My husband became my sister-in-law

S2-part37

After lunch and prayer Dzuhur Gibran immediately say goodbye to Fahri and Zaidan to attend the event that was notified by Fahri.

“I leave first huh Fah, dek Zaidan” pamit Gibran.

“Yes Gib, be careful on the road !!” answer Fahri.

“Yes Brother Gibran, carefully” said Zaidan.

“Assalamualaikum”

“Waalaikumsalam”

Gibran also stepped foot leaving Fahri and Zaidan..

A moment later Gibran had arrived at the place Fahri said, Gibran out of his car and looked at a slightly crowded store, in front there was the name “Butik Ica”. For a moment Gibran thought what was Ica who was then acquainted with her well ??

“Ah maybe not, it's called Ica pasar” inner Gibran.

Then he set foot to enter there, in front of the boutique Gibran met with Nisa.

“Sorry find who ya ??” nisa asked as Gibran stood in front of her.

“Include me Gibran, I assigned Ustadz Fahri to come here, he could not come because he wanted to deliver his wife to the hospital” explained Gibran.

Nisa seems a little disappointed, because she really idolizes the figure of Fahri, but she also can not force him just anyone else for Fahri and not the most important person, even Fahri certainly did not know him.

“Please enter sir !! I drove to my boss who owns this boutique” Nisa also let Gibran enter politely.

“Alright, please first !! I will walk behind you” Gibran said.

Nisa nodded, she walked first followed by Gibran behind her.

After arriving in Nisa immediately introduced Gibran to Ica, but Ica was standing behind him so she did not know that there was Gibran there.

“Excuse me Mom, I want to say that the Ustadz has come" Nisa said later.

Ica immediately turned her head and how surprised she was when she saw the figure of Gibran there, and what was Nisa Gibran Ustadz saying ?? Ica doesn't believe that.

“You ??” said Ica.

Gibran smiled faintly, he did not know that it turned out that this boutique was the Ica he knew.

Whether coincidentally or indeed this has all been arranged by the almighty, Gibran did not know about it.

“We are really the soul mate of Miss Ica, we meet again now” said Gibran to make Nisa gawk.

“Mother knows this Ustadz ??" ask Nisa to the boss.

“I___Yes, yes you please help others”please ask Ica nervous.

After Nisa leaves, Ica immediately asks the question of why Gibran could be there.

“You follow me ?? how can you be here ??" ask Ica.

“Ngapain I follow you ?? not his own employee who invited me here ??” Gibran asked back.

“Are you really a Ustadz ??”

“No, I was only sent by Ustadz Fahri to represent him here”

“Oh well, please sit down first ! the show is soon in start”

“Baiklah” .

As Ica was about to leave Gibran, immediately Gibran held Ica's wrist, Ica's heart was beating very fast, there was a sense that was difficult to explain.

“Release Master !! you have canceled my Wudhu again” said Ica did not want to look at Gibran's face.

Gibran immediately released Ica's hand.

“Sorry !! I accidentally” Gibran said feeling guilty.

“Iya” reply Ica brief.

“According to my promise, if we meet again then I will marry you” Gibran said directly, making Ica speechless, Ica never thought that Gibran still remembers his words.

“You want to accept me to be your husband right??” ask Gibran again.

“But we do not know each other, meet new 3 times this”

Not yet Ica replied, Her mother approached, she immediately looked at Ica and Gibran alternately.

Who is the man currently standing in front of his daughter ?? thought mama Ica.

Immediately Gibran shook the hands of the middle-aged woman who kept paying attention to him.

“Who are you doing ??” ask Mama Ica.

“I Gibran bu, her future Husband Ica” replied Gibran gently to make his Mama Ica look at Gibran's face fixedly, while Ica was surprised to hear Gibran met his mother as a prospective ghost.

”Really ?? you're Ica's husband-to-be ?? I am her mama Ica” said the woman with great pleasure.

“Iya Bu” Gibran replied.

“Not Ma, he just made up” sahut Ica directly in the face by Gibran.

“You don't be shy baby !! mom is so happy to hear you are getting married” soon

“But Ma ---”

“Already, you better chat again, mom want to see what food orders have come”

The mother immediately left Gibran and Ica, after her mother was not there, immediately Ica stared intently at Gibran.

“What do you mean ?? talk like that with my mama ??” ask Ica.

“Better we talk elsewhere !!” ask Gibran for not wanting to be the center of attention there.

“Alright, we talk outside”

Ica stepped her feet first followed by Gibran behind her, they chatted outside the boutique.

“I just want to keep my promise” Gibran said directly.

“If your intentions are just like that, then forget about the promise, I also do not mind your words at that time" replied Ica.

“But I will keep my promise, so I will still apply for you”

“If I refuse ??”

“I need a reason why you rejected”

Ica fell silent, did she have to tell Gibran everything, Ica just felt unworthy to be with Gibran.

“I am not a perfect woman” said Ica directly, yes she has to say everything.

“I'm also not a perfect male” reply Gibran.

“I'm not a holy woman anymore, I've tainted”

“I mean ??" gibran asked confused by the direction of the Ica talks.

“I'm not a girl anymore, no need to explain you will definitely know where my conversation is going

Gibran stared at Ica.

“Have you ever been married ??”

Ica shook her head “Never, I have a bitter mass so I became a dirty woman” replied Ica.

“I will still accept you to be my wife, whatever your mass is not a problem for me, because I am also not a perfect man, do you want to accept me ???” this time Gibran asked Ica if Ica would accept Gibran, who is a one-child widower.

“Means ??”

“I am a widower, I have been married twice, I also have a son, but he is with my ex-wife, he said, he was a son with my ex-wife who was my first” Gibran explained again.

“Where did your ex-wife go?”

“He died 2 years ago" Gibran said, still hurting as he remembered Zara's name.

Ica again thought, although his mass with Gibran is different but still has the same thing that is equally painful.

“How would you accept me as your husband ??" gibran asked the question.

With hesitation Ica nodded making Gibran smile “I want”

“Alhamdulillah, well I will come tonight later this week, to propose you”