Ustadz Ridwan's Dream

91. Not Cinderella

The clock was approaching Maghrib time, when Pak Haji Syamsul looked at Vishnu who was sitting in front of him and had just said a lot of things.

Anisa herself sat down with Ma'am Faizah in a separate chair.

"So this means your matchmaking is just canceled?"

Pak Haji Syamsul finally asked in a hoarse voice that seemed to try to refrain from overreacting.

Anisa looked at Vishnu who seemed to nod her head.

"I don't want to because this matchup will make Anisa depressed and unhappy Pak Haji. If God will make us a fool, then God will give us his way."

Vishnu.

Anisa's eyes glazed over, seeing Vishnu so patient and like legowo with what he said made Anisa's heart tremble.

"Well, if that's the decision of the two of you, it's important that you remember very well, that parents betrothed their children not for selfishness alone, but for selfishness, but out of fear that his children choose the wrong partner and will not be happy."

Haji Syamsul said.

Vishnu nodded.

"Accept Mr. Haji, I really understand that, I also believe that parents will always want the best for their children."

"Yes, that's how we parents, who sometimes you think we are selfish, like to force the will, but everything can not necessarily be considered so."

"But, InshaAllah, Anisa has had a good and proper choice Pak Haji. inshaAllah, Anisa will not wrongly choose a candidate for priest for her life."

Vishnu.

Anisa who heard him bowed, a single clear point darted down due to the haru feeling in her heart.

Vishnu sighed.

For a moment the room was so quiet. No one made a sound, until it was heard in the distance, the Adhan began to be sung from the mosque and mosque.

Vishnu finally stood up from his seat because he had to pay his respects.

"I think it's enough I'm here Mr. Haji, Thank God I can take Anisa home safely."

Vishnu approached Pak Haji Syamsul to later shake hands with him.

Pak Haji Syamsul also welcomed Vishnu's hand and saw Pak Haji forcing a smile.

Of course, it feels obviously heavy releasing men like Vishnu. A man who is responsible, polite, educated, respectable family, and bright future.

Mr. Haji Syamsul was really disappointed to get this reality.

And if only before Aunt Sundari did not come to visit first and talk a lot to Pak Haji Syamsul, of course Pak Haji may have overreacted.

Fortunately Bibi Sundari has given understanding to Pak Haji, until finally there is no anger that is too explosive when there is a decision from Vishnu and Anisa that greatly disappointed him.

Vishnu escorted Anisa to the terrace of the house, there is not much that Anisa can say because her feelings are currently so overlapping, unclear jumbled.

"I'm home Nis."

Anisa nodded slowly,

"I'm sorry for everything, and thank you."

Lirih Anisa's.

Vishnu nodded with a smile,

"If there's anything call me, don't hesitate, now we can be Nis's best friend and brother."

Vishnu.

Anisa nodded again, no matter what feeling now that was slipping in her chest, but clearly, seeing Vishnu away to his car, Anisa was so sad.

Vishnu once again nodded his head at Anisa, as if hinting him farewell.

Vishnu got into the car and the car engine in an instant was heard lit.

Anisa sighed, the tightness in her chest was still felt, although finally Vishnu's car had now completely come out of the courtyard of the house.

The sound of iqomat from the mosque and mosque began to sound, Anisa rushed into the house.

However, just as Anisa opened the door, it appeared Ma'am Faizah was standing there, her gaze was no longer the same as when Anisa had just returned home with Vishnu.

And...

Plaque!!

The hard slap landed on Anisa's white cheek, making the cheek instantly blush.

"M.. M... Ma'am..."

Anisa's voice trembled, just as her trembling hand rubbed her hot, sore cheek slapped on the sister.

"Shame on family, childish, spoiled!!"

Snapping Ma'am Faizah.

Mr. Haji Syamsul who was still sitting in the living room and could be seen from the main door seemed indifferent, he stood up from his seat, and walked with his cane without intending to injure his two daughters.

Anisa cried to see both parts of her family as if completely heartless.

Was it wrong to go home? Is it wrong for Anisa to feel called upon when listening to all the stories of Vishnu yesterday?

"You think Abah's good name is a joke, huh? You think this is Cinderella where you who seem oppressed will get glass shoes?"

Ma'am Faizah.

"Aware Nisa! The man who just decided on your matchmaking is the one who can give you the glass shoes, and you've already turned them down with your crybaby and potent drama!!"

Afterwards, Faizah walked away from Anisa who was still rubbing her red cheeks.

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