The Way to Your Light
CHAPTER 7 (FORCED FROM NAISHA)
It was late at night but Hasbi could not sleep. He thought about the question from Mr. David who arrived earlier, the question of whether he had intended to get married or not.
Aamir is confused about what to answer, actually he has not thought at all about getting married in the near future. But, he did not want to rush to give that answer. He gave an opportunity for Mr. David to convey his true meaning in detail.
"If Aamir had intended to get married, you already have a candidate for you." said Mr. David earlier as if he was snickering back in his ear. Of course Aamir immediately asked who was that woman? But Mr. David answered something that made Aamir even more surprised.
"She is just an ordinary woman Aamir, the usual meaning here is.. Women who are far from the criteria of shaliha. Well, it is your duty to marry him to turn this ordinary woman into a shaliha woman." explained Mr. David slowly - land so that Aamir can understand the direction of the conversation.
"You know Ustad Ghufron, right?" asked Mr. David at that time who was immediately answered with a nod of the head by Aamir. He was known as Ustad Ghufron. His upperclassmen were and are now married to his son Pak Daud.
At that moment, anyway, Mr. David began to tell at length how the struggle of the elder Ghufron from before marrying his daughter Pak Daud who was super unruly until they were married and as a result Ustad Ghufron was able and managed to change the Son of Pak David became a shalihah.
Aamir knew about it, because he got the story from his friends while in the cottage first. Everyone praised ustad Ghufron who had managed to change the appearance of the sexy woman he married into a woman who looked covered, even to use a veil.
"Well, so I also want you to do as Ustad Ghufron did Aamir." continued Mr. David again after he finished telling a long story.
"Sorry, Sir.. Ouch.. I don't know what to say, sir. Because everything was beyond my expectations. First you ask about my readiness to get married alone is enough to make me shocked. Moreover, this second one, married a woman with the intention to turn her into a shaliha woman. Gee.. I really don't know what to do, sir" Aamir said misbehavingly.
"What Aamir is, think first. Maybe this is sudden but it would be nice if I set your time to meet with Mr. Marwan. It is the young girl who wants to be betrothed to you." explained Mr. David.
"That generous Mr Marwan? Who always contributes more to the needs of the mosque?" aamir asked to convince himself more.
"Yes, True Aamir." replied Mr. David. After that, Mr. David also resigned to go home and promised to meet Aamir with Mr. Marwan the next day.
Aamir yawned a few times, drowsiness began to overwhelm him. The clock shows at 2 am. Even sleep feels responsible, soon will enter the sahur time. Aamir was even afraid if he did not wake up his beauty, then to expel drowsiness and wait for the sahur time at 3am in the morning nantik, Aamirpun did tahajud prayer and after that was connected with reading the Quran.
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"Nai, are you sure you want to study Islam?" mely asked Naisha when they arrived in front of the mosque that afternoon. Naisha's appearance was somewhat different back then, she used a veil wrapped around her neck.
"Haha... What a stupid question is Mel, who wants to study Islam?" naisha said without stopping laughing.
"How do you look like this?" mely asked in surprise.
"Song melyyy.. You don't understand also yes, this is one of our strategies to approach and conquer the alim guy named Aamir" said Tari explained.
"Yes, anyway. Just...in there beautiful you want what? There's no way you're following them - those in there?" mely said with a cringe of horror looking at the Muslim women who were studying.
But, arriving - just a few moments later Aamirpun out of the mosque. He seemed to be walking out of the mosque courtyard. Naisha who saw Aamir will go directly to hunt - rush out of his car and then scream calling Aamir.
"Hi, Aamir." call Naisha by waving her hand towards Aamir.
Aamir turned towards Naisha with a flat face. Naisha had already thrown a sweet smile towards Aamir, but Aamir did not return the smile from Naisha. With an upset heart, though she was not seen, Naisha walked towards Aamir.
"Yes, I'm sorry to study Islam?" aamir asked in an unconvinced tone after Naisha stood in front of him.
"So donk, cook not so. You see my appearance, is it suitable for studying?" asked Naisha with a sidelong and turning around - swivel in front of Aamir. While Aamir can only gawk at the appearance of Naisha which he said is still not appropriate to follow the study there. But, Aamir tried to understand him.
"Yes, please go inside and join the newspaper inside" said Aamir, allowing Naisha to enter and then rush to leave.
"Eitsat... Wait for donk!!" Naisha again - again intercepted Aamir by holding his shoulder. Aamir who was shocked, just took a few steps back.
"Can I not learn it just like you Aamir? You taught me, me.. I don't care if I go inside" Naisha said reasoned.
"Sorry, brother. I can't, "please, Aamir, put his hands together in front of his chest.
"Why can't you? Instead of teaching people kindness will get rewards. Why don't you want to?" asked Naisha in a annoyed tone. Since then he had actually been holding back his resentment in his heart.
"Sir Naisha if you want to learn and study about Islam, study with women as well. Not with the opposite sex like me, because I can only teach my fellow men." explained Aamir in a soft voice.
"Well, cook want to share knowledge can choose that anyway?" naisha protested with a glare.
"I want to learn from you, Point.." Naisha said with a slight yell, so that Naisha's shrill voice was heard into the mosque...
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