My husband never loved me

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"Bismillah, Ham!" Umi Qoniah smiled looking at her nervous son.

"Yes, let's go in!" exclaim Mr. Zakri continued his car to enter the courtyard of Faisal's house.

After parking the car, they came out from inside. The heart of Inspiration is racing, but does not undo his intention to keep moving forward.

They walked to the main door. The owners of the house are already waiting for their arrival. The door of the house was wide open. Shortly after, Faisal came from inside. Faisal who saw his guest had come to the family of Ilham.

"Assalamualaik." Abi Abdullah said his greetings and smiled kindly as Faisal approached him.

"Waalaikumussalam, let's please enter Kyai Abdulloh and family." They finally went inside to the living room sofa. After that, find their seats. Umi Qoniah sat beside Ilham, while Kyai Abdullah sat beside his younger brother. And Faisal himself sat down opposite Ilham.

"Include me his Abi Ilham, this is my brother Zakri. And that's my wife, Qoniah. The one next to him is Muhammad Ilham." Kyai Abdullah introduced Faisal to his family one by one. And in response to the smiles and nods of Faisal.

"It's great to be in touch with the Kyai family, and hopefully this friendship can go well, in the future." They smiled broadly.

Shortly after, Yulia and Bi Imah came from inside. Yulia greeted the Umi Qoniah, and clenched her hands to her male guest. While bi Imah, he presented drinks and snacks as a complement to their chat.

"Let's drink!" tawar Faisal invited his guests to drink the warm tea that had been served at the table.

Before entering into a serious chat, they first chat lightly to make it look more familiar and not awkward anymore. While Ilham, the man still looked nervous and in disbelief. Evidently when he was mentioned by name or asked by Faisal. All were briefly answered by Ilham. It is very different from his daily life that looks authoritative in front of people.

"Ustadz Ilham, have you met my daughter before?" faisal asked in the middle of their conversation.

"Already, Doc. Coincidentally Sisi is one of my students, where I teach," replied Ilham who began to calm down a little.

"Oh, so. But, Sisi never told ya Bun, same us!" Faisal looked at his wife.

"Because Nak Sisi and my son don't know about this matchmaking yet." The question addressed to Yulia, answered by Umi Qoniah. Faisal and Yulia simply nodded.

"Then I call my daughter for a minute." Yulia went back inside to call the front side.

He walked towards the top floor, after which passed through the twins room and arrived at Sisi's room. The door to her room was not closed, Yulia went straight inside.

The side that was sitting on the edge of his bed, pulled away when his mother came. His feelings from this morning were covered with anxiety, anxiety and confusion.

"Bun!" sermon brief. Yulia smiled widely and grabbed her daughter's shoulders.

Sisi looks beautiful with a peach-colored robe and hijab that matches her gamis. The woman looked at her mother's face. Ask for support for his turmoil.

"Darling, let's go ahead. The man who is going to propose to you has already come," asked Yulia to Sisi. But the woman was still sculpting, with a face that was pinched. "What's wrong with you, baby?"

"Bun, Nervous side. Sisi's afraid, afraid that Sisi's decision is wrong." Yulia stared fixedly at the look in her eyes Sisi. It was clear there, that fear.

Yulia embraces Sisi's shoulders, after which they walk hand in hand towards the living room. The nervous feeling still attacked Sisi, back then. But when the look in his eyes caught a familiar figure, his heart immediately beat violently. He looked confused at that figure. "Sir Ilham, Umi!" ogre.

While Umi Qoniah, the woman smiling kindly welcomed Sisi's presence in the room. So did Abu Abdullah, and Mr. Zakri. But not with Inspiration, the man looks nervous when faced again with Sisi. But he still forced to smile at the woman, so as not to look nervous.

"Darling!" saya Umi Qoniah. Sisi turned his head towards his mother, asking the woman beside him for an explanation. Yulia nodded and smiled in response to the question Sisi had in mind.

With Sisi slowly stepping his feet towards Umi Qoniah, the woman smiled kindly to welcome him and immediately hugged Sisi when he was in front of him. "Darling, I'm sorry Umi didn't tell you that."

"Not what, Umi." They let each other out hugs. Now Sisi's iris turns on the two figures of a man wearing a uniform batik shirt sitting on the left side of Umi Qoniah.

"Assalamualaikum, Abi. Assalamualaikum Uncle!" Sisi greeted one by one the two men.

"Waalaikumussalam, the real beauty is Ham!" goda sir Zakri they all chuckled, but not with Sisi dsn Ilham. They just look more awkward.

"Darling, sit down next to Dad!" tell Faisal to pat the sofa next to him. Not waiting for long, Sisi walked towards Father and his mother after landing his butt on the sofa that was pointed by Faisal.

A serious atmosphere was already beginning to appear there. Abi Abdullah handed over the intention of his arrival to Faisal's house to his younger brother.

"So this is Mr. Faisal's family." Mr. Zakri paused his sentence. "The purpose of our arrival here is to preach the daughter of the Father, Sisi to our son Muhammad Ilham fahrizi. We hope very much, Mr. Faisal will accept the sermons of our son."

"I, as a parent of Sisi, received the goodwill of the family of Kyai Abdullah. For the decision to accept or not I leave it directly to my daughter!"

Now the irises of those who were there turned to look towards Sisi. Meanwhile, his side looked towards Inspiration. In his face attached to the face of the man who these few days disturbed his heart and mind. After his heart was sure to say 'yes' at that very moment the sound of greeting shocked all of them.

"Assynnya!" The voice of a man and a woman together.

"Goddessalam!" answer everything.

They both went inside. Sisi's gaze turned on his two guests who had just arrived. With Faisal and the others. The center of attention of them was Ilham, the man seemed familiar with the figure of the man who was still standing in front of him.

Faisal moved from his seat to take the seat that was in the middle room. After getting it and taking it to the living room. Faisal invited his guests to sit down.

"Please sit!" They both sat in that chair. Hanif watched one by one the people in the room. As the look in his eyes caught Ilham, Hanif frowned.

"Ilham," he said, but still heard by those who have names.

"Hanif," Inspiration replied with a friendly smile. But not with Hanif, the man actually felt annoyed with Ilham. They felt like there was a bad time before.

To be continued

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