The Love of the Widow

Chapter 40. Ta'aruf

Two weeks have passed.

I really can't concentrate on work.

My mind floated far away thinking of Om Indra's words about the proposal from Gege.

I decided to stay at my house tonight.

"Tok. tok. tok. "the sound of knocking on the door is heard from outside the house.

I'll open the door immediately.

"You have Aina's problem? Want to tell Mom a story? how can you help relieve!?" buk Nita said to me as she walked towards the dining table.

He put a plate of fried food on the table.

Then he sat in the chair.

"Eat fried food.mumpung warm! " he said to me

I nodded and took a warm tempeh mendoan, then enjoyed it.

"Sweet about Buk. Thank you, I am beautiful and kind! " my words praised him.

He's nodding.

Slowly I began to tell him about the intentions of Gege who wanted to preach me.

"Bring Istikharah Aina. His intentions are good to you. There is nothing wrong with this situation. Maybe it's time you get back to enjoying happiness. If ALLAH wills, Inshaa ALLAH he is the Right Choice from ALLAH to take care of you" Buk Nita told me.

"But I'm Still in doubt Buk. It's not easy for me to accept someone else in my life. The past is painful. I'm afraid to start a new one. What else Our age is adrift very far Buk. I'm 8 years older than him. He's a sholeh young man, smart and smart. Many women are willing to be his wife. Why did he choose me? " i said to Buk Nita.

"Don't you say he's a gentleman who understands religion? It means that he married for the purpose of worship. Not just because of lust. I'm sure, He must have a good reason why He chose Aina to be his running mate. Think carefully. Think carefully. If in doubt pray again until sure of your decision. Leave everything to ALLAH SWT..Okay beautiful... I'll go home first. It's night. Assalamualaikum!! " Say him while hugging me.

"Vaalaikumsalam.. Thank you, I love your advice.. Wishing Aina the best!!" say him.

I lay on top of the bed while opening some of my sosmed accounts.

I opened Instagram and opened up some of my friends' insta stories.

Insta Story Gege was accidentally read by me.

"2 Weeks have passed and still hope for good news!! " he wrote on his insta story account with a rose picture screen.

I opened his instagram.

"G. Abraham Ahmad" His Instagram account name.

He has over 1 million followers.

I saw his last post.

About his latest book that just came out.

" The Quran Takes Me Around the World" The title of his latest book.

So many comments he got in his latest status.

the average comment comes from women who try to attract his attention.

There are also several posts of his own voice in reciting verses from the Qur'an with his friends, Youth Club lovers of the Qur'an.

"Assynolajet.. How are you doing? " suddenly entered a WA message from her on my screen.

"Vaalaikumsalam.. Thank goodness healthy. Ge how are you? " write me back.

Then reply WA from her.

A phone call from her came in.

I was shocked and so trembled in the wrong manner.

I was afraid to pick up the phone.

My hp ringing sound went back.

"Bismillah.. " I lifted her up slowly.

"Assalamualaikum" he said politely from across the phone.

"Waalaikumsalam "my answer is very slow.

"Well you asleep? I disturb? " ask her to open the conversation.

"No Kok. Haven't. Just finished praying isya" I replied.

"God willing ALLAH... It seems my choice is right" he said again making me more misbehavior.

"What choice? " i said Sok did not understand.

"Living choices.. Didn't Kyai Ma'aruf deliver my message to Ustad Indra, Om you? " ask her back to me.

"Owwhhhh. that's it. yes already" I stammered because I was nervous.

"Alhamdulillah.. Two weeks have passed, but I haven't been certain at all. Do I still have to wait? " ask her again.

I was confused to answer.

I was silent without a sound.

"Yin..!! " he said from across the phone.

He called my name for the first time.

He used to call me by brother's call.

But not this time anymore.

"Ehh. yes.. Pardon me! " sayku stammered.

"We Ta'aruf used to How? give me a chance to introduce myself to you. Just one or two months. Please. Give me a chance. After that, you decide. Either accept my proposal or not. Hows it? " ask her to me.

And there was no whisper of where I got it until I answered

"alright. I concur. We lived Ta'aruf for two months" I told him.

"Alhamdulillah.. Thank you for accepting my ta'aruf invitation. Good night Aina. Assalamualaikum! " he said he closed the conversation.

"waalaikumsalam" I replied to him.