Tagged in Ikhtiar love

Sleek

With all his courage, he answered with a trembling voice. And with a trembling heart anyway,

"His name is Anna Althafunnisa Princess Pak Kiai Luffi Hakim. Klaten Origin. If it is not wrong now is a graduate program in Kuliyyatul Banat, Al Azhar."

Ustadz Mujab was shocked to hear the words coming out of Bryan's mouth. It was like hearing the sound of lightning coming close to knocking down the apartment where he and his family lived.

yep.

"Anna Althafunnisa?" Tanya Ustadz Mujab did not perca Bryan nodded while still bowing his head. Ustadz Mujab took a deep breath. It was as if he was about to pull out something that was stuck in his chest.

"Who told you about Anna Althafunnisa?"

"There was. But he doesn't want to be called Ustadz,"

Ustadz Mujab again let out a long sigh. "God is the one who organizes this journey of life. I really want to help you Yan. But it seems like fate didn't want me to help you this time. Anna Althafunnisa is still my cousin. I know exactly what he is doing right now. Baby you didn't come. Anna Althafunnisa's been proposed. He was proposed by your own friend.

"Had been proposed to my own friend? Who?"

"Vidiy! He's been proposed to Vidy a month ago."

Hearing that Bryan's bones are like dilolosi one by one. His tongue and lips are soft. Vidy again. He tried hard to control his heart and his feelings to be patient.

"I'm sorry yan. I suggest you find another one. Indonesian students in Al Azhar are many . The world is not as wide as a moringa leaf." Ustadz Mujab tried to reassure.

"Yes Ustadz. But I'm going to look for the quality of Anna Althafunnisa."

Ustadz Mujab was stunned to hear Bryan's reply. So good he set the standard. He knew Anna Althafunnisa.

"Have you ever met Anna?"

"Not yet."

'Did you ever know his face?"

"Not yet."

"The hunch that made me steady Ustadz."

"But getting married is not enough of a hunch. I'm honestly very surprised by your standards. Okay, I open a little. Anna is the star of Daaru Quran Pesantren. Since childhood he adorns himself with achievements, and achievements other than with noble character of course. He completed his S.1 in Alexandria with the predicate mumtaz. If you want to have a wife like her. Try to standardize yourself first like him. If I were his parents, and there were two Al Azhar students, one of whom was serious about learning, one was just busy making tempeh. I'm sorry, I'll definitely choose a more serious one. You certainly understand what I mean. Not that I want to offend you, but I want you to fix yourself. I want you to be more realistic. Try to see what opinion in Cairo is about you."

"Yes Ustadz. Thank ye. This would be very valuable advice to me." Bryan answered with eyes. The sentence Ustadz Saiful Mujab received was very heavy. He is very insinuated. But he can't do anything. In other languages, Ustadz Mujab wanted to say that he had absolutely "no right" to propose to Anna. Or rather simply "not worth" proposing to Anna. Only those who excel are entitled and worthy to propose. And again, the achievements seen are academic achievements. And in the eyes of people who knew him in academia, he was very underestimated because he did not also graduate from Al Azhar. He has spent eight years living it.

Bryan then excused himself. On the way to his house he shed tears. He was trying hard and patient. But he was a normal human who had tears. It is not a robot that has no feelings. He wiped his tears. He could not blame anyone if anyone underestimated him. Because in reality, he has not graduated. He tried to strengthen his heart that life continues to roll and process.

"Alright now I haven't managed to show any achievements. But wait five years. I will prove that, I Bryan Alexander Wijaya has the right to propose any godly girl."

At home he went straight to his room to rest. On the table is still lying a letter from Husna, her sister in Indonesia who reported that little Sarah needed tonsillectomy. And need the cost of boarding school uniform. He immediately remembered his responsibility as the eldest brother. She cried. He felt how sorry God was for him. God still wants him to focus on his responsibilities of financing his younger siblings. This was the wisdom he got from the event of disappointment because Anna had been proposed by others.

"God has not allowed me to marry. I still have to watch my sisters get to the gate of a clear and bright future. If I get married now, my attention to my sisters will be reduced." He whispered to himself. He was determined to close all the doors of his heart. And he will reopen when he returns to Indonesia. After he was comfortable S.1 and his sisters could already believe he was able to achieve his future.

Suddenly he smiled.

"I'm stupid why I put Kirana and Anna in my heart. Stupid me. The obvious task in the eyes of demanding responsibility is still long, even tempted by the unclear." He murmured again to himself.

He determined to work even harder. And he will study harder. He wants to succeed in two. He then remembered that he had to immediately send money to Indonesia. To Husna's account, so that Sarah can study quietly in her boarding school. He wanted his youngest brother to memorize the Quran. Suddenly he missed what his youngest brother was like. He had no idea what his sister's face was. It just

I know his face in the photo. Because he had never met her at all. When she left Indonesia, Sarah was still in her mother's womb.

"Ah, everyone has arranged. Allah Subhanahu wa Ta'ala . If it's time to meet later, I'll see you too." He murmured in his heart.

Half hour three. Perfect round full moon. Stars scattered to decorate the sky. That night the city of Cairo was prosperous. The spring wind flows. Slowly. It blows from north to south. Breaking through the doors and windows of the apartment. Spreading coolness - coolness.

Two cats cluttering. Meowing occasionally. Occasional screaming, shrill screeching memhana. Both of them were chasing with a very noisy voice for those who heard it. In the garden of an apartment in the Mutsallats area, two cats enjoy the beauty of spring. Accompanied by leaf beads stroked by the spring breeze, they seduced each other. They sing a song -

love song. Yep. A very beautiful love song, which can only be understood by the two of them.