Seikhlas Love Afifa 2

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Morning changed afternoon, afternoon changed afternoon, Today Wulan really can not Focus with the design picture, other than thinking about the attitude of his daughter last night, and there are other things of course that continue to disturb his mind at this time. Waiting.., waiting for the time to come, where his future will be determined this afternoon. The future of himself, his family, his life, and his love story with Faqih of course.

At 3.40 pm, Faqih's silver car was parked in front of Wulan's house. an ivory shirt suit that he rolls half sleeves combined with material trousers with matching colors adds to the charisma of wisdom that has been embedded in him.

Wulan who had gotten a chat from Faqih to prepare, still remained silent in front of her dressing table, not for a long time dressed up, but looked at herself in the mirror, she said, just finding out how worthy he is for a Faqih?

He was aware of the status he was holding at the moment, she was just a woman who had fallen because of her own stupidity, the cause of the destruction of her family, her future, even had fallen at the lowest point under the insults of people. As for Faqih, He is the figure of the dream man of almost every woman as well as the figure of a dream daughter-in-law for every mother. How not, his handsome face with a well-proportioned, kind, intelligent and well-established body. As if he had not been found a bit of blame from her.

"Tok tok," the sound of a knock on the door of Wulan's room that was knocked on by someone from outside.

"Awhile...!" wulan. Then he stood up and stepped towards the door of his room, "Yes Rin?" wulan asked as she looked at her staff outside the door.

"The camera's coming, Mom! he was waiting downstairs," said Rina.

"O yeah, all right, tell him to wait a minute, I'll be right down" Wulan said. Then went back into his room, picked up the bag and stood in front of the mirror. Suits milk coffee plisket skirt combined with a short shirt long sleeved brown and veil pasmina salur color matching already he wears, add grace to himself. "Bismil was bornrohmanirrohim..," he said in front of the mirror while trying to sing a smile there, then he turned his body and stepped out to the guest who had been waiting for him.

"Are you ready, Lan?" faqih asked as he looked at the figure of the woman he was waiting for down the stairs, a smile rising from his lips without taking his eyes off the face of this woman he had long loved.

"Oh.i.i, yes, I have," replied Wulan nervously got an intense gaze from Faqih. "Come on!" ask her, so Faqih stops looking at her.

Faqih nodded then walked towards his car, followed by Wulan. He immediately opened the door for Wulan, "Please, Lan!" he said with a smile.

"Yes," Wulan replied, then got into the car, Faqih closed the door again, then he turned to the other side, opened the car door and sat behind the wheel. Faqih turned on the car engine, then turned briefly towards Wulan who was bowed to show his tension. Faqih smiled, then said. "Why, Lan?" tanyakanya.

Wulan looked startled and raised her head, turning towards Faqih, "Ah.., it's okay, Tam! I. I just don't feel sure." Say it and get back down.

Faqih shifted her seat, then extended her hand to hold Wulan's hand. "Don't be afraid! I'll convince my parents to accept you as my life partner." Say Faqih while smiling.

Wulan turned to Faqih, the eyes of the two met, Wulan fell silent, momentarily feeling one peace as she looked at Faqih's black netra who looked at her lovingly and hopefully without any lies for her. A smile was engraved from Wulan's lips. To be honest, if he did not remember who he was, of course his heart was blooming, his heart was racing as if cheering with the happiness of his heart now. However, Wulan again bowed when his consciousness was gathered, he again remembered the purpose of himself and Faqih at this time, which is to ask for the blessing of the parents of the man who was beside him now.

30 Minutes passed, on the way Wulan did not say much, only occasionally Faqih asked and only answered as necessary by Wulan. The silver car stopped and turned into a spacious yard of a large one-story house in a classic style. Then his car stopped under a large shady tree that was paddling the courtyard of the mansion.

"Let's get down, Lan! we've arrived. This is my home" Faqih asked.

Wulan did not answer, she just turned her gaze to look at every corner of the front yard of the house. Now his heart is beating faster. Wulan took a deep breath, just filling her lungs that felt empty due to tightness and anxiety. Then he nodded slowly.

The two got out of the car and walked to the door of the house that was open.

"Assalamualaikum" Faqih told everyone in the living room, who was waiting for their arrival.

"Greetings waalaikum..," replied everyone kindly.

There were Faqih's parents, Faqih's older brother and his wife, Faqih's older sister and her husband. Faqih is the youngest of the three to retire. His parents appear to be old, his father is a retired PNS government employee.

Faqih smiled seeing that his loved ones had gathered there, he felt that his intentions this time were really welcomed by his family. Of course, Faqih as the youngest child whose age is no longer young, and his marriage is very much awaited by all his extended family, last night expressed his intention to introduce his future wife this afternoon. Both of his parents are very happy and want to meet the woman of his youngest son's choice soon.

The other with Wulan. He was getting nervous and agitated watching the many people already gathered there. He could only bow while trying to bring out his best smile.

"Come on, have a seat, son!" Said Faqih's mother to Wulan.

"Thank you, Mom!" wulan replied while nodding, then sat down on the chair that had been reserved for her. This was truly a tense moment for her, even though she had been married and even had children, but only this time did she feel like a nervous girl while being introduced to her future in-laws. However, of course, not only nervous because of it, but there are other things that are much more difficult for Wulan at this time.

"Mango, Cep!" the woman replied while nodding politely, maybe the woman is a maid in this big house.

"People drink first, Neng geulis!" Said Faqih's mother with a smile.

"Satur noahun, ma'am!" Wulan replied, he grabbed the glass with the drink in front of him, then took a sip to appreciate the owner of the house, and put the glass back on the table.

"Faqih, so this is your future wife?" asked his father Faqih with his authoritative bass voice, his face looked firm but still friendly.

"Yes Father, his name is Wulan Mulyani, Faqih has known him for a long time, he was a friend of Faqih in High School" Faqih explained to his father. Everyone who was there was a beard. Wulan just nodded slowly.

"Hmmm..., so you've known each other for a long time?" ask her father again to Wulan.

"Yes, Sir!" wulan replied still bowed, not daring to raise her head.

"Are your parents still there, son?" ask again.

"My father is still there, but my mother died ten years ago" replied Wulan.

"Oh.., I'm sorry. Actually I want to talk to your parents too, but yes it's later, which is important now I've seen the girl of my son's choice." His father Faqih took his drink and sipped a sip.

Wulan was still silent waiting for the next question. At first glance he looked at Faqih who was sitting next to him with a separate chair. Faqih smiled, then nodded.

"O yes, Neng Wulan, this mother will only live alone in this house, I want that if you are married later, you live here with us," said Wulan's mother broke the silence.

"Oh.., if that's the case, it looks like I...,"

"Can't be so dong, ma'am! This Wulan already has his own house, he also has to take care of his Father and Daughter." explained Faqih.

"His daughter???" asked his mother Faqih astonished, as well as the others, with eyes directly staring at him, as if asking for an explanation with what was just said Faqih.

Wulan was speechless, and increasingly downcast, she felt that this was the time, she had to fight against the turmoil of her heart and mind, completely feeling herself for her current situation and status.

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Will Faqih's parents approve of their relationship after they find out that Wulan already has children? 🤔🤔🤔

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By : Rahma Husnul.