Not Planned Love (R3)

.9-Responsibility of a Radityan Questioned?!

📚.9-Responsibility Of A Radityan Questioned?!

قُلْ لِلْمُؤْمِنِينَ يَغُضُّوا مِنْ أَبْصَارِهِمْ وَيَحْفَظُوا فُرُوجَهُمْ ذَلِكَ أَزْكَى لَهُمْ إِنَّ اللَّهَ خَبِيرٌ بِمَا يَصْنَعُونَ. وَقُلْ لِلْمُؤْمِنَاتِ يَغْضُضْنَ مِنْ أَبْصَارِهِنَّ وَيَحْفَظْنَ فُرُوجَهُنَّ وَلَا يُبْدِينَ زِينَتَهُنَّ إِلَّا مَا ظَهَرَ مِنْهَا

“Tell men of faith: “Shall they hold their sight, and keep their mischief; that is more sacred to them, verily Allah is All-Knowing of what they do”. And say to the believing women: “Must they hold their sight, and keep their mischief*, and let them not show their adornment except that which (ordinary) appears from them.” (QS to Nour: 30-31)

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"So your name is Arsyad An-nass Senopati Az-zzioi?"

Arsyad. The handsome young man had already found and put on his clothes back. Now he's here, interrogated by the middle-aged man guarding the villa he's staying at. It had been a few minutes, and the middle-aged man named Usep was still introgating himself.

"Your name is good, with the meaning of giving a good name to a person who will later be expected to be a person who has a high position and respected."

Arsyad was stunned, himself confused by what the black-squeed man meant.

"But your actions do not reflect that."

Arsyad felt a definite stab in the man's speech. One crushing blow that disappointed his own respectability.

"The girls you sleep with are not my flesh and blood, but I have looked upon them as my own daughter."

One Fact back Arsyad find. The Villa guard gave another clarification about the foreign figure who was beside him when he woke up earlier. The word 'Ditiduri' seems too exaggerated to describe the actual event.

"So, what would you say as a defense here?" Ask mr. Usep.

"I don't want to deny what you see" Arsyad spoke up.

"Only swear by anything, if last night I did nothing but sleep with him, with a real airtian. It's also under the influence of drinks mixed with stimulants."

"Stimulating drug?"

"Yes," replied Arsyad steadily.

The pieces about last night's incident began to jab into his memory in his head. Carry an early memory slide until he can enter the place.

"Someone has framed me sir."

"Lantas, what with this fact is the honor of my daughter being able to return?"

Arsyad took a sip of his hard-earned saliva. In any case, it will not be easy regardless of the name of the responsibility.

"In Islamic law alone all this is wrong son. So, what can be improved from all this besides responsibility?"

Deg

"My daughter's honor only you know. But, what is the view of the general public if it knows this? Society will not easily accept any pretext. Moreover, the environment here is still common with free association." Said mr. Usep.

"A disgrace and a sin is his name if a girl sleeps with a man who is not his mahrom."

Arsyad knows very well about how Islam governs such views. Father and his mother always wanted to know about it from an early age. It's just that, some views of the general public in some places are still high up her customs, will consider if the disgrace is great when her daughter sleeps with a man who is not her husband. Regardless of what actually happened.

"Show the responsibility you deserve to show son" Arsyad told the audience.

"Marry my daughter, that's the best responsibility you have to take."

Deg

Arsyad was glued to his place. The shadow of the dream and its initial mind now began to run aground in the middle of the road. Arsyad memorized correctly, if one of the requirements to become a TNI RI is Never married (married) and can not marry during the first education up to 2 years after graduating the first education, after graduating the first education, known by parents/guardians, Lurah/Village Head and Office of Religious Affairs (KUA)/local civil record (battery).

Meanwhile, if Arsyad chooses to take responsibility at this time, then it is destroyed already dream that has been arranged neatly. Everything will be ripped, with what will be borne later. What should Arshad do now? When the heart begins to be overwhelmed with real confusion. His responsibilities as a Radityan are questioned here. When the act is not intended to make the tail endless until the end.

