Rasidha Bidadari Clear-eyed

Chapter 16 - Agree

A while later, Rasidah came out from inside the room which stunned everyone. Army-colored syar'i gamis are attached to his body very beautifully, combined with matching colored hijab, very suitable on his skin that is like milk white. 

"Well, it turns out our Rasidha is very beautiful using army-colored gamis. You're so good at choosing the color of her clothes that matches her white skin." Praise Aisyah who glanced at her sister-in-law, smart to choose a challenging color. 

"Of course."

"But there is still less" said Ayna who sought her shortcomings. 

"No man is perfect, don't you see how your brother looks so beautiful?" said Aisyah who looked at her daughter.

"Try to see the face of Rasidha who looks pale, give a little moisturizer and also powder to make it look more fresh. They will be surprised to see such a pale face" said Ayna who commented on the appearance of her cousin's sister.

"You're right, too, but I can't dress her up." Thought Aisyah who was a whiny, she only dressed up at the time of the qobul ijab. The reason is only one, her husband prefers a face that is not touched make up.

"Just calm down, I can." Sela Suci, she knows a lot about make up while being the leader of the company that must be demanded with a fresh face seen. 

"Yes, you danced Rasidha." Said Aisyah who returned to the kitchen to prepare a banquet welcoming guests. 

Rasidha felt uncomfortable with the makeup given by the mother, because it was not used to making her always block the Holy hand. "Mother, stop! No need to dress me up like a doll. Jka ustadz Afif and his family like me, no matter how pale my face is." His complaint. 

"You better shut up, I'm waiting for this day to come. Can dress my son when his proposal arrives," to the saint who gives a thin makeup polish like a Korean artist, not striking and even looks fresh. "It's over." She smiled satisfied with expectations, admiring the beauty of her son who even surpassed her in youth. "Now open your eyes!" it was her words that the girl followed that opened her eyes slowly.

Rasidha was very surprised, if the image in the mirror was her. A gaping mouth, staring in admiration. "Is that me?" he said, pointing at his own reflection in the mirror, so shocked by what he saw so real.

"True, it's Mom's daughter. Rasidha Humairah." The Sacred Speaker who hugged her daughter for a split second and let go.

"Why so long? The family of ustadz Afif has arrived." Ayna entered the room and widened her eyes when she saw a woman who was like an angel. "What is Rasidha's brother?" his question was staring at the aunt, while Suci nodded her head. 

"It's me, don't you recognize your brother anymore?" cetus Rasidha pretended to sulk.

"God, what a beautiful creation of God. Sister is amazing, like an angel." Praise Ayna for the head. 

"Don't over-praise me."

"Let's go out, everyone is waiting for Rasida!" bring him.

"All right." 

Suci led his son to meet the extended family of the Afif ustadz, walking slowly which actually made Rasidha very nervous. "Mom, I'm so nervous. Can I go to the toilet first?" 

"Dear, do you want to go to the toilet at a time like this?"

"All of a sudden, my stomach feels in a stir."

"Why talk about syndromes?" lirih Rasidha who made Saints chuckle, because he only made it up. 

"Here you go, don't forget the adab at the uniting number." Sacred Wejangan. 

"Yes, my mother dear." Rasidha replied that with his mother, not like mother and child, but they look like brother and sister.

Arriving at the guest room, Rasidha greeted the elders and some of the Afif Ustadz families with courtesy. Choosing to sit next to his mother, and holding Holy hands to sweat. 

"Relax me, they will not eat you, whispered the smiling Saint. 

"I wouldn't be this big if they looked at me like that" Rasidha whispered as she got the chance. How not? Everyone immediately fell silent and looked at her face that was so different from the makeup polish, very beautiful. 

Ustadz Afif was also silent and did not even blink when he saw Rasidha who was very different, very beautiful and beautiful to the eye. "Don't just dress up pretty especially when she wears thin makeup, looks almost perfect," she murmured in a heart of admiration and fascination. He quickly took a stand when he realized his mistake of staring at the beautiful girl for quite a long time.

Start a conversation between the family, Zaid spoke up when it comes to his son who was proposed by the youth. Actually quite heavy if in the position of a father, let go of the beloved princess living together with her new family, and in the end the wife will accompany her after the children have a new family. 

Everyone had also agreed on the wedding to be held after Ustadz Afif completed his studies, as Rasidha also could not get married in a very short time considering her unprepared self, I want to finish college in Indonesia. 

"Well, in a year we will marry Rasidha to ustadz Afif. One thing I want from the man who is my son's future husband, please take care of him wholeheartedly." Zaid's eyes seemed teary, for eighteen years he cared for Rasidha in joy and sorrow.

"God willing, I will guard it with all my heart and also guide it towards Jannah." Reply to ustadz Afif who tied the jandi, feeling his palms that felt heavy with a promise. Wishing to grant it or death comes first, all by His will.

"O Allah, give me the courage not to violate and also make my family including my father feel ashamed." Rasidha also felt a burden on his shoulder, a pikulan that was quite heavy.

Everyone seemed happy, even though the wedding would be held for another year. Everything began to eat the banquet in front of the eyes and began to joke. Ustadz Afif glanced at Rasidha and gestured to follow him.

Rasidha pulls Ayna back, she does not want to cause slander. 

"What's what Ustadz?" asked Rasidha who was keeping a distance of one meter from the man. 

"After this we will not meet. I'm sorry if I'm presumptuous, but I may ask for your picture." Ustadz Afif said that lowered his voice, a little anxious if you get rejection. 

"What did it do, Ustadz?" Rasidha did not understand, frowning very curious.

"For me the passion to complete the study faster than the target."

"All right."

Ustadz Afif was very happy and immediately pulled out his phone, shooting Rasidha so stiff on camera. "Can you smile?" her door.

At first Rasidha smiled stiffly, so many photos were taken but it looked monotonous. Until finally getting a very fitting pose. "That's enough, this photo is great." Point the man who is showing the phone screen at her.