Prince Cinta Beda Religious

Proposal

After praying Isa, Isma chose to sit casually on the balcony of his room. A gentle night wind, flying the end of her Hijab. His eyes looked at the sky filled with stars and the moon.

"Holy are You, O God, who created all beauty." - He said.

Isma smiling happily. His heart felt comfortable even though there was a bit of a strange vibe that was not so understood by his intentions.

"O Allah, I leave all the affairs of this heart to you. You're the one who knows better what I don't know."

Isma closed her eyes. Back to Prince's words this afternoon.

*"I know you don't love me yet. But I remember what you said about it. You're going to marry someone who sincerely asks you to both of your parents, even if you don't love him yet, right?"

Isma nodded slowly. "But, the boss must remember one thing that is certain and most important."

"About what?" Ask Prince curiously.

"About..I will never marry a man of different religion with me."

Instead of being surprised or surprised, Prince smiled while nodding his head.

"I know about that. I'm not marrying you now. But after that I am absolutely sure to study Islam and love Islam as much as I love you." Be firm with confidence.

Hearing that answer made Isma's heart raging erratically. His heart rate was shaking faster than usual. His face suddenly felt hot and perhaps his cheeks were flushed at this moment. And many times Isma gulped his saliva to calm his mind and heart.

"Isma, what's wrong with you?" Prince asked astonished to see Isma who was getting restless.

Isma did not answer, she just tried to smile. And Prince knew Isma was just forcing herself to smile.*

Isma opened her eyes, as the gust of wind slapped her cheeks getting louder, giving her goosebumps and starting to feel cold.

Tok.dok…

"Dek.. deck... Isma.." Call Arya from outside her room.

Isma heard the call, she immediately went into the room and opened the door to see Arya.

"What's up, Mom?"

"The same Umi has arrived. They're still downstairs."

"Same on Abah? Inhere? Now?" Isma asked trying to make sure what she heard was not wrong.

Arya nodded happily. Then the two rushed down to welcome the arrival of Abah and Umi. They ran with happy smiles, like little children welcoming their mother from the market.

"Slow Isma. It'll fall, deck!" Calling Fitri who just opened the door of the house.

Umi and Abah stepped closer with a smile. Umi immediately clutched the bodies of her two children who missed her so much. They had not met for nearly a year.

"My children." Umi said, then kissed them on the forehead. "Umi misses.." stroking the cheeks of her two children.

"Adek also miss buwaaangaattt with Umi." Hugged his body back.

"Change." Greet Arya while kissing the back of Abah's hand.

Isma did the same. Then they walked into the house and sat down while chatting in the living room.

"Umi don't ngabari, adek." Rengek Isma spoiled by continuing to hug Umi.

"So Abah attended a meeting at the Agricultural Office. It's not that far away from your home. Yeah, I asked umi to stop by." Umi clear.

"And actually, there's something important that I want to tell you." Continue Abah.

Isma looked at Umi to find out, but Umi just smiled and kissed Isma's forehead. Arya and Fitri looked at each other.

"What news, Bah? Good news, huh?" Ask Isma curious.

Abah smiled for a moment. Then Abah took out a small red box from his suit pocket. Isma fell silent, her mind began to try to guess.

"Ring?" Guess Fitri sontak. Then he immediately smothered his own mouth.

And the atmosphere was suddenly silent for a moment. Umi grasped the soft tagan Isma. Then, Umi looked at Isma's face with a warm and loving smile.

"It's a proposal ring." Abah began to explain. "This ring belongs to you, nduk." Pushing the little box in front of Isma.

"Umi'll put it on your ring finger." Connect Umi.

Without asking, Umi immediately opened a small red box containing a beautiful and luxurious jewel ring. Umi pulled the ring finger of Isma's left hand. Then put the ring on Isma's ring finger.

Isma was silent. Actually, there are a lot of questions in his head. But for some reason, his mouth was stiff to speak.

Arya and Fitri silently watched the process of wearing the ring. Then they looked at each other and shook their heads together. While Abah and Umi smiled happily seeing the ring fit on Isma's ring finger.

Seriate…