
Eventually Dimas and his friends had completed a study program in the XI class. He is now in class XII and less than a year to complete his education at the Darussalam boarding school.
While Maryam began to be urged to give up her singles, it was appropriate to receive advice from a man who was serious about her.
An Ustadzah who had a child who was the same age as Maryam expressed his intention to preach Maryam for his son to Ustadz Hasan.
Ustadz Hasan did not give an answer, because he had to ask his daughter directly.
"How son, are you ready"
"Maryam hasn't thought about marriage yet, Bi. Maryam think first"
"Yes, but don't think too late. For Nak Yusuf and his mother are waiting for your answer" Hasan asked.
"Yes Bi, Give Mary a month to think about and ensure the readiness of Maryam's heart".
Accidentally from behind the wall Dimas had heard the conversation between the father and the child.
Surprised, definitely. It turns out that his idol Ustadzah will be dikhitbah. Dimas who heard all that rushed to run back to his class. Unknowingly his wallet fell out of his pants pocket.
Arriving in class, Dimas threw himself on the table. Sighing deeply and rubbing his face rough.
"Oh my God, how is this. What should I do" he said.
"Woy... Why else you" asked Arya
"Why not" he answered briefly.
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Hasan came to his former father-in-law's house, to meet his best friend Fahri.
"Hey sir Ustadz, the tumben is coming home. What wind brought Ustadz this success here" asked Fahri curiously.
"Silaturahmi. About aunty mana"
"Mama's father is out of town again, the opening of a new hotel branch"
"Oh... Fais hasn't finished his master's college"
"Not yet, he will have time off 2 new years continued after his graduation"
Hm...
Hasan circled his gaze throughout the house, looking for a figure that disturbed his mind and heart.
Fahri understood his best friend, without needing to ask he knew that Hasan was looking for news about his sister.
"Zahra again played to Dimas's parents' house, then again also back" said Fahri bluntly.
Hasan just threw a smile at his best friend.
"What do you think if I want to marry Zahra again".
"What do you think Zahra's ready for"
"I know Mr. Ustadz, my heart's business can be reckless" replied Fahri.
"Haha"
The two laughed together and went back to reminiscing about their twisting youth.
"Assalamu'alaikum" said Zahra, who arrived after visiting her former father-in-law.
"Wa Alaikum Salam"
"Well, this is the one who was talking back" Fahri deliberately said so
"Whatever" replied Zahra no less curious.
"Ask the same person. Mo's brother take a shower first"
Hasan became misbehaved like ABG who was new to love.
"How is it, Dek" said Hasan, opening silence.
"Alhamdulillah good. Ustadz same Maryam how"
"Good God"
The atmosphere returned to silence, Hasan scratched his nape at a loss as to how to express it.
"Like Deck, Anu... That"
Zahra was astonished to see Hasan's cautious attitude, what he wanted to say to such an extent
"What's up Ustadz, please talk and ask. God willing I will answer"
Dag... Digs... Dugs...
"Bismillah... Are you willing to accept my proposal"
"..."
Zahra was silent, not expecting the question to come out of Ustadz Hasan's mouth.
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Seriate...
Note
Indeed, no one wants to unite with an unloved person and separate from a loved one. But that doesn't mean it's impassable. The heart can learn. Learn to leave, be abandoned, accept and be accepted in the name of love. Love for the owner of life.