The Girl Owner of the Heart of the Ustadz

GPHSU: Finally Proposed

Finally the night has arrived with the sign that the magrib prayer has just been completed. Dila was watching a video from his youtube and also 2 of his best friends.

It turned out that only in the post since 5 was about graduation and before leaving he had a lot of watching. Certainly the loyal subscribers of the vlog are about 1 million people. What helps them edit is mba dinda. He really wanted to see the event in person and then made a video that will be posted on youtube.

While below.....

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knocking the door sounded. Looks like their guests have arrived. Umay also opened the door of his house and let in the waiting guest. Everything is ready by wearing batik clothes. And so did the guest.

The guest is the Ustadz Alfi nuclear family who came for the purpose of applying behind closed doors. Then they salaman. In the living room there are only his parents dila, umay and uncle vishnu. The rest is in the kitchen.

"please enjoy the food first." said the father ahmad who assented by them.

"how are you and your family?"his grandfather Ustadz Alfi.

"alhamdulillah good abah" replied Ahmad's father who responded to the speech.

"how's the family doing, too?"ask ahmad's father back.

"alhamdulillah they are all well. calm down, on the immune" joked grandfather ilham.all chuckled amusedly. Food and drinks have started to be enjoyed. Around some time, abi abdrurahman opened his show.

"bismillahirrahmanirrahim, assalamualaikum warahmatulli wabarakatuh"ucap abi abdurahman.

"waalaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh"serempak all of them.

"just go ahead with the core. What family has previously agreed that our daughter's son is bound by the sacred bond of marriage?"abi Abdurahman. There must be an opening word, Hihi.

"we agree to agree. Whatever it is for our son's son is definitely the best. Of course, parents have to agree. But whatever the decision our son will still support "reply Dad ahmad who makes everyone smile.

"well okay. We continue by presenting the dila among us." Abi abdurahman said.

Mom said goodbye to pick up her daughter upstairs. So excited to watch, Dila did not even hear the knock of the door. The door opened with the appearance of mira in front of him. More precisely when he shifted his gaze slightly up from the screen of his laptop. Dila was surprised by the presence of mira maam who wore neat batik with her hijab.

"eh.hehe mother ngagetin aja. What's wrong mom?"said dila who smiled clumsy .

"ready ready to go. Wear this and slightly polish your face so that it's fress." said mommy who gave her the game she bought for this application event .

A laptop covered with dila takes that gamis and thinks what it's for. Is there an important event?. Wanted to ask but Mira immediately pushed him into the bathroom to change clothes. It does not take long, dila came out with a robe shirt that was diakaimya but still scrunched his hair first and then swiped it.

"mom, where are we going ? Koq wears it like this." wondered dila curious about what happened.

"you'll know later because it has something to do with your father's gift. And ready to wear your hijab" said the mother mira who had polished her daughter and told her to wear a veil . After that, they both came down from the top floor.

"but it's mom. I want to know" Dila said.

"already later also know, now come down" replied Bu Mira.

"o Allah use the secret of secrecy, ma'am." sullen Dila who was greeted with a small laugh and an anxious pinch on her cheek by the mother.

Continue the journey down. Everyone looked at the stairs that showed 2 people who were waiting. Dila wears a brown robe as well as her veil. Again Ustadz Alfi saw Dila which made the heart beat irregularly than usual.

"god willing, she wears that dress. Astaghfirullah, I until the khilaf looked at him a long time ago"in Ustadz Alfi who subdued his gaze.

Sit between her mother and father. Same with Ustadz Alfi. Honestly Dila accidentally discovered that the man who looked down at her was currently looking at her praising earlier. And out of embarrassment, Dila turned her eyes the other way.

"Alhamdulillah has gathered all together. And we'll be honest. Bismillah would you like to accept a proposal from our son Alfi ?"said Abi abdurahman who made the nervous hand to stop.

Aye?

What's the matter?

Uh, what does that mean?

How come?

What really happened in this moment was a dream. Even if you never expect to be with an ustadz. Ustadz around like teaching naji in mushola alone, he never imagined let alone famous ustadz. Wait if this is the special gift his father promised.. His brain arrived slow.

"ma...how do you mean?"asked Dila with confused eyes staring at everything.

"let's see, so our purpose here would be to propose to you son because of the trust of your deceased mother. That you and Alfi should get married but anyway everything is your decision" Umi Shita explained. But Dila still did not understand.

"forget the matter of trust, I along with my family want to convey good intentions. Will you accept my proposal?"said Ustadz Alfi staring at Dila who was in front of him. Waw, it turns out that Ustadz Alfi dared to say that. And, Dila managed to connect with the situation.

