Prince Cinta Beda Religious

Plan

Bandung.

Accompanied by Arya and Fitri, Prince now sits opposite abi and Umi. Isma told Abi to stay in her room.

"You used to come here, right?" Abi asked started the conversation.

"Yes Abi. I used to come." The answer is a little nervous.

"Is the purpose of your arrival now the same as that time?" Guess Abi.

Prince briefly adjusts his breath and improves his sitting position to make it more comfortable.

"Yes, Abi. This time it is still for the same purpose. . . It's just that I was a non-Muslim..."

"What is your belief now?" Sela Abi's.

"I'm Nausea, abi."

"How long has it been?" Connect Umi who is starting to be curious.

"The last three years, Umi."

"Did your family approve of your decision?" Ask Umi again.

Prince regained his breath. This time Prince began to worry, fearing the answer he would say made umi and abi return to drive him away like that time.

"Initially they didn't approve. But, over time. . . Now they're starting to take things a little bit.." Clearly nervous.

For a moment the atmosphere became quiet. Fitri and Arya just stared at each other. They are also worried, especially abi did not give any response.

"Did you two approve of Isma marrying this man?" Ask Umi at Fitri and Arya.

Both are excited.

"Yes, abi. We agree. . ." Answer Fitri spirit.

"What basis do you agree on?" Abi Timpal.

The two stared at each other.

"According to Fitri, Prince is the man in charge of abi. Fitri was sure he would take good care of Isma." Fitri.

"Are you sure you will remain devoted to Islam, even if Isma leaves you?" Ask Abi to Prince.

"God willing, abi." Rigorously.

"Are you ready to marry Isma today?" Ask abi.

Fitri and Arya widened their eyes, they were shocked to hear a challenge from Abi that sounded so serious.

"Ready, abi." Prince is sure.

"alright. Tonight, I will marry you to Isma."

"Abi, isn't it too hasty? What about all the letters. Does Abi want Isma to marry Siri to Prince?" Aryan Protest.

"You can take care of the letter today. It's only 10:25. . . So there's still about 7 more hours." Answer abi casually.

"Good abi, I'll take care of everything." Connect Prince.

There's no word no in Prince's dictionary. He will fight to justify the love of his heart that he has been waiting for all this time.

Arya daa Fitri can only nod to help Prince complete the challenge from abi.

"Then, I say goodbye, abi. Please pray for it." Prince said while greeting the abi and smiling at Umi.

Arya also joined Prince. Meanwhile, Fitri stepped into Isma's room to ask for all Isma's personal data, including diplomas, ID cards and other letters that are a condition to get marriage to the Office of Religious Affairs (KUA).

"Why hurry up?" Ask Isma astonished.

"Let's get you married tonight Ba'da isa." Fitri said while helping Isma prepare all the mail files he needed.

"Tonight?" Reset Isma.

Fitri nodded. For a moment he looked into Isma's eyes which began to glaze over.

"This fast, Tea?" The master still can't believe it.

"You guys have been waiting too long for this, deck. It is the fruit of your patience that gives up all the affairs of the heart to God." Said Fitri while sweeping away the tears that had already dripped on Isma's cheeks.

"Alhamdulillah O Allah. . ." Said Isma with her growing cry.

He momentarily bowed in gratitude, expressing the happiness that now filled the recesses of his heart.

"Team go first. Titip Arsyid, if it's too fussy call, Teteh." Her request.

Isma stared at Fitri's departure from behind the door of her slightly open room.

"O Allah, ease our business today. Aamiin's." His prayer is hopeful.

Prince drove his car calmly to the Office of Religious Affairs (KUA).

"Prince, I hope you will always take care of Isma. Don't make her sad." Saying Fitri from the back seat.

"God willing, Tea." The answer is short but firm.

"Remember Prince. As long as I am alive, do not hurt Isma. If that happens, I won't hesitate to separate you." Arya warned.

"I love Isma very much, Mas. I don't want to hurt him at all. Unless all is destiny written in lauhul mahfudz."

Prince replied calmly and confidently of his decision to make Isma halal for him and make him happy.

Hearing the Prince's earnest answer indeed can not make Arya and Fitri believe completely. However, at least they feel calm to release Isma.

It feels like Prince is the right man for Isma.

'May Allah bless you, Deck.' Inner Fitr.

While they're heading to the office. At home, Isma calls Rina.

Isma 📞"Rin, I'm getting married tonight, ba'da isa."

Rina 📞"Married? With who? Why rush?"

Isma 📞"Did Bimo not tell you about me?"

Rina 📞"I'm sorry, Is. I was angry that day."

Isma 📞"Forget. I'm sorry, I didn't tell you."

📞"I just don't know where to start, Rin."

Rina 📞"I get it, baby. I'm sorry."

📞"So you're finally getting married tonight?"

Isma 📞"Yes. I hope you can come."

Rina 📞"I'm definitely coming. As busy as that."

📞"Because I'm not you, Isma dear. . ."

The two laughed with the last sentence of Lina who insinuated the absence of Isma on her happy day.

Rina 📞"You weren't present at my wedding to avoid

📞 meet Prince. And now you're getting married."

Sindir Rina seduces Isma. Then the two laughed again. The misunderstanding between them has been well resolved.

Meanwhile, seconds await the happiness of Isma and Prince. In a luxury house in Jakarta, there is a small debate between families.

"The woman I will never approve of Prince marrying that woman of the village." Shouted the woman called Prince as Mama.

"Mom think Papa agrees? Ever since Prince decided to change religion, Papa has disagreed." Keep husband.

"We have to derail their marriage tonight, Pa. How to do it." His resolve is round.

"What, um and auntie need my help?" Suggestion of a long-haired, tall and sexy woman.

She is Amanda. He deliberately came to visit, to re-negotiate his engagement which had run aground three years ago.

"Do you want to, baby?" Ask Mama.

"You are so tantent. But on condition. . ." Amanda.

He stepped closer to the two Prince's parents.

"What conditions?" Ask Papa impatiently to know.

"Make me your son-in-law. Itung-itung continued my wedding plans with Prince that were interrupted because of Keyra." Evidently.

The couple looked at each other. Deep down, they don't really want Amanda to be their daughter-in-law. But, rather than the village women, Amandah is the best choice.

"Om and aunt agree. . ." Answer them simultaneously.

'One more step, I will master everything.' Inner Amanda.

Connect. . .