The Angel of Gus

Pov Bul²'s

I don't know where to start with my story. But for sure I will tell you about my journey from the beginning to the present.

First of all, I was very surprised by the words of Father and Mother that I would be sent to the boarding school of her best friend in town B. I think they sent me to the holy prison because of my very spoiled nature and bar bar so they got dizzy with my attitude and imprisoned me for my love.

But in fact, I was wrong, not without reason they sent me to study religion in the diphonpes. The most surprising thing I heard, my grandfather Lutfi wanted me as his granddaughter to be a hafidzoh. That's why my parents sent me there.

The beginning that I was forced to obey the will of my parents, I think my life will be very talk when dipesantren. Just a narrow room, what's the bed.

But after being lived from day to day, because God really lives a lot of friends, yesaaa although sometimes bar I like kumat he he.

Until one day, I accidentally heard someone was praying, his voice was because God is very melodious.like drinking tea sweetener honey' sugar ' and milk hi hi hi hi hi let say diabetic. I don't know whose voice that melodious. And the next few days, I fell down on my feet with a rock. Ck dipesantren krikilan scattered where, grumbled me at that time.

Suddenly, a man came to me in his cool style. White nose...Aaaaaa I want to see her good looks.

He asked me why, ashamed of meowing I answered no papa. Though mah suakiteee warjamaaaahhhhh.but because of the prestige yes already pura bae ya.

I really admire the person I met at the time. The prince was gloved, that's how I called him. Until I knew his name was Adam.

Just a week later, imagine who sent a letter already ngantriii aja hi hi hi hi hi hi.

Until the letter with MA initials that always make me klepek klepek like a new chicken cut it.

I keep looking so curious, nanya the Disna but that boy is no use, it is a difficult forgetful reason. Though the only caretaker who knows who the initials MA is yes, the postman. But because his brain just became a quarter, that's the nickname that Rima gave to Disna. He was a very ordinary person, only 5 minutes ago.eh he had forgotten. He said the characteristics of his wearing brown gloves are not so, ha ha ha ha ha.

And Yesssssss finally I know who that person is, who is none other than Adam, Muhammad Adam whom I admired from the beginning.

Long story short, he asked me to leave. Confused what to answer, would refuse but I like it. I finally asked for time in a week to answer his ta'aruf.

Istiqaroh nih story during the week, but strangely I do not get a clue what. Last night I had a dream come.

" An Uhibbuka Fillah Zaujati.." He kissed my forehead.

Wahhh kagett, of course, the calligraphy painting, the sky-blue room and the word just kept passing in my memory.

But there's a line, that guy's not Adam. Samar is equally unclear how he looks, but certainly the figure in the dream is not someone I admire.

A week ago I had the courage to answer Adam's ta'aruf, I had thought of accepting it. Ta'arufan deh that I'm the same Adam is not dating.

This is where our love story begins....

fruahhahaha kok from earlier story, it turns out anyway not hi hi hi hi hi..sorry Bul² cerewettt tau.

Adam said, if you want to say this to Abah to talk about the next chapter.

But in fact before that happened, it turns out that Abah already had the intention to match Adam with his best friend's son as well, his title Ning guys....

When I found out Adam was going to be betrothed, you know, no, we loved each other. At that time my feelings were broken to pieces, hurt, sad and I don't know what other words I should appreciate for myself at that time.

I waited for days for Adam to talk about our ta'aruf to Abah as his guardian.

But I had to be heartbroken before it started...

I blame Adam, because how dare he has invited me to berta'aruf but the matchup he also received.

Imagine, two people who love each other are forced to bury in their feelings because they cannot fight against destiny. Huaaaaa😭😭😭😭 destiny could be yes comforting my feelings.

Adam gave up, he chose to let go of me and obey Abah's will because he thought this was the most appropriate way to return the favor to him who had been for 4 years caring for and caring for him.

We promised each other back then, Adam wouldn't get married until someone more sincere than him asked for me.

And I asked Adam to promise, if it had come, I would have asked him directly to you, if Adam answered yes then I would have married that man, but if Adam's answer is not, then Adam himself must marry me at that time.

Someone mysteriously came to the school guys.

High body, firm, slender skin nose and thin lips.

But unfortunately my heart was already adrift with Adam.

Gus Pesantren, the best graduate of Al-Azhar University, cairo. Has landed pretty on the water safely.

Farhan Adzriel Maulana, that's the name of that mysterious person.

I know he used to look at me a lot back then, but yeah.opo didn't think rrr, that's all I could show.

Long story short, he proposed ta'aruf.

Worse still, my two friends also admired Gus pesantren who had asked me berta'aruf.

Of course I was confused, Abah Zaki had explained the reason why I was not allowed to marry Adam and instead he supported 100 percent of his children to propose to me.

As I promised Adam, I asked him directly whether Gus Farhan was the right person for me ?

The answer that left me in great shock was almost a structkkk he he he. Adam instead stick to his choice to let me go for his brother, he said.....

" I trust your happiness with Brother Farhan Ukhty...."

But if I don't love her, would you like to be forced too ?

I didn't think about everyone at the time.

Forced to accept Gus Farhan, from the process of ta'aruf sermon until valid.

But after marriage, I felt a little sorry for him. Wouldn't it hurt if I still loved someone else than my husband?

But still, Gus Farhan never forced me to love him, just live it, like that he said.

Until slowly I began to melt with an attitude of love and affection, the attention he always gave me.

The feeling of love begins to grow on its own.

I can't say any more words I have to say. Besides being grateful to have a husband like Gus Farhan.

I don't regret having to let go of my first love, Adam. It will be like Farhan Adzriel Maulana.

Until I was pregnant, and had to face the trials of the actor and my husband in a coma for 3 months. Until it was hard to breathe, it was so crowded that I received this tubered ordeal.

And on this day, Alhamdulilah all my sorrows, my tears and my sorrow have paid off in cash with the blessing of happiness at the most perfect point in my opinion.

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