Wrong Khitbah

131. SK 2: MAIN

"Alhamdulillah, everything is done. In the shaa Allah hopefully in the future there will be no such thing happening again" said Ali's father

"Aamiin ya Rabbal 'Alamiin"

Now they are in the tv room of the family home of Sheena. Because Zahwa suddenly wanted to hug her jumbo-sized cat doll in her room.

Before they went to bed last night, that was Zahwa's request to Akhtar.

" Yank" whispered Zahwa making Akhtar turn and bring himself closer to Zahwa

" What is hem?"

" The dedenya want to play"

Akhtar's eyes glared slightly and suddenly his cheeks heated up

"Yank, can't talk later in the room. if anyone hears how?" Akhtar's whisper flushed

"Loh, why? Gapapa too"

Again Akhtar glared now he folded his lips inward with his eyes glancing in panic, worried that someone was hearing his conversation with Zahwa

"Yank, that's right, his. Not now, not later"

"When Yank. ihhh I can't wait"

Akhtar stroked his chest hearing zahwa's whining.

"Heh, you two why the hell are you whispering?" Tegur Azzam noticed the two people.

"There's no Bang-"

"Ih, this is Bang. Dede wants to play with Abinya. But my husband doesn't want to" Zahwa cut Akhtar's words.

Everyone was shocked by Zahwa's words. Akhtar was already holding back the shame.

"Hempts, bwahahahahahah. Tar, pegi sono bring tu bini you up. Just play gapapa, we won't bother. Ahahahaha" led Azzam while holding his stomach

"Come on" "Bang..." Akhtar and Helwa said together

"Want to be here" said Zahwa made everyone glare.

"Dek, that's really dong. Seriously want to play here? If you want to play we are dispersed. Please use the place to be satisfied"

"Ihh Abang no one can disperse, stay here. I'm willing to be able to"

"Queen, you're nothing at all" whispered Akhtar embarrassed

"Well!" Zahwa took off Akhtar's hand, which had his mouth covered

"Why the hell, I'd like to play the same game as you all. Dedenya bosen said, why even want to go" snorted Zahwa with pouting lips

Instantly everyone massaged their non-itchy noses. Humiliating their own brains that misinterpreted the 'Main' that Zahwa meant.

"Ohh. want to play the deck. Yes say dong if you want to jump in the game " said Azzam held back his laughter

" Why are you.. ihh.. What did you think?" Ask Zahwa

"T-nothing" they answered compactly making Zahwa cengo

"What Bang?" Zahwa

Azzam approached and whispered to Zahwa

"You brought your husband to the sunnah apostle dek" said Azzam in an amused laugh at the end.

"iihi... Apaan. Aaaaa Bundaaaa" Zahwa sulks with flushed cheeks. He hugged Akhtar and hid his face in the chest of the field.

"Ahahahha, Mother again in the deck bathroom. Haha"

"Eh? Why these? Wawa why?" Ask Mother Fatimah who just came

"This is Bund, that was Wawa-"

"aww... Deck pain" Azzam screamed as his waist pinched at Zahwa

***

"Assalamu'alaikum." said Zahra who had just arrived

"Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh"

"Yes Mother" he said and then crucified everyone one by one.

"Where is today, brother?" Ask Helwa

"Yes, that's how my brother is. Ngajar as usual" said Zahra lethargic then sipped a drink in front of him

"Sir, seriously Brother Nanya. What do you want after this?" Ask Azzam

"Ga tau Bang" in short

"You don't know, isn't there anything you want to do?"

"Either Bang, Zahra still felt comfortable gini-gini aja" he casually ate a layer of legit cake that was thrust Helwa

" Or do you want to accept Dad's friend's proposal, Ra?" Ask Ali's Dad

Make Zahra on instant "Father... No! No. Zahra doesn't want to be close to anyone"

"Well, what is it?"

"How do you think dong?"

Zahra was silent for a moment

"Emmm.. Zahra.. want a cottage can't?"

"WHAT?!" Pekik Azzam and Zahwa

"Ihh Abang's.. Sister Wawa.just why the hell"

"Serious deck?" Azzam asked in disbelief

"Yes Bang.Yes Zahra's face looks joking huh?"

"That's it" answered innocently

" What is your intention, son? Are you sure?" Ask Mother Fatimah

"Yes Mother, Zahra regretted that she did not want to go to bed. Now I just feel. How's it? Dad, Mommy's permission isn't?"

Everyone looked at each other, Ali's father seemed to sigh.

" It's up to Zahra" Zahra's smile widened instantly

"Where do you want to go, son?" Ask Mother Fatimah

It seems that now he must prepare himself for loneliness, because usually Zahra who always accompany him in this house. Now he would be alone with Ali's father if Zahra had entered the cabin.

"Emm where are you? In ponpes aunty. But Zahra wants to be a regular santri. Don't want people to know their Ning"

All nod

"Well, I'll talk to your Uncle later" Ali's father said

Zahra nodded happily, that wide smile engraved on her sweet face.

"Sorry Brother, I don't feel worthy to be a wife yet. If you really want me. Let me find my true self first. I wanted to be solid, to change myself into a better person than I was before. If you're serious about me, then you'll be ready to wait for me" Zahra's inner battle behind her smile

Yes, that is a Zahra, a woman who is very wishy-washy and has no confidence in herself. Who refuse to be taught the truth, and choose elsewhere.

When everyone is busy with the name hijrah himself, he is even fun to enjoy his youth with fun.

However, Ustadz Fakhri's confession and proposal seemed to awaken him to the importance of science for a woman, self-improvement and the change of all the childish thoughts he used more often.

The presence of a Fakhri all together becomes a hard slap for him, to become a better person.

Since first meeting Fakhri, he has started to put his taste in Ustadz Fakhri. I don't know in terms of where he could deduce that, but that was the moment where he brought it all in.

Until now he only thought about the person who will be his life companion, without seeing and improving himself.

But now that he understood everything, he understood everything. He felt inferior and very low if the pair with Ustadz Fakhri as a religious teacher who dared to apply directly. In terms of whichever way he lost heavily, seeing from his appearance alone, he already felt insecure for his companion.

Not to mention later his knowledge that Ma Shaa Allah compared to his brain that Astaghfirullah. Just imagining it makes the hair goosebumps.

He was determined to change himself for the better, slowly and diligently he would do. He felt at the center, with high expressiveness married to a religious teacher, with his personality like that. He felt unworthy, and not ready.

He felt ashamed, if he remembered how selfish he used to be to his own brother. Who insists on the wrong person, who is also someone he admires. He was embarrassed, ashamed, ashamed. Can not be paid what he became if married to his former behavior.

Totally inappropriate!