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*Safwa POV
After Abdar's return, I realized that I was holding back my tears I finally spilled also while in the room. I opened the niqab that covered my face.
"How could he think that way"
"Did I look that cheap?"
I couldn't help it anymore, my sobs were heard until Mom approached me in the room.
"It's been" said Mother calming me in the midst of my cries....
"Is it true that mom and dad talked about it to Ustadz Husain's family?" I'm still crying
"True, when we visited there your father arrived to discuss about it. Mother also did not know at first was surprised. At that time, Ustadz Husain's wife came to bring a drink and heard that the tray she was carrying fell down until the glass was broken.
From there you know, something is wrong, they should be happy but seeing from the face of their parents Abdar like hiding something.
Finally today also answered, Abdar already has a woman of his own choice. Maybe his father did not want to refuse because it was not good for your father at that time, you know they were friends for a long time" said Ustadz Hasan's wife at length
Until the afternoon of Ustadz Hasan's return...
"Assalamualaikum, I'm home"
"Waalaikumsalam Father" I approached Dad and kissed his hand
"Dad's son, which mother?" asked Dad, stroking my head wrapped in the hijab
Then Mom approached us sitting on the sofa.
"Dad.." I said resting my fist on Dad's chest.
"What's wrong?" dad said he realized there was something I wanted to say
As a child, I could not hide anything from my father, the father who knew the most about what had happened to me. Maybe this is what I mean by Dad is the first love for his daughter.
"Did you talk about a match between me and Abdar?" much
"Where do you know?"
"When Safwa had anything to tell Dad, but Dad didn't. Dad cheats now yah play secrets with Safwa" I said
"He was afraid that the friendship between Father and Father would be ruined just because of this matter. Abdar also said he did not want to go through all this on the basis of coercion" Safwa said
"Dad understands"
Then Dad pulled out his cell phone, and he saw that he was calling someone.
"Assalamualaikum" said someone across the phone who turned out to be Abdar's father
"Girishal"
"What's this wahh arriving at the phone"
Dad purposely tuned the speakers on his phone so that Mom and I could hear their conversation.
"You are how, he said we were friends for a long time. But why is it that something like this you don't want to talk about so I need to know from your son?"
"I'm sorry" Abdar's father's voice sounded lethargic
"Don't do that, we'll continue to be friends. You and your family we've considered your own brothers"
"really?"
"It's still something like that being asked"
The two men laughed together...
"I'm closed first, no condescension"
"All right"
*POV Author
After that incident, the relationship between Ustadz Hasan and Abi was as usual. No awkward words or anything like that.
They are but as usual, as they should be.
Assalamualaik....
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