My husband never loved me

Heading to halal

The side walked gracefully towards, Faisal, Hanif, Bu Tari, and Nek Puspita. They were really stunned to see the change in appearance of the gray-veiled woman. Moreover, the man wearing his glasses, he was very fascinated to see the beauty of the woman. No less enchanted, his father who had raised him all along. He was very moved to see the current appearance of him. She's prettier with her hijab. Faisal also hopes, Sisi can Istiqomah with his decision.

Sisi then greeted one by one the people who were in the living room. He landed his body on the sofa, next to Nek Puspita.

"Mashaa dear God, you are very beautiful tonight," praised Puspita, followed by a nod by Ms. Tari who was still flabbergasted to see her future daughter-in-law.

"Thank you, Grandma!" reply Sisi smiled sweetly in front, the grandmother and future mother-in-law.

"Thank you, baby. You want to listen to Dad's request" Faisal continued. The side that saw his father was very happy, he became moved. Why did he just open today the door of his heart, to close his aurat. Her parents often reminded her.

"Sisi, who should be thanking Dad. Sorry, Dad! The new side is now listening to Father's words," Sisi replied.

"Yes, honey. All of this has to go through a process. And I hope, you Istiqomah with your decision."

They were all praying Faisal. Satisfied by the face of his future wife, Hanif turned to look at Faisal. The man seemed to have been impatient to express his intention to come to the house. With a slight nervousness, the man started to open his voice.

"Sorry before, Doc. The purpose and purpose of coming here is something I want to talk to you about." Hanif paused his sentence, looking for the right words to ask his woman of worship from his father.

"I'd like to propose to Doctor Faisal's daughter, Sisi. I want to strengthen our closeness, to be the sacred bond of marriage. I love the doctor's daughter. Therefore, I hope doctor Faisal, accepts my proposal." Such is the word that has been designed by Hanif so far to propose to the woman of his tribe.

Hearing all the words spoken from the man's lips, made Faisal reply to the words of his future son-in-law.

"I as Sisi's parents accept your good intentions to pledge your relationship with my child. But sorry about before.." Faisal cut his sentence and looked at his daughter. Hanif who heard it also huffed, he was afraid that Faisal would reject his proposal.

"I can not give a decision on whether or not your application is accepted. Because it was entirely a decision I left to my daughter, Sisi." And all eyes looked towards the graceful girl sitting down. He hid his face, not daring to look at anyone who was there. Because he was hiding his nervousness.

"Side, are you willing to accept Hanif's proposal?" Faisal's question made the woman glance at her father's face. Faisal, who realized that, only nodded slowly, a sign that Faisal gave up all his decisions in the hands of his daughter.

Now Sisi's gaze turned towards the man wearing batik clothes, opposite him sitting now. He saw the earnestness of the man who pulled himself to speak.

"Bismil was bornrahmanirrahim, Sisi accepted Hanif's proposal."

"Alhamdulillah" said all who heard Sisi's words.

Hanif opened the ring box he had in his hand. Not waiting on Sisi's orders to get closer to Hanif so they faced each other. The ring that Sisi accidentally took off, and gave it to Hanif again. Now it began to be pinned again, on the woman's ring finger. Witnessed by Faisal, as Sisi's father. Nek Puspita and Bu Tadi as Hanif's parents. Now they officially become husband and wife candidates.

Once again the ring is placed on his ring finger. The side returned to its seat. Now they can smile with relief because the show went well. And now it was their time, enjoying the treats provided on the table.

While talking. There is still something that stirs the mind of the athletic man. There was still something he wanted to tell Faisal. Cultivating his courage, he finally spoke.

"Sorry, Doc. I want my marriage and Sisi to accelerate. Because I don't want to, delay it again. About the exact time, according to Faisal's doctor?" Faisal could understand the man's anger. He just feels happy. He said faster would be better.

"If I do that, I'll be back with my extended family. Sisi still has complete grandparents. I promise, it won't be long. Inshaa Allah will not arrive next month." Faisal's reply made the heart a little relieved. That means there's not a month left, Sisi will be his wife.

Everything went well. It's time for the Hanif family to retire. With Faisal and Sisi ushered in, they walked out. Faisal stopped at the door, not taking him to the car. Miss dance and Grandpa Puspita, enter the car first, when they have reached the yard. Stay the two of them, Hanif and Sisi.

Before getting into his car, Hanif stopped his steps, followed by Sisi. Once again, Hanif was completely shocked by the woman's appearance. He was left flabbergasted by Sisi's display, tonight.

"You're beautiful, tonight!" One sentence praising her lady puja came out of Hanif's lips. Making the praised one, blushing embarrassed by it.

"I'll go home first, yeah! See you in dreamland" Hanif said, making the woman laugh.

"Be careful, yes!" That's the only thing that can come out of Sisi's lips. Makes the man float happily like a man who is kasmaran.

After Hanif's departure, Sisi went inside and went straight to his room. Really he did not expect, if in the application of his loved ones will make his heart beat fast. Feeling happy, haru mixed into one in his heart.

A simple proposal that is only done with the meeting of both parents from both sides. It does not reduce the happy moment.

Sisi changed his clothes with his long-sleeved nightgown and instant hijab. He got a cellphone that he had not touched during the application event. He did not even capture the moment of the ring exchange. Luckily Bu Tari captured that beautiful moment. Evidently, a message on the phone Sisi from Bu Tari containing the photo.

Sisi quickly uploaded it on his WhatsApp status with coption

'Bismil was bornrahmannurrahim, may you be the best priest for me'.

After uploading the photo, he laid his body on the bed. Shortly after, several messages came from his phone. Fill in the message from his friends who comment on the post he just uploaded.

Some congratulate and pray for its smoothness until the end of the day. There is also a sprain because it is not invited him how to engage. One message that caught his attention was from Iqbal. He quickly opened it.

'cie.who has been proposed.' Iqbal's message.

Sisi also replied. 'iya dong. emang you are not a gercep. When do you want to follow us'

Not long after Iqbal's reply.

'so fast, just pray!'

'definitely, dong!'

After replying to chatan Iqbal. Sisi put his phone back on the nightstand, hasn't switched hands Sisi from there. The phone rings again. Side picked up again, the phone and saw who called him. After finding out, who called Hanif. The side immediately shifted the green phone sign from his phone.

"Yes baby!"

"What are you doing?"

"Chattingan with Iqbal.." not long after Hanif hung up again.