Ustadz Ridwan's Dream

131. Best Friend

The day passed quickly, Iis grateful that today he only had a two-hour lesson schedule, and everything was there before the second break.

Because remembering to find a gift will take a long time, Iis finally asked for permission to go home early, but of course after Iis completed all his duties.

"I want your permission to go home, too, ma'am,"

Said Mr. Hasan who seemed busy putting a laptop into his own bag as well, when Iis was about to leave his desk.

"Oh Mr Hasan there's a show too?"

Ask Iis.

"Yes, I was asked to be a family speaker to wave my only son. That's you, the Sundari Bu family, the owner of a gold and silver jewelry business."

Mr. Hasan said he was proud.

However, hearing Bu Sundari's name called, of course Iis was quite surprised. He did not expect that Mr. Hasan was the family of Anisa's future husband,

Yep...

Bu Sundari, he is the parent of Vishnu, the future husband of Anisa, and indeed his name is also quite well known because Bu Sundari and husband are arguably one of the most generous people in the city.

"So Mr Hasan Mas Vishnu's family?"

Iis to Mr. Hasan, who almost simultaneously with it, Ridwan who just finished teaching in the third grade seemed to enter the Master room.

"Assynoltom..."

Ridwan.

"Goddessalam..."

Iis who answered Ridwan's greeting.

At first glance the two looked at each other, but quickly the two lowered their heads, then turned to the others, especially Iis who immediately looked back at Mr. Hasan.

"Bu Iis know Vishnu to?"

Ask Mr. Hasan who changed in shock.

"Yes, Anisa is my friend,"

Reply Iis, who even knew Vishnu was when he joined Ridwan to the house of Vishnu.

But, of course Iis will not open it, he keeps the feeling of Ridwan, which will certainly be uncomfortable if until Mr. Hasan knows the past of Ridwan and Anisa, his sister's future wife.

"Ooh, Miss Anisa is a friend of Ms Iis, so are we going home for the same event?"

Mr. Hasan was happy, because it turns out they will be present at the same event.

Ridwan in his place, who of course heard, prefers to busy themselves preparing material for the next lesson.

Iis who at a glance then stole a glance at Ridwan feeling pity, but what Iis can do, other than pretending not to know because they do not want to be considered meddling.

"Yes, Mr. Hasan, I said it first."

Iis finally said,

"Oh nggih ma'am, monggo..."

Mr. Hasan suddenly became very good at Iis because Iis turned out to know his brother's future wife.

"Sir Ridwan, monggo, I go first..."

Iis said to Ridwan,

"Oh no ma'am, be careful,"

Said Ridwan, Iis nodded with a cursory smile.

After that he quickly exited the Master room and walked towards the parking lot.

"Mother Teacher... Miss Master Iis..."

Call Mas Trisno,

"Oh Mas Trisno, pripun Mas?"

Iis stopped his steps at a distance of three meters again until near his motor.

"Mom, that's what she said Master is looking for a second motorbike, I have a brother who wants to sell the motorcycle, maybe Master is interested."

Mas Trisno's.

"Oh yes Mas, just give me my number, later please send me a photo of the motorbike."

Iis.

Trisno nodded in spirit,

Iis then continued his steps closer to his motorbike in the parking area.

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The typical Javanese gending sound flowed throughout the house of Pak Haji Syamsul.

Fertile displays that are formed in such a way appear to decorate alongside flowers and fruits.

The food table began to be filled with a variety of special food menus.

From various processed beef, chicken, eggs, shrimp, to various drinks, which from ordinary iced tea, dawet, to juice and even ice cream are there.

The application event that has been kind of a wedding reception is of course only Pak Haji Syamsul in Waru village who can do it.

Not only because he is rich, but also his pleasure shows something more among others, Pak Haji Syamsul is famous for doing it.

After Maghrib, Anisa has been started by a fairy whose name is also quite well known in the city.

Not only because of the makeup that he said can always be "Manglingi" but also because the cost to invite the fairy requires people to reach a fairly deep pocket.

Anisa who wears pastel color kebaya with coastal batik cloth looks so auspicious and elegant tonight.

The veil that still frames her beautiful face, adds to the beauty that radiates from her face.

Guests arrive one by one ahead of Isya, and after the Islamic prayer hours have passed, invited guests almost all have filled the invitation seat.

The sound of Javanese gending is also heard again, although not as lively as before because it remembers the day has been night.

Exactly at eight less than ten minutes, when Anisa finally finished her self, then Iis met her in the room, Anisa almost jumped to hug Iis.

"Hey, just sit back gracefully."

Said Iis laughing looking at Anisa who was like a child.

Anisa laughed as well, although her eyes still looked teary.

Yep...

Up to this point, of course, who would have thought?

Anisa who initially opposed her match, who even had to run away from home, in the end it turns out that God still prepares both of them to mate.

"I must look like a fool?"

Anisa on Iis who immediately shook her head, then gave a large enough package of gifts in blue with a beautiful silver ribbon.

"No one's getting married looks stupid Nisa, this is worship,"

Iis.

Anisa looked at Iis, then smiled.

"Thank you Is,"

Said Anisa.

"Congratulations, may all be well until the end of the day, and after that you will be happy forever."

Iis Prayer.

Anisa hugged Iis, she,

"You are the best friend and brother I have, thank you Is."

Anisa's whisper.

Iis nodded,

"Mother's coming, she's in the front room accompanying Ma'am Faizah."

Iis.

Anisa nodded.

Shortly afterwards, it sounded out there like the Vishnu family entourage had arrived, Iis helping Anisa stand up and prepare to come out of the room.

"Mas Vishnu is a good man, I can see he is very sincere in loving and loving you Nis, I am sure, he will make you happy,"

Iis said as she accompanied Anisa's steps out of the room.

Anisa nodded her head, saying,

"Yes, he's very nice, even really too good,"

Said Anisa.

"You're good, too, a good woman isn't it for a good man?"

Iis smiled, making Anisa so smile while slightly blushing embarrassed.

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