
Message from caol imam
After that they immediately went to the pesantren mosque to perform Maghrib prayer, while in Jakarta precisely at home the image of his family re-assembled to talk about the answer to the image that received the application of ustad ilyas.
"So you've received an application from Ilyas deck?" Ask anton
"Yes bang"
"Udah sure right? Not forced?" Tanya grand looked at her youngest sister
"God is sure of the bang and not because it was forced"
"Ciye who wants to get married" teased Rika while nudging her sister's shoulder
"What the hell, brother" replied the image
"After marriage will you live in Bandung dong? That means we will stay away again" said anton lesuh.
"You're going to stay at Bandung dek?" Ask the great
"But don't know bang" replied the image also took a sluggish because thinking will be far with his family again
"What the hell are you guys? The image will follow what her husband says come wherever it is just like you who also bring your wife wherever kalia tinggla" replied Mansyur father
"What do you want?" Tanya citra, this is a worrying image where the image must be separated from her family again.
"Yes dad will stay here just as bang anton anyways the big bang house is also near here Rika's sister as well so you don't have to worry because there are many who take care of dad here"
"Follow as well" said love
"Father will often stay at the adek house"
"Mean means stay the same adek yah open nginap seseki" said love
"Father is already comfortable here deck, here are the grandchildren of the father who make the father not lonely "
"All right" said love in the end
"So when's the wedding?" Ask Rica
"Quickly, something good must be accelerated" replied Mansyur's father "already at night you guys rest gih dad also want to enter the room" said Mansyur's father as he walked into his room.
"Good night, Dad" they all said
"Good night" replied Mansyur's father
"I also want to go straight to the room" said Love and entered her room .
After the imagery performing the prayer isya citra contact saras to say that we will get married soon.
"Assalamualaikum Saras" said the image after Saras answered his phone
"Waalaikumussam, how are you cit?"
"Thank God, if you are a race?"
"I'm good too"
"Where is my niece-to-be blom?"
"For this effort, this is just another effort you even disturb" said Saras with his unwillingness
"Astagfirullah Saras why the more days your speech the more wrong, the more pity your husband"
"Where is it, my husband is happy to have a good wife" Saras replied with a chuckle
"Now not a solhot"
"Solehot loh citra"
"Solehot what else?"
"You don't know the hell?"
"Make it tell you"
"You married first let me know"
"Why should we get married first? Just answer what is difficult"
"Let your husband answer later"
"You are that. Oh yes race, soon I want to get married" said love
"Oh, uh HAHHH? Whatwasthat? How-how? Who wants to marry?" Saras asked excitedly even her husband was shocked by Saras' screams
"Astagfirullah put a small voice on her" said Ali her husband Saras
"Hehehe sorry mas abis si citra makes me shocked fortunately my heart glue is strong if it has not moved the heart to the stomach" said Saras while the image only laughs across there.
"You don't laugh, tell me who's getting married"
"Eatya if elegant shock dong this you are already rich cat flops"
"You have a concept that is shocked elegant and you do not digalihin talk quickly answer my question earlier "
"Astagfirullah citraaaa"
"Hehehe was right, so last Sunday I was proposed and I answered"
"The story is detailed dong citra, and again who proposed to you? Do I know? He's good not his guy? Which one is my husband?"
"It's my husband-to-be"
"Had said it was all prospective husbands"
"Yes, that's right"
"For me my husband is the most handsome, so who is he? Do you know all about him?"
"It's been and it turns out that my father also knows his family well"
"Oh yeah? Wh who? Do I know?"
"Well, you know how we even met?"
"Who's the guy?"
"Ustadz Ilyas"
"Huh? What happened to ustadz Ilyas?"
"He's the one who proposed to me"
"Oh, HUHHH? Who?" Again and again her husband Saras and love were shocked by the screams of Saras, even Ali who was checking the duty of santri was smearing her santri book accidentally spite her shock.
"Asgfirullah make a small sound"
"Sorry mas this time can not, this son of Mansyur's father always make me hang"
"The chill again the sound of the deck is not good to hear people"
"Yes" answered Saras while the image laughed again hearing Saras in her husband's omeli.
"Your son laughs there cit, I want to feel like I drowned you in the well of Mr. Umar"
"Whose father?"
"My new neighbors here people bring bangat cit, uh why even so talk about Mr Umar anyway?"
"You're the one who told the old story"
"Yes, have you been quick to tell me how the story is you can be lamar ustadz Ilyas?"
"Huh? Ustadz Ilyas lamar image deck?" Ali asked Saras
"Yes loh mas"
"Can't you?"
"Where do I know, this just wanted to be asked"
"Do you guys even talk?" Said the image across there
"Oh yeah I forgot, so how's the story of the cit?" Saras asked again while Ustadz Ali had approached his wife because of the kepo follow-up with the image story.
"I'm confused about the story from which everything was too sudden"
"When are you in the room?"
"Last week when I just returned from Bandung I went straight to the hospital and the night I went home to the house of Ustadz Ilyas with his family already at home to forgive their intentions"
"Do you accept the proposal?" Ask Saras
"Yes"
"Alhamdulillah O Allah, you are not single anymore" Saras said happily "I'm happy because that will be your husband ustadz Ilyas first I know he is still single I have no intention to jodhin you two but it turns out before I act God has already acted, God has already acted, ah beautiful scenario "saras said with a smile and leaned against his husband's chest.
"So you will stay in Bandung dong cit? Well glad I'm the same theme of the gibah" Saras said again
"Who wants a gibbah?" Ali Sabil asked, staring intently at his wife
"Hehehe becanda mas"
"How come you guys are even cool talking together" irritated the image
"I'm sorry, so you'll be staying in Bandung right?" Ask Saras again
"I'm with a husband of a race"
"It's time to follow someone else's husband"
"There is no end to assalamualaikum"
"Vaalaikumussaam"
After running out of the phone with Saras the image does not go to sleep immediately but the image is still surfing social media very rarely the image is open until suddenly there is an incoming notification of a new number that makes the image deg-degan.
"Assalamualaikum future wife"