Tell Your Father I'm a Muslim

Tell Your Father I'm a Muslim
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”Father, I want to see David, and I want Father to come with me.” In the midst of his sobs, Maryam said.


”Father can't come with you. Go and meet him. You can use Father's car. Say hello to David, tell him to visit here because his foster father misses him so much.”


”Now you are also my son, Maryam,”.


”Thank you for your kindness, Father.” Maryam bowed in reverence, asking permission to immediately withdraw from the priest's residence and immediately sought David's address.


When Maryam was about to open the car door, Pinocchio, David's beloved dog, barked as if demanding Maryam's attention.


”Bring Pinocchio with you, Maryam. He misses David very much,” said the Pastor. Maryam finally brought the dog


that's with.


Maryam was speeding through New York City with Pinocchio in the back seat of the car. The dog looked out the window and stuck out his tongue. Maybe he can't wait to be soon


meet with his master.


Maryam was also impatient to meet her first love. For hours Maryam and Pinocchio explored each part of the country, until finally Mary arrived at the same place as listed in the address he got from David's father. Maryam decided to ask the locals about the address she was carrying. Someone gave direction, Maryam drove back.


At the end of a vast vegetable and fruit farm, Maryam saw a house that stood quite majestic. Maryam slightly squinted her eyes, sharpening her vision forward. He kept driving his car quite slowly because of the rocky road. He decided to stop his car in front of the house.


With Pinocchio walking ahead, Maryam walked towards the house. Beside the house stood a vaulted building without walls, only pillars supporting it. Maryam saw that there were many small children in it sitting neatly reading something. The more Maryam approached the building, the more Maryam heard like verses of the Qur’an being chanted.


There was a man wearing a white shirt and a coloured head covering in the middle of the little ones. Pinocchio suddenly barked loudly, making the sight of the small children in the building directed at him. That white-tinted man


standing up, he was surprised to see Maryam and Pinocchio in front of him.


”David..” Maryam. He could not believe the figure standing in front of him.


”Dave, are you..” Maryam has not yet finished her sentence, David smiles and nods at her.


”Assalamu’alaykum. How are you, Maryam? (How are you, Maryam?)”


”Waalaykumussalam. You’re a moslem, Dave! (You're Muslim, Dave!)” Maryam was completely flabbergasted when she heard David greeting her. He still does not fully believe what he is going through.


Pinocchio approached David, David approached him in a sitting position.


”Pinocio, I miss you, but this time I can no longer carelessly hug you. Not that I hate you, but because I have to keep your saliva from being exposed to my body. You won't be mad, will you?”


David invites his dog to talk, but only responded with a salakan.


”Maryam, where is Khaled, anyway? (Maryam, by the way, where is Khaled?)” ask David.


Maryam. He had not yet spoken, suddenly a little boy ran towards them.


”Daddy.. Daddy.. Grandma calls you.. (Dad.. Fathering.. Grandma called you.)” Said the little boy slightly gasping.


Maryam was shocked when she heard the little boy calling David with Daddy's call.


”You're married, Dave?” there was a bit of disappointment that Maryam tried to hide from David.


”You haven't answered my question, Maryam,” David said again.


”Long story, Dave.” Maryam turned her face away from David.


”Okey, fine. You must be tired. let’s get in to my house! (All right. You must be tired. Let's get into my house!)” David took Maryam


her house.


”Mom, I have a beautiful guest for you! (Ma, I have a beautiful guest for you!)” David said as soon as he reached his door.


A veiled old mother suddenly appeared, she was flabbergasted when she saw Maryam.


”Subhanallah.. Who is she, Dave? You’re right, she’s such a beautiful girl. (Who is he, Dave? You're right, she's really a pretty girl.)” The mother smiled meaningfully at Maryam.


”Maryam, this is my mom. (Maryam, this is my mother.)” David introduced his mother to Maryam.


Maryam cheers on David's mother. The woman invited him to sit down.


”Sorry, I can't stay here long. Tomorrow I have to work again. I have to go home soon.” Maryam tried to evade.


Actually Maryam still wants to be with David, but after she finds out that David already has children, she feels uncomfortable


be right there.


