We Are Different
Distrusting
Mutia sent a message to Aluna and Girl. He invited his two best friends to meet home from work because he wanted to ask his friends for advice on Bian's proposal.
Mutias
My dear friends come home from work I'll take you to your office. I want to talk, important.
@Aluna hunted you ask permission Malik yes 😍
Girl
What is important Mut?
Alunas
Most want to tell if he and Mas Bian want to get married.
Girl
Seriously Mut? 😱
Mutias
No wonder if you leak now. Later when we meet. Ready - ready later in the afternoon I pick up.
Girl
Okay
Alunas
All right, I'll ask Masku's permission first.
The girl looked at Aluna.
"Lun how was yesterday? So the time to come home to the pharmacy?" ask Girl.
"So Called" replied Aluna.
"Trus did you test?" ask the curious girl.
Aluna smiled secretively.
"Why smile - smile? Must be, right? You pregnant?" ask the impatient girl.
"Alhamdulillah yes and last night we went straight to the obstetrician. Thank God I'm good" replied Aluna.
"Waaah must have lost this important news that Mutia will announce later in the afternoon" said the girl happily.
Mr. Baskoro passed by from the room of Aluna and Girl.
"Lho Al has entered you? If you are still not feeling well do not be forced" said Mr. Baskoro.
"Udah mengingan kok sir, last night already to the Doctor" replied Aluna.
"Where's the outcome? Positive?" asked Mr. Baskoro with a shady smile full of fatherhood.
"Yes, thank God" replied Aluna.
"Alhamdulillah congratulations yes, soon you and Malik will be parents" said Mr. Baskoro.
"Thank you sir" Aluna replied.
"Yes who are relaxed just work do not be on the axis. I understand, my wife used to be much worse than you. Until it has to go back and forth in the opname" said Mr. Baskoro.
"It is appropriate that you look very experienced in recognizing the characteristics of pregnant women" Girl cut.
"Well that's how I thought - kira. Hapal kaji because it is repeated. Yes, I have survived my job" said Mr. Baskoro.
Aluna and the Girl smiled full of romance to their superiors. The two women started working.
In the afternoon Mutia was waiting for Aluna and Girl in the parking lot of the government office. Aluna has permission for Malik, to gather with Mutia and Girl.
Aluna and Girl get into Mutia's car and the car starts to drive towards their favorite Cafe. Now the three friends have sat sweetly at one of their favorite tables.
"There's important news why you're gathering us here?" ask Aluna.
Mutia took a deep breath.
"Sir Bian proposed to me last night" Mutia said.
"Not yet, precisely because you are greeting. You are also very suspicious that we have a secret relationship. Yesterday I hitchhiked Pak Bian home, he stopped by to eat first yes we stopped by the restaurant. Before you say hello, we are still chatting normally" Mutia replied.
"So how did Mas Bian lamar tell you?" ask Girl.
"Yes that's it. Suddenly he said he wanted to invite me to marry but on one condition" replied Mutia.
"Condition? Looking for a girl on terms, weird?" ask the curious girl.
"The condition is that I want to wear a hijab" Mutia said.
"Good donk, that means Mas Bian is really serious to you. So, what do you answer?" ask Aluna curiously.
"I asked for time, it really arrived. I have no taste for Mr. Bian. So did he. Mr. Bian just said the important thing is that we have the same vision and the same mission of marriage and the promise that there will be no separation even though there will be many heavy obstacles" replied Mutia.
"That's a very romantic proposal you know Mut" said the girl.
"Romantic what. Wong Pak Bian said it was impromptu. Maybe it's because Aluna quipped us like we were wet on a date. All in all, that's the effect" welcome Mutia.
"Not really Mut. But what Mas Bian said was indeed true. As long as you two are two people who are really healthy in one marriage is not really a lie like my first marriage. Yes as much as possible no parting words" Aluna said.
"Leave you started learning to wear hijab. It is mandatory for a Muslim" welcome girl.
"Yes but I'm not ready" Mutia replied with a puzzled face.
"When do you want to be ready Mut? There are good men who invite you to live life to be closer to God you are even worried. You want to choose what kind of man you are. Mas Bian was good, good, established and responsible. What are you less?" ask Mutia.
"I also have one condition with Mas Bian" said Mutia.
"What?" ask Girl.
"I don't like long distance relationships. Later if Mr. Bian moved the task again I how?" ask Mutia.
"Yes go where my husband takes you. That is the job of a wife. You want your husband in another woman's gondol, don't you? nowadays it is difficult to find a man like Mas Bian" Aluna said.
"You proved to reject him" said Mutia.
"This child is advised even back to corner. You also know who I love. But at that time I was also very heavy choosing between Mas Malik and Mas Bian. True my love is only Mas Malik but I do not have to hurt the feelings of men as good as Mas Bian" said Aluna.
Mutia put her face on the table. He seems confused.
"If you are confused pray istikharah aja" message Girl.
"Seek guidance from God. If indeed Mas Bian is your soul mate, God will unite you in a holy marriage bond. If he is not your soul mate, God will also show good for the bad" Aluna welcomed.
Mutia took a deep breath.
"From that time I have not ordered food, I have laper" said Aluna.
"Pity the debay yes" said the girl.
Sontak Mutia remembered what Aluna said last night.
"Oh yes, I have to ask you from earlier. Your words last night were a huge success for me curious. Are you really pregnant?" ask Mutia.
Aluna smiled happily.
"Yes donk, I'm pregnant with Mas Malik's son" Aluna replied.
"Waaah congratulations Al, soon will be a Mama" said Mutia while hugging Aluna.
"Thank you Mut, do'ain smoothly until the day H yes" pinta Aluna.
"Aamiin. I'll do'ain you anyway" said Mutia.
The three Companions finally ended their conversation while enjoying the afternoon with a sweet snack.
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SERIATE
Hi guys. I'm sorry I haven't greeted you yet.
Happy fasting ramadhan. May our worship be accepted by Allah SWT. Minal Aidin Walfaidzin's.
