MUSHROOMS. Young Widows Underage

TO KUA.

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No one can solve our problems except with the help of God.

There is no better way to invite His help than by helping others

When we help because of God. We will automatically be helped. And when we help others because of God, we will be given help by God in the best possible form.

Never be reluctant to help others. Because all the help we give, will certainly return to ourselves.

Help ourselves by helping others, God will bring His help.

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"Alisha, marry me!" gibran said as he looked at Alisha's face with a serious look. He held both hands of Alisha.

Hearing Gibran's words, Alisha was a little surprised when she heard Gibran's plea, which looked very serious. But at once he remembered Gibran's words, when they were in the car. So he thought, his present word is a continuation of his words when they were in the car.

"Sorry Sir! You still remind me, with the words I was in the car? My answer is still the same!" alisha answered, as she drew her hand, from Gibran's. Then he hurried out of Gibran's presence.

Hearing Alisha's rejection, Gibran was shocked. But immediately he also remembered, with his words when they were in the car. And that made him finally understand the rejection of Alisha. Seeing Alisha who went straight to Gibran immediately rose from his seat. And he was chasing her.

"Alisha Wait!" call him, while running around, so that he can align his body to Alisha. After their distance was getting closer Gibran immediately grabbed Alisha's hand.

"Alisha, listen to me first!" he said again, holding back his steps, and Alisha automatically restrained, "Lisha, what if I intend to marry you in earnest? I don't mean contract marriage! Will you accept me Lisha?" ask again, with a look that looks curious with the answer from Alisha.

Alisha did not answer immediately, she was silent, and just looked into Gibran's eyes, as if she was confirming Gibran's sincerity. Looking at Alisha's residence, Gibran looks so agitated. Especially at this time the thought was heading towards his Grandmother as well. That, made him even more, fretting. She was afraid that Alisha would completely reject her invitation to marry him.

"Lisha, please, it's for Grandma! I. I don't want to see him leave my life! For that, I Want to fulfill his wish, who asked me to marry you!" gibran said and he paused a little.

"Lisha, maybe my heart is still confused right now! But I promise you, I'll be your husband. And I also promise to fulfill all your wishes! Whatever it is Lisha, even if you ask for my life. I promise I'll give it to you. For that I beg you to marry me today also Lisha," he continued, whose voice now again sounded vibrating again. In fact, he immediately squealed in his last words when he invited Alisha to get married.

Seeing the restless Gibran, before him with a pleading gaze, made Alisha feel bad. What else at that time, the hospital corridor, looks a lot of people who are passing by. It makes him feel a little embarrassed because he is the center of attention.

"Master don't be like this! Shame on seeing the people sir! Awake Sir!" alisha said as she drew Gibran's hand, so that he would stand.

"I'm not getting up from here ! Before you accept me!" gibran's reply sounded so resolute.

"But sir, give me some time to think! Because marriage is no joke!" alisha said, still trying to pull out Gibran's hand.

"There's no time for Lisha! Because Grandma's life depends on today! Because he threatened me, he'd go after my grandfather, if we don't get married today!" reply Gibran. Makes Alisha's eyes round to hear it.

"Certainly Lisha! So please marry me Lisha," replied Gibran, this time clenching his hands together. He looked at Alisha with a hopeful look. Makes Alisha, even more confused. Until finally there was the sound of a curse from some people who turned out to watch Gibran who was kneeling while pleading with Alisha.

"Receive dong Ma'am! Kan kasian tuh Goldnya already from before kneeling tooan!" chirps, a mother who seems to be one of the hospital visitors.

"Yes Ma'am! Just accept! His Golden Man is so handsome! Say if you're rejected!" chirps a young woman too, who looks like she is standing on a par with the mother earlier.

"Truly, Ma'am, just accept it! It's hard to get a husband like that. He was handsome, but he wanted to kneel before the crowd. Such a person is usually very responsible, Ma'am" said a Sister who was seen pushing a mother who was sitting in her wheelchair.

"That's what this sister said, son. So just accept your Gold, In shaa Allah, happiness, will come to you both son," continued the mother who was sitting in the wheelchair.

Heard the words of those who saw Gibran kneeling before him. Makes Alisha can't dodge it anymore. Because the longer Gibran knelt down automatically, everyone who was there would blame him. So inevitably he finally nodded his head, saying.

"Well, I'm willing to marry you! Now get up from there, sir!" alisha sounded soft. Hearing the words of Alisha, Gibran spontaneously stood up and immediately embraced Alisha's body.

"Thank you Alisha! Thank you!" gibran said, he seemed to be breathing a sigh of relief. And instantly everyone who witnessed them immediately applauded loudly. It seems that they also feel happy when they see the two who are hugging. Embarrassed at the sight of the people who were there, Alisha pushed Gibran's body.

"Let Go Sir! Don't be so ashamed of people! And we're not muhrim either, so we can't!" alisha said, in a soft voice to Gibran.

"Aahs.. Forgive me! Glad to hear your answer, I forgot" Gibran replied. While embarrassed. And at the same time..

"Congratulations Ma'am, may you both be happy" said the Sister, who looks like she is also happy.

"Congratulations, son, may happiness soon come to you both" continued Mother who was sitting in a wheelchair earlier. She smiled gently at Alisha.

"Aamiin, thank you Sister, thank you Mom" said Alisha, as she clenched her hands together.

"Thank you ma'am, thank you everyone, then excuse me! Come on Lisha we're going straight to KUA!" gibran continued, as he directly held Alisha's hand. Makes Alisha look surprised.

"What! To KUA?!"

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