Love Zainab

Ask Father's Blessing

After last night Zainab talked to her father. That his Uncle, Ustadz Aaron will come to visit. And talking about her has a choice of future husbands. Of course it makes Mujayasa feel proud of his daughter's efforts. Mujayasa only said that tomorrow will also be the arrival of friends and business partners. He did not offend the matchmaking with the son of his business partner. After all, who will be Zainab's future husband still needs his blessing first. He also did not want Zainab carelessly in choosing a life partner. How the seedlings, bebet and weights of the person.

"How, Zai? The time period we agreed upon is coming to an end. Have you found out who will be your future husband?." Dad asked as they chatted privately in his study.

"Alhamdulillah, actually Zainab will also convey this to Dad. That tomorrow, God willing, Uncle will come here with Zai's future husband." His reply was full of happy expressions.

"All right, I'll see him. Whether she escapes as my future daughter-in-law or not." His words were full of curiosity.

"Dad would've loved it." Zainab throws a smile. He deliberately did not say that the man was Joseph. Maybe tomorrow his father will be surprised. Zainab was sure that Father would give her blessing.

"Tomorrow also Daddy will have a guest. Dad's business partner from out of town." He said he was delivering news.

"Hmm, that means you're going to have two guests at once." Zainab stood up to her father's chair. "Zainab hoped that Father would give his blessing. For Zai was sure he was the soul mate God sent." The smile had not disappeared from his lips.

"It's pretty sure you're, huh?" Mujayasa pinched Zainab's nose. "You've grown up and I hope your choices don't disappoint me."

Zainab paused while holding her nose. "Zai will never disappoint you." His words are full of confidence.

Seeing Zainab's happy face, Mujayasa did not want to ruin it. Seeing him is the same as seeing his wife. For a girl, the first love of her life is a father. And now Zainab will wade through the household heresy with the man of her choice. Without having to reduce his love for his father.

***

The day we have been waiting for has finally arrived. Zainab's heart did not stop beating. He met Joseph at school almost every day. However, it is different from today. Where there will be great decisions concerning his future also Joseph. Zainab repeatedly looked at herself in the mirror, checking if there was anything lacking with her appearance today. Dress and hijab with matching color, maroon color.

The car enters the yard. Zainab came out to see him from the balcony. But it was not Joseph's car or his uncle's. He looks disappointed, because not those who came but his father's business partner.

"Maybe they're still on their way, I'm too impatient to wait for them." He murmured in his heart.

Door creaking open. "Non, you've been waiting for Mister below." The sound made Zainab jump.

"Mbok Cici." Zainab. "Why not knock on the door first?." He asked while stroking his chest

"Sorry, Non. Mbok had knocked on the door several times and asked permission to enter, but there was no answer. So, the Mbok just went in." The answer explains the reason.

"Hm." Zainab nodded in understanding. "For what Zak came down, didn't Zai's guests come yet." Zainab sat on the sofa of her room.

"Mbok just conveyed the message of the Master, Non. He said, You want to introduce his son and daughter to his business partner."

Zainab rolled her eyeballs. He was not so eager to obey his father's orders. Because today, Father's blessing is needed so much that there is no harm if he obeys. "Alright, Zai will come down." Zainab got up from her seat and walked out of her room.

The chatter and the crisp laughter sounded loud. I don't know what they're talking about there. Zainab went down the steps one by one, while Mbok Cici walked up to her. When all began to notice his arrival, several pairs of eyes noticed him. Seemed so fascinated by the beauty of Zainab who was so charming. The natural polish on his face did not diminish the grace of Zainab.

Mujayasa who saw it was so proud of the beauty of his daughter's image. Including the young man who shifted his eyes. The phone in his hand almost fell down, lucky with swift phone was still able to be saved and did not hit the floor.

"Include her my daughter, Zainab Maharani." Mujayasa introduced Zainab to Fernando and others.

Zainab bowed her hands, greeting. And get a smile back.

"It's so pretty your daughter." Said a middle-aged woman, Fernando's wife. He walked up to Zainab, wanting to see her at such a close distance. "Papa, I'd love to make her my son-in-law." His speech.

Zainab was so shocked by the middle-aged woman's words. He quickly thought, maybe the woman was joking.

"Please say a little Mia, even Dinan has not known her." Fernando glanced at the son who was next to him.

Mujayasa laughed, he did not want to take it seriously that would make Zainab shaken. Remembering what they talked about last night. "Mia don't overdo it like that. My daughter will definitely feel uncomfortable hearing that." He tried to melt the atmosphere.

"Oh, I'm sorry dear Aunt." Mia felt bad.

"It's okay, Bi." Sahut Zainab painted a smile that signaled she was fine.

"Zainab, get Dinan to go around this house." Father's Order.

Zainab frowned not understanding. But again to get my father's blessing. Zaynab obeyed what he commanded, though with a heavy heart.

"Dinan go." Papa's orders.

"Yes Pa." Dinan moved and began to follow the direction where Zainab took him.

"They both look so good, don't they?." Mia still had not stopped with her admiration for Zainab.

"Mia, let them know each other first. I don't want to impose my will as a parent. If one day they both feel fit, surely they will convey their desire to get married."

"Right is what Mujayasa said, Ma. Don't interfere too much. Let them enjoy the process of introduction. Who wants to marry Dinan, not Mama." Fernando agrees.

"Alright, alright. You guys are right." Mia finally gave up. He must hold onto his wish.

***

"Why don't you take part in the company business?." Ask Dinan. Their conversation was a bit far away. The awkwardness slowly decreases.

"I don't like the business world. As a child, I wanted to be a teacher. Because I used to idolize one of my teachers at school, so that's what motivated me."

"Very unfortunate. Your father's company is so big. Fikri will not always be able to handle everything. If I were you, I wouldn't waste that chance" he said with a glare falling into the clear waters of the pond.

"Everyone says the same as you. Didn't you go to school first, need a teacher to help you learn? Is the self-esteem of a teacher's profession so low in your eyes?." Zainab is upset. Every time someone talks about his work, especially with a high-class person, it will definitely be underestimated.

"Okay, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. This is the first day we meet and get acquainted, I don't want to ruin it."

Zainab was not comfortable. He wants to get inside the house immediately. His heart always asked, When will Uncle and Joseph come? "I'm thirsty." Zainab said to find an excuse.

"All right, let's go inside." Invite Dinan.

Dinan became interested in Zainab. She was the rare girl she had met. Zainab is different, she looks so beautiful with her long hijab. In France, only the girls in open clothes were always seen. He was curious about Zainab. The sense of wanting to have began to arise in him. The corner of his lips grinned.

"You're back?." Mujayasa invited the two to sit down.

"Dad, Zainab went to the room first." His love with pleading eyes.

If it had been like that, Mujayasa could not afford to reject it. "Go." He said he granted the beloved princess' request.

Zainab immediately excused herself from the others. But when he was about to step foot, the sound of greeting stopped him. He knows that voice.

***Connected***