WHEN I MISS PRAYER

Episode 87 - Because you are so precious

The day went by full of consideration. Doubtful, again enveloped Salwa's heart. Fear also haunts with various kinds of uncertain things. But the heart still wants to have. Do not want to be sick for the second time because of ignoring the anticipated thing.

One swung step, opening the door of hope that became a dream. Together in happiness and clutching each other in bonds. The longing that I had once accumulated in every prayer, had come to the Creator. Prayer is the cure of all pain.

Three days, just tonight, Salwa gave the answer. The mosque blocked Asham and Liya who were about to walk out.

"I'm waiting for you tonight at my house." Salwa said in the mosque before returning home.

"meaning ?"

"The old man who asked me to meet is waiting." The answer.

"i'm sorry, mas. I think it's pretty clear. See you at home. Assalamu'alaikum." Salwa.

"wa'alaikumussalam."

"dek, I didn't hear you wrong, did I ?" Saying Asyam while staring at Salwa's departure.

"ndak, mom. Masya Allah. Liya's happy for me." Said Liya happily.

"let's go home, we say same bu'e." Take Liya.

Asham rushed towards his vehicle and was ready to go. With a happy and hopeful heart. With a happy face, he told Bu Nurlela about his heart's intention to choose Salwa as his idol. With haru, Bu Nurlela hugged Asyam with happy tears.

A quiet night adds tranquility to the meeting of two families. Not like a silent night, in his heart felt very crowded. Moreover, the beat of a melodious heart with his beat, that's how Asyam with all his feelings tonight.

Salwa was sitting flanked by her parents. The princess is just a very dear puppet, which has been for more than 20 years accompanying and giving a lot of color in the house that is only filled by two people who love each other.

"Please enjoy the dish. Let's make the chat tonight feel light and crunchy to feel delicious without tension and fear." Said Mr. Habibi, melting the atmosphere.

There are tiny cups of dark water but it feels soft and sweet. Sponge cake with a blend of bright yellow and green colors adds to the beauty that spoils the eye.

"Thank you, sir, ma'am. Sorry to be so much of a hassle at night." Said Bu Nurlela.

"Neverything, ma'am. We're the ones asking to come tonight." Said Mrs Rana.

"Honestly, I just found out when I was ready and Liya came home from teaching." Said Bu Nurlela.

"That's okay, ma'e. Salwa who just told me after teaching." Salwa.

"Sorry, if it makes bu'e surprised." Salwa.

"Sir, may I convey my intentions ? and also my purpose." Asyam.

"Please." Said Mr. Habibi with a smile that made Asyam calm.

"I. emhh..my goal is to ask to meet with my father and mother, to ask permission for my intention to establish a more serious relationship with my father's daughter and mother." Her speech.

"If allowed, I asked for a month to know more about the personal salwa. Before determining the next process, if I and Salwa feel suitable to continue." Evidently.

Mr. Habibi responded with a smile that described his fondness for Asham. Ms. Rana also smiled while holding Salwa's hand while looking at Salwa who was still down.

"You think this kid wants to propose to my son right away." Ledek.

"it's like that, sir." Rigorously.

"maha.." Laughter Mr. Habibi.

"Father let me know if you want to know each other. Of course with the limits that have been determined, surely you understand what you mean father huh ?" Said Mr. Habibi.

"Dan .. If you already feel fit before one month, please set a date for the next meeting." Said Mr. Habibi.

"nggih, sir. Mature new. Thank you very much, sir, ma'am." Said Bu Nurlela while clenching her palms before her face.

Asham hugged her, knowing that her mother would definitely shed tears despite the happiness she felt. Smiling and looking at Salwa, he gave thanks in his heart. His gaze was countered with Salwa who raised her gaze and smiled shyly. Mr. Habibi also embraced Salwa who was in the arms of the mother.

The liking he harbored himself in his heart, disappointed with uncertain expectations. Remembering God that He is the owner of everything, even the heart of someone he loves. It is true that when we weld and change the place of hope, confiding all to God with a spacious heart, God gives the unexpected way even more beautiful than expected.

That is the disappointment that comes with wishing other than Him. When you want something, ask who really has it. He will give us the best for us to have.

From his love, Salwa learned a lot to always present God in every business. Not only getting what you want, but also the calmness of each trip in waiting for the most beautiful gift from Him.

In the afternoon, Salwa invited Asma to meet at his usual cafe. The place starts a chat with Asyam and finds a beautiful storyline. In this place, even this seat where he talked a few days ago.

"assalamu'alaikum."

"wa'alaikumussalam." The answer is, break the daydream.

"have you waited a long time ?" Ask Asma while sitting in front of Salwa.

"ngga."

"sorry, I was waiting for Farhan. Mas Farhan wants to take him to work." Clear Asthma.

"nothing, asthma."

"what's up ?" Ask Asma.

"wasn't it necessary to see anything ?" Ask Salwa.

"yes. no. There's something you want to tell." Asthma Vocabulary.

"i want to buy you a meal." Salwa.

"in what order ?" Ask Asma.

"if you eat something, should there be something ?" Ask Salwa.

"yes, not really." Answer Asma.

"is there nothing ?" Ask Asma.

"if you're lying, I really don't want to be horrified." Asthma Vocabulary.

"don't you want to hear ? really don't want to know ?" Salwa Ledek.

"want." Asma enthusiastic.

"yawah pesen first the food. My niece-to-be's gonna get hungry." Salwa said with a smile.

While waiting for the order to come, Salwa recounted her decision to accept Asham. He recounted his family meeting with the Asyams last night. The atmosphere was tense, the kakudan turned warmer.

It turns out to be that beautiful, when the desired man asks permission to approach us. Beautiful, when we realize that this self is so valuable.

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