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The day promised by Barn has arrived. Now she is getting ready to go to the house of the Binar family. His heart was filled with misgivings. Even he did not taste breakfast because he thought too much about it.
“Feed your breakfast, Pam. Later passed out there.” Seloroh Haya to her son while smiling mockingly.
“Why? Nervous?” Ask Hendrana.
“Iya, Pa. It feels like that, really deg-degan.” Answer Pamungkas.
“Kayak first new person want to marry you, Pam.”
Yep. This was not the first time he proposed to a girl. But this time it was different from before.
Previously, he married Reanty because he was forced by responsibility. But this time, he had sincere feelings for Binar. The feeling that he was secretly still nurturing in his little heart. And how good a destiny that always brings them together.
Before leaving, she prepared her heart for the worst possibility of rejection. However, he realized that the possibility of being accepted was very small. But he can no longer back down.
The word of the proposal has already come out of his mouth. Ready not to be ready, he had to hear the answer from Binar. It seemed, he should not expect too high.
Hendrana and Haya helped deliver Pamungkas. They also feel tense. It was as if this was the first time they had ushered their son in for a girl.
“Mama strained.” Haya said, holding her husband's hand.
The last person sitting next to the driver looked back and laughed at his mother's reddened face.
“Yang ngelamar Pamungkas, why Mama tense?” Ask Hendrana.
“Entah is Pa. It feels tense, it's.”
“Best prayers for our son, Ma.”
After more than an hour of travel, now the car has taken them into a simple residential area. The driver of the Pamungkas family parked the car right in front of the house that looks silent Binar.
Before getting out of the car, he took a deep breath. She's really nervous. Many times trying to fix the collar of the shirt he wears, but it is neat.
“Assalamu’alaikum!” Apply from the front of the fence that is still closed.
“Wa’alikum salam.” Reply to Binar who came out of the house and walked to open the gate. “Please enter Mas, Om, Aunt.”
Seeing the figure of the girl in a maroon-red hijab walking in front of him, the heartbeat of the ultimate can not be compromised. For a moment, he could feel that his gaze had become a little blurred.
Maybe because he didn't have breakfast.
“Assalamu’alaikum.” Say hello again before entering the house.
“Wa’alaikum greetings. Welcome, Nak Pamungkas, Pak Hendrana, and Bu Haya.” Answer Ustadz Syuhada who was sitting on the living room sofa.
“How are you, Mr Ustadz?” Hendrana asked while addressing Ustadz Syuhada.
“Alhamdulillah, our good news. Come, please sit.” Greet Ustadz Syuhada cordially.
Hearing the voice of the guests, Rukayah who was in the room immediately came out and welcomed them. Both of his eyes looked puffy even though he tried to smile kindly to his guests.
Seeing Rukayah's eyes, Haya became more and more unpleasant. Explain what has happened to them.
“Welcome, Ma'am Haya.” Rukayah immediately greeted Haya.
Everyone is sitting down. The binar emerged from the kitchen with a tray of drinks and a few dishes of corn. Then he passed it on the table, in front of each person.
After that, he sat down next to his mother. His face looks calm. It was hard for her to guess the girl's answer.
“Thanks for coming back here again, Mr. Hendrana and family.” Ustadz Syuhada started talks towards seriousness.
“Same-sama, Mr. Ustadz. Our arrival this time is to hear the answer to our son's proposal to nak Binar the other day.” Hendrana.
Ustadz shuhada has not even finished his sentence. But she looked at him with a disappointed face.
“I can't decide. Because all decisions are in the hands of our daughter.”
Finally breathing slowly. Trying to calm his heartbeat that has since been beating beyond normal limits. He turned his gaze from Ustadz Shuhada to Binar. Really, the hope is very big to accept.
“Actually, Ibuk disagrees.” Rukayah's words surprised everyone. Slowly the tears began to flow.
Especially the ones and their parents. His heart was racing again.
“Given what our daughter has experienced because she wants to end up, Ibuk feels heavy hearted. Binar has been crying too much because he wants to end. He lost a job he loved so much. And what hurts even more, our daughter, has become everyone's gossip. And now everyone looked down on him. I can not bear if I have to release my daughter for Nak Pamungkas.”
There is a pain in the heart of the ultimate hearing Rukayah's words. He lowered his face deep. Can't deny the truth. So did Hendrana and Haya. Their hearts were as if they were sliced. Especially when hearing the sobs of Rukayah. Sobs the heart of a mother who desperately wants happiness for her daughter.
“But, Ibuk also can not block the decision of Binar. Because I'm sure, whatever the decision of Binar later, it is the best for him.” Rukayah ended her sentence by wiping away the tears with the tip of the hijab she was wearing.
The sadness felt by Rukayah can also be felt by Haya. As a fellow mother, Haya could understand how Rukayah felt.
“Nduk..” Ustadz Syuhada invited Binar to say the answer.
Binar took a deep breath, then raised his face to look at Pamungkas.
“Before I wanted to ask you, Mas. Are you ready to marry me now?”
The last person who was surprised by the question immediately raised his head and looked at Binar. Trying to catch the point of the question.
“That is, Bin?” Ask lirih.
“If I accept your proposal, are you ready to marry me now?”
The brain stops working. He stared at the two eyeballs of Binar in turn. He was confused by that question.
Doesn't marriage require a lot of preparation? Like dowry and guardian? Witnesses too?
Why did Binar question his readiness?
“Mas?” The voice of Binar resuscitates Pamungkas.
Slowly, the head nodded. He did not take his eyes off of Binar. Everyone in the room looked at him. Awaiting answer.
“Iya, I'm ready.” I don't know where that belief came from so he answered it.
“Then, Binar asked for the blessing of Father and Ibuk to accept Mas Pamungkas' proposal.” Binar looked at his mother and father.
Ustadz Syuhada nodded with a smile. So too with Rukayah. He hugged his daughter tightly. That feeling of unwillingness had been defeated by a single smile that appeared on his daughter's lips.
While Pamungkas, still agape and try to digest the sentence just said by Binar. He was afraid of being misheard.
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