You are my Imam

Chapter 18

After struggling with kitchen utensils to make iced tea and bring some fried bananas that the mother had cooked. I took all of that to the living room. I saw my father who was there. When did you get home? I remember always coming home before Magrib.

They look familiar like family. I'm getting curious about what you did to my family. Until they get along with each other.

I put what I brought. Give drinks to the people there. I serve the food I brought. I just wanted to leave. Mom stopped my steps.

"Where are you going?"

"Sit down here first. There's something you want to say."

I'm forced to sit across from you. My house is simple but neat. The chairs we have are not as good as furniture belonging to rich people. But it's good enough and worth using.

"So you want what you want to say."

"I came here to convey the goodwill of Ashimah's mother."

"I would like to propose to my father's daughter and mother as my wife."

"I'm sorry I haven't been able to bring my family. Because I want to first hear the father's permission. After that I will come back here with my family to propose to Ashimah." You in a low voice convey that. I was amazed to see her controlling self.

I looked at my father, who was surprised by my mother as well. They looked confused but then they immediately changed the look on their faces. I'm hoping you didn't tell my parents about me chasing after that guy to marry me. If my parents find out, my history is over. Because he has gone crazy.

"Because I love my father's daughter." You said firmly. I gasp at hearing that. I thought you were going to tell me all the things I've done for that man. I've also been confused since when that man loved me. I have to ask you this later. Or you're just pretending because he feels guilty to me. I don't know if I'm confused. The most important thing is that I'm married to you whether she loves me or not that's business later. Because I'm sure I can get that guy to bend his knee to me.

"Loving my daughter is not enough. I want my daughter to have a husband who can take my place to lead her to heaven. Are you willing to do that?."

I could see you were silent at Dad's question. I let out a breath. It must be something out of control, you remember that man is not the man Sholeh.

"I can't promise that to you. I can't promise Ashimah to heaven." Everyone in this room was silent to Mas Dita's words including me. The room felt silent for a moment. Until you continue with her words again.

"But I can only promise that I will work hand in hand with Ashimah to get into His Heaven. Because I can't do that myself. I just need Ashimah by my side. To make everything feel easy." I'm so moved to hear that. I've never heard such a beautiful word from any man.

"Will you want to be your husband?" Ask my father to me.

I nodded shyly. I could see my father smiling happily at my behavior.

"Then I allow it. As long as Ashimah is happy." I don't know why I feel so happy to hear that. Finally my wish to marry Mas Dita was fulfilled as well.

"Thank you, sir." You said while kissing my father's hand.