He is indeed a man who is mature in the sense that he has aged (balig) according to age. But to commit to a marriage bond, Arsyad has not been able to decide whether or not to be ready. So far he is preparing to take a military academy education, so as to achieve his goals as a TNI of the Republic of Indonesia who boasts both parents. But for everything else, Arshad is not ready.

"Think for a moment, son, I know this is not an easy thing. But this matter would be much more complicated if the young lady's father knew this, and her daughter did not get a definite account."

Arsyad nodded weakly. He had to think clearly for the future. It is not her fate alone at stake here, but the fate of a girl whose honor will surely be questioned if the public knows what has happened to her.

Because whatever we absorbency we hide the carcass, the smell will definitely be smelled too.

"I want to call someone first, can I sir?"

"Please son,"

In this case Arsyad should contact someone. Someone who has always succeeded in becoming his guide and role model until now.

The Nutt Nutt Nutt

The sound of the telephone connection that began to connect. His heart started pounding irregularly, as he imagined what expression would appear on the man's face across the street. Especially when the telephone connection is connected, the heart is soaring.

"Hallo,Assalamualaikum?"

"W-alaikumsalam, Dad?" Lirih Arsyad closed his eyes.

"What's wrong? Why call, your phone was inactive last night. Mommy and Arra are worried, are you okay?"

Arsyad is stuck in his consciousness now. What he had to say felt funny to him.

"Don't you?" Call a voice over there.

"Arshad?"

"What's that?"

"By asking for blessing." Silent for a moment, decorate the wireless telephone connection.

"Can you repeat bang?"

"Hopefully, you can come here to give your blessing."

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"Not seen you yet?" Confused Davin who immediately got an answer in the form of a sleigh.

"Don't you know, Chloe has met Seno?" Ask Aroon to switch.

"Not yet,"

"Where is Arsyad?" Confused Aroon frustrated.

It had already been an hour since the return of the camping troupe escorted by Davian and the gang. But Arsyad has not been found. The handsome figure is still a search material until now.

"Have he returned to Jakarta?" Chirps Davin monologue.

"Where might bang Seno not tell us?"

"Yes. Usually Arsyad always tells you to go." Imbuh Arsen's.

"Yes too. Uh, that's like Van'ar's car?" Davin said that made the two immediately turn their heads.

"Where?"

"That's black. Flat number B means really from Jakarta, right?"

"Yes. That was Van'ar's car. But what's Van'ar doing here?"

Arsen and Davin compactly shook their heads. Not long after, a middle-aged man appeared from inside the vehicle. Still dressed officially which of course makes the three teenagers ask questions.

"Om Van'ar what are you doing here?" Aroon asked as the man stood before him.

"Om from the union? Is there a job?" Investigate Davin.

Van'ar nodded faintly, he was indeed on the unit earlier. But not to carry out the task as usual, but to fulfill the sudden call of unity.

"Where's arsyad?"

The three teenagers he was sculpting. They are confused, they have to answer what now. The middle-aged man's son who still looked handsome still disappeared. Their existence is still unknown.

"That's om, Arsyad's missing." Lirih Aroon.

Van'ar nodded in understanding, then his gaze turned to Arsen.

"Sen, take me to the main room on the second floor of this villa."

Arsen was silent for a moment, from where the father of his best friend knew if he had indeed memorized the layout of the villa.

"Well om, let me drop off." Van'ar moved on, walking in Arsen's footsteps.

While Davin and Aroon inevitably follow the steps of their mother's twin brother. They are also still guessing what makes Van'ar can come here. Moreover, they have not found Arsyad his son.

Arrived on the second floor, where they were headed. Van'ar salam. Make four different men of age in there switch etiquette to him while returning his greetings.

"Syad, is Chloe here?" Kaget Arsen who also found the missing figure since earlier was there.

"We nyariin loe from earlier bang. It's here!" The same Aroon was surprised to see Arsyad here.

However, their shock had not yet finished paying off. The voice of a man who was flipping back the document was not sure what it was instructing.

"So, can we begin his ijab qabul?"

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Can anyone imagine how sad bang Arsyad is??

This is one of the main conflicts of the BCT. The sharp bend that keeps Arshad away from his noble mind. What do you think of Readers??

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Sukabumi 13 October 2020