Azril hugged her grandmother full of affection.
"Surely Grandma will always pray for you dear! Grandma loves you my granddaughter too!" Grandma Hanifah kissed her grandson's cheek.
Abah Faruq and Umi Fatimah were moved to see their closeness, in fact, Grandma Hanifah had received Azril and her mother, who had received Azril, but unfortunately Grandma Hanifah is often instigated by the three sisters Abah Faruq so that Grandma Hanifah also sometimes not like them anymore.
"How is Ril ready?" ask Uncle Fadil.
Azril straightened his body, he smiled as he neutralized his heartbeat that was beating incoherently.
