Love Zainab

Good News

It was almost 30 minutes for Joseph to travel. He accidentally stopped by the martabak shop "BODOR" which he used to buy. Because Rere likes it so much. Joseph pulled his car over.

The store is always crowded at the visit of buyers, in addition to delicious martabak it also has many variants of taste. But one of Rere's favorites, the taste of chocolate meises. No responsibility in giving stuffing, lots and thickness.

Joseph had to wait in the queue, he sat in one of the empty seats. He took his phone, to drive away the saturation while waiting for his turn to arrive. But a voice shifted his eyes.

"Sir Joseph." The man waved his hand, to be easily found by Joseph among the crowd of buyers.

Joseph turned his head and noticed who the man was waving toward him. "Pak Dimas." She smiles.

"Purchase a martabak here too, sir?." Asked Dimas who walked up to him and got a nod of his head from Joseph. "Who?." They were looking for someone who might be with Joseph.

"I myself, happen to be passing by here and all of you stop by. Mr Dimas himself?." Joseph asked back.

"Yes, I am alone too. Then I go first. See you tomorrow at school." His pampit while reaching for the paper bag handed by one of the martabak shop servants to him. "Assalamualaik."

"Getishalam."

Finally Joseph got a turn, he immediately ordered his favorite marbatak Rere. No need to wait long, martabak who is still warm was immediately accepted.

***

Joseph's car entered the courtyard. The dim lights, illuminating the porch. The door of the house is open. The middle-aged woman came out to greet him, already knowing who had come.

Crick... The sound of the house door creaking. Joseph closed the door of his car. Yusuf gave a smile to his mother, Rere also did not want to be left to welcome his brother, just because he wanted to immediately ask for his order. After greeting Joseph, he kissed the back of his mother's hand.

"Martabak Rere's order, where?." Her question was impatient. And without waiting for Joseph to answer, Rere who knew the paper bag that read "Martbak Bodor" immediately greeted him from Joseph's hand and ran into the living room. He immediately devoured and enjoyed it.

Joseph could only shake his head at his sister's behavior. He loved her so much. Although sometimes like Tom and Jerry, when one of them is not there, it must feel lost.

"How did you meet Ustadz Harun. Is he willing to help you?."

"Thank God, smoothly and he was willing to find a future wife for Joseph."

"Mom's happy to hear that. May Allah ease your affairs."

"Aamiin's."

When Joseph and his mother were talking, Joseph's cell phone rang. He immediately grabbed his phone and saw the name that contacted him which was on the screen. He also shifted the green icon.

"Yes hello, Assalamualaikum Ustadz."

"Moskalamic. Antum has arrived home".

"Ust is over."

"Afwan, there are those who want to convey, if you have got the right wife candidate according to the criteria you want. It just so happened that he had also come here, and expressed his desire to get a companion for life." Ustadz Harun did not accidentally mention Zainab by name. He was afraid that Joseph would reject him first.

The look on Joseph's face sparkled. "God, what is Ustadz? Very quickly this good news came. May this be the ease God has given me." Joseph was still in a state of disbelief and news soon enough. His mother was no less happy to hear that, the hope of Joseph getting married soon.

"Alhamdulillah, may he be the mate of antum. I pray and ask God a lot. God willing next week, antum can meet him face to face directly here."

"God willing, Ustadz. I'll be there next week."

After exchanging his voice, Joseph caught the mother's embrace. Channeling his happiness.

"May she be the answer of Mother's do'a all this time."

Mom let go of her embrace. "And do'a you too." Patting Joseph's chest.

"You must be very tired after traveling, clean up quickly, pray and rest!." His order.

***

Zainab, who got a phone call from her uncle, seemed to get an unsolicited welcome. He immediately declared his request that Joseph be his companion. However, on condition that the Uncle must not tell his name. As a woman she was embarrassed to ask him first. If this request is rejected then he does not seem to bear such a heavy shame. "How, did Uncle agree to the terms that Zainab said earlier?."

"All right." And Ustadz Aaron agreed to the terms of his nephew.

"Actually Uncle and Aunt will match you, but it turns out you seem to have been interested in Joseph first." He said he was leaking his wife's plans. "Uncle's nephew is already a big one apparently. I can't wait to hold back the lonely." He chuckled across the phone.

Zainab's face flushed red, lucky that no one had seen her, except herself. "Ahh, Uncle. Don't fuck me like that. Zainab was just trying to avoid my match." Zainab was not ashamed to admit it even though the reason she revealed was the truth.

Raina who heard Zainab's request from her husband seemed grateful, it was not wrong if she had an idea that would unite them both. Zainab had already knocked on the door of her heart, without her having to persuade her first. Waiting for an answer from Joseph. This decision is the most thrilling for all, especially Zainab.

Seconds change minutes, hours, days and until where they are met at the agreed time and place. Zainab was impatiently waiting for him. In a third of the night in his prayer he would not cease to mention Joseph by name, in order to become a priest for him. His heart is tied there. His soul was already half carried by him. Zainab was absolutely certain that Joseph would be a match for her in the world until the Hereafter.

One thing that also frightened him was if Dad would reject him.

Oh Allah ...

I have no power over my heart.

But this heart has fallen upon him, Joseph.

I want him to be a priest to me.

Is it wrong for me to ask you this?

Is not this heart and what it feels never wrong.

Place this love in a place that is supposed to be halal.

I ask him, Joseph to You.

Is he not yours?

His heart, his life is yours.

Lean only to me.

To whom else do I wish except You.

But if he's not my soul mate.

Get away and heal my heart so as not to feel hurt.

Yeah Robb.

Lift your heart, that you may receive Joseph.

Decorate him with all his kindness, so that it is easy for him to get Father's blessing.

Make Easy, O God.

After completing his evening prayer, Zainab felt her body was still very tired. He needs to come back for a break before tomorrow morning comes and he has to go back to school.

Thinking of a soul mate, does it have to be this difficult? Her thought. He hoped that Joseph would accept it. Zainab could not wait until tomorrow, and she would meet Joseph again at school. He must be good at closing his heart tightly to know the answer from Joseph. Act as if he has not put his heart into her.

Jutek and ferocious tomorrow will be in action again. His strange feminine grin began to appear again. Is that an illness?