”Rest here first, don't rush. You must have come from far away, right?” david's Mother's Pinta to Maryam.


”No, Mom. I thank you for the offer, but I have to go home soon. I just want to deliver Pinocchio and send greetings from adoptive father David.” Maryam politely declined David's mother's offer.


”Dave, your foster father said that he misses you a lot, and wants you to visit him occasionally.” Maryam turned to David.


”I'm saying goodbye now. Assalamu’alaikum.” Maryam shook David's mother's hand again and left the house.


”Maryam, you haven't told me about your husband.” David tried to block his pace with questions.


Maryam's steps stopped, David watched her.


”I did marry him, Dave. I made one plea to her not to touch me before I could forget someone, but I haven't been able to. He decided to divorce me.”


Mary breathed a moment. ”I gota go now (I have to go now),” he continued again, while directly turning away from David.


my parents are Muslims, not because of love to get you, but because my heart has been steady in choosing him.” The face of Maryam


down deep.


”I still love you, Dave. I can't forget you. By Allah.” Maryam's voice shook, then continued, ”If you


do want to make me as your wife, I am ready right now.”


David roars in haru.


”Until this second I still haven't chosen another woman besides you, Maryam. I always hoped God would give you to me. I still save love for you,” he said almost sniffled.


The meeting that day ended up moving.


***


”Dad, a young Muslim American proposed to me. He and his family want to go to Dubai to see you. Did you approve of it?”


Maryam called her father.


”American Muslim youth, son? Whoever it is, I bless it. Don't tell them to come here, let mom and dad get there.” His father sounded so happy.


Maryam's father and mother came to David's place. Maryam was there first. That day, his father took Zahara with him in his arms.


”Dad... Mother...” welcome her cheerfully.


”You're fine here, Son?” the mother stroked Maryam's cheeks gently.


”I’m fine, Mom,” she replied smiling.


”Where is the young man who wants to propose to you, son?” ask Maryam's father.


David appeared between the three of them. His father was flabbergasted to notice David who looked completely different. His appearance is so mature with a robe that is stretched out to the eye


his feet.


”Assalamu’alaikum.” said David while looking down full of reverence. The look on the faces of Maryam's father and mother showed more astonishment.


”Waalaikumussalam. David.. Is it really you? You..” Maryam's father stammered, as if still confused what to say. Maryam's mother embraces


his daughter, channeling happy energy. David answered with a smile.


***


That month, a wedding was held in a farm area owned by David. Maryam was so graceful behind her wedding dress. Several families of Maryam from Dubai specifically present to enliven. Angel and Jardon were seen present together.


David wept when his adoptive father came with the monks. Hugging the body that has begun to age. David kissed


his feet with a deep sense of reverence.


”However you are still my son, Dave. I will still love you. I have absolutely no right to determine your beliefs. Your prayers will always be with you. May your marriage be blessed by God.” The priest cried in David's arms.


”Thank you, Dad. Thank you for your support all this time. Although we have different beliefs, I still have to respect you, because you are my foster father. It was my father who took care of me since I was a child. I love you so much, Dad.” David tergugu's.


”Only one father's request, don't you forget father. Come as often as possible to church to visit my father. Dad doesn't want you


leave dad, Nak.”


They both dissolve in the heat.


***


The wedding took place, ijab kabul was pledged. Maryam cried profusely when she could touch David's hand and kiss him. And so did David who did not lose. Maryam


I was embarrassed when David looked at me so close.


”Maryam, may I hold you? I just want to hug you tonight, hold you until morning. I want to let go of all the sadness of the love I've been through with you, Maryam.” David whispered softly in Mary's ear.


Maryam raised her face, facing him right in David's face. Now they look at each other.


”Now it doesn't take another forty years for God to take away our sins, Dave. Allah will even reward you in every inch you touch me. I sincerely hand over my whole soul and body to you, Dave, My Husband.”


David held Maryam tightly. Maryam put her head on David's chest. The atmosphere of a loving haru rushes from inside the bridal room. David and Maryam never stop saying hamdalah. Their hearts humbly echoed the song of love.


**S E L E S A I**


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