"em.. Thanks for the goodwill from Ustadz. But.. Is it really thought back? It means that Ustadz wants to have a wife like me" said Dila who lowered her head without daring to look at the man in front of her.

"of course you want. If I didn't agree with that, I wouldn't be here. Honestly, ever since we met I've been interested in you. Is it wrong to love the opposite sex and that is you" Ustadz Alfi said. Sontak Dila raised her face innocently asking back.

"loh, ustadz love me?"tanya Dila while pointing at herself made Ustadz Alfi smile sweetly in front of her.

"yes, I love you"toppel Ustadz Alfi.

Please Dila wants to hide anywhere and any hole that seems enough to cover it at this time. The speech made her cheeks meet red because she was embarrassed because of the expression of love from the idol.

While others can only lengthen a smile held back by the interaction of the two. It is true to make anyone who is around the two of them. Ustadz Alfi seemed to be staring at Dila with a smile but Ilham's grandfather immediately acted.

"ekhem, Alfie"tegur Grandpa Ilham. Sontak Ustadz Alfi turned to his grandfather and smiled clumsyly at the reprimand.

"good. Now it's very clear not the intention of our arrival son. So, are you willing to accept a proposal from us?"said Grandpa Ilham mediated the gaze of the same two people looked down embarrassed. Dila looked at her parents with questionable eyes.

"whatever your decision we will all support nduk" said the father of Ahmad who gave the green light to Ustadz Alfi.

Dila fell silent then looked at everyone and then the last one looked at Ustadz Alfi. Everything that is in the man who proposed it is a complete package no trick again the quality. It makes Dila doubtful.

"i don't deserve Ustadz being too perfect while I'm who"sendu dila opened his voice again.

"i do not consider myself perfect because there are still shortcomings and can sin. I've chosen you because I love you"Obviously Ustadz Alfi who seems so sincere in wanting Dila to be his wife.

"then if it has entered the level of more serious. Ustadz will not be like the others right, for example polygamy" said Dila back and dismiss his last sentence. It also made the others chuckle a little.

"it won't happen, you can hold my words. I love you, and I may intend to do so. Although polygamy is allowed but I am not able to run it" Ustadz Alfi said with a little understanding for Dila.

Masya Allah, Fabi ayyi aalaaa'i rabbikumaa tukazzibaan. 3 times the declaration of love was heard. 3 times the sacred speech that melted the wall of Dila who was still doubtful. Ustadz Alfi stated 3 times the word love for him. Really, it feels like thousands of butterflies are flying over his head at the moment.

"Yes Allah the servant gave up on hesitating to accept this proposal from the man in front of me" said Dila resignedly.

Everyone smiled meaningfully hearing Ustadz Alfi muddle with his argument and Dila finally fell silent with a red tinge on the cheek of the woman.

"cie... Mba was shot by ustadz. Masya Allah, her cheeks are red"ledek Dayu with a fad menoel left cheek mbaknya.

"iih dayu" Dila's whine who got rid of the brother's ignorant hand. Umay speak up.

"received what the hell deck? Poor kl love people who rarely know about the opposite sex is rejected. How many more times do Ustadz love" said umay who grgetan want said hamdalah with the acceptance of the proposal. Everyone laughed together and Dila? Don't ask again wkwk.

After weighing something, Dila finally accepted everything. It seems that the man in front of him is included in the list of criteria for his dream husband. Breathe out slowly and start making decisions.

"bismillah, with the blessing of the mother's father. Dila accepted the proposal from Ustadz" said dila steady with his decision while smiling sweetly at Ustadz Alfi and then looked down.

"Alhamdulillah, thank you" the happy smile of Ustadz Alfi smiled as he continued to give thanks in his heart.

"Alhamdulillah" they said in unison.

Then Umi Shita put a bracelet on Dila's right hand. He smiled always looking at the prospective daughter-in-law who finally achieved also the desire to invite Dila to be the wife of his son.

"lovely thanks" said Umi Shita who was only heard by Dila. The two held each other in a position. Dila just returned the hug.

While Grandpa Ilham and Father Ahmad shake hands with faces that are happy matchless. Really good news between the two families.

"your wedding will be held 6 days from now. Relax, we have prepared everything following the reception" Abi Abdurahman said.

"in that case, we can only get along. If there are things that need help, we are ready to help him"tampal Ahmad's father.

"well okay. Means we'll be a mas" Abi Abdurahman said happily.

"that's right, hopefully further strengthen the line of the silahturahmi" continued Umi Shita.

They all dissolve with another random conversation. While the bride-to-be can only be silent to listen to her. Ustadz Alfi scratched his non-itchy nape at Dila with a small smile with collaboration between their two families.

"why is that so sweet a smile? I'm afraid the Khilaf looks at him constantly" complained Ustadz Alfi inwardly.

Seriate....