Young Jurist

213. Chained

After a short chat, Haji Dahlan asked his wife to call Rosyidah who was still silent in the room.

"Ros, let's get out. You are waiting." Sofiah's voice surprised Rosyidah who was sitting on the edge of the bed while beristighfar.

"Eh, i_iya umi." she replied a little nervously.

"You must be feeling nervous" said Umi Sofiah, who was sitting next to Rosyidah. He looked at Rosyidah's slightly pale face, then gently rubbed his head until his son's back to make it more comfortable and calm.

"Umi was just like you. Sooner or later we will pass through the wedding gates. The important thing is to prepare your heart and self to accept with room the soul mate that God has set for us. With us continuing to improve, in shaa Allah the best soul mate will surely come. Sometimes the best in our opinion is not necessarily the best according to God. Vice versa. May God give you the right choice."

Rosyidah nodded her head in understanding. He was more convinced of his decision.

"Will Umi and Abi accept whatever Rosyidah decides?"

"God willing." replied Sofiah who smiled while nodding his head.

After drinking water on the table to the toilet, Rosyidah out of the room with his uminya.

Rosyidah sits in the middle between her parents.

"Here he is waiting for finally to come too." kekeh haji Dahlan to melt the atmosphere.

However, even though Andre seemed to be smiling, to be honest in his heart was also getting stubborn.

"Idah, let's make your decision to Andre's son" Hajj Dahlan said.

Rosyidah nodded while looking down.

"Bismillah.... I..... accepted the proposal mas Andre bi." said Rosyidah. But it can still be heard by everyone.

"Yes!" exclaimed Andre while raising both of his hands and surging excitedly.

Reyhan seemed embarrassed by the attitude of his best friend, to kick Andre's leg to immediately realize.

And right, Andre immediately regained his senses, grimacing withstanding the embarrassment.

"Alhamdulillah, finally my prayer was answered." Andre responded with his wise face.

"Alhamdulillah." rework them compact.

"Sorry Rosyidah, are there any conditions that I must meet in order to make you happy in building a household later?"

Rosyidah did not expect, Andre would ask like that. Though in his heart he has established the heart to accept Andre as he is.

"Be a good priest. Who can lead our little family to God's paradise. We tell each other when we make mistakes."

"In shaa Allah Rosyidah. I can't promise, but I'll try my best. Getting you is the most beautiful gift of my life. I will try to keep you as strong as my body."

Everyone smiled at Andre's steadiness.

After the conversation was over, and the time was crawling night, the two friends immediately allowed to go home. Andre promised that tomorrow night he would bring his parents to apply officially.

On the way Andre seemed happy by inviting Reyhan to continue telling stories.

"Rey, thank you for being the way to find my soul mate. If not for you, maybe until now I am still miserable with Sinta. And certainly can not get Rosyidah. Must have been a lifetime full of regrets."

"Don't thank me. All this is God's destined. Always keep praying to be given a good destiny."

Andre nodded in understanding. The two hugged each other before he finally drove his bike home.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat. Mother, father." cried the impatient Andre, when he reached home. He opened the door and looked for the whereabouts of his parents.

"What the hell are you Ndre, yelling like that?" his mother said as she frowned looking at Andre.

"Mom, finally my proposal was accepted with Rosyidah" said Andre excitedly.

"Alhamdulillah." said his mother with a sparkling face.

The father who does not know can only frown confused with the words of his son and wife.

"What's this?" chirps father.

"So my future daughter-in-law is a hajj child?" said father full of amazement.

"Yes dong sir. Therefore, we must improve our attitudes, behaviors, actions and all that is not good for our families. Don't let my wife be surprised to see our bad behavior. Do not tarnish the good name of Haji Dahlan. Because he is a leader of the cottage." said Andre at length advising his parents.

"Yes, my mom and dad understand. Even though we haven't seen your future wife's face, if she can have a positive influence on our family, you're very grateful."

After the conversation was over, with light footsteps Andre entered his room. Tonight because of his happiness, he slept very soundly. Waking up in the morning with a bright face.

As usual, Andre left for work.Dengaj eagerly he did his job. His office friends frowned, astonished by Andre's unusual attitude.

"Where is Ndre's genie?" chirp friend.

"If I'm possessed, it must be angry, angry, not clear mas. It's me again seneng, because later tonight would propose to the idol."

"Seriously? When did you have a boyfriend? How do you know to get married? You use the credit system. Did you go first, got married later?"

"Anyway with that." Andre threw a ballpoint pen that he brought up about his friend who actually giggled.

"Instead buy a motorbike, use all credit. Don't hold her hand, just look at her face I've never seen."

"Well, seriously?"

"Two rius. She's so special anyway." Andre glared watching the sky of the room.

"I'm getting curious about your woman. Recognize dong?"

"When I'm married, I know you."

"Look at the picture first, let me not be curious." replied his friend who was still curious.

Andre opened his phone and showed Rosyidah's profile picture to his friend.

"What the fuck is this, what's the flower photo?"

Andre giggled at the expression of his friend.

"Don't take a picture of the mas, just have his phone number, we never call or reply to a message."

"What kind of a relationship is that?" his friend shook his head in surprise with Andre.

But Andre still smiled little imagining a short trip until finally Rosyidah accepted his proposal.

"What to date, if the ends part. It is better not to date but end up marrying a good man." Anxiously Andre pinched his own cheek.

After returning home from work, Andre stopped by to buy a ring.

"Bismillah, may this be suitable for Rosyidah." he muttered as he stared at the white rocky golden ring.

"I chose this" he told the store employee. After getting what he wanted, he breezed out of the store with a happy face.

After the Maghrib prayer, he and his family left together. Both his parents were shaking hands, while Andre was riding his own bike.

Both parents were amazed when they arrived in front of a house that is still one area with a large and magnificent boarding school.

"Andre, you didn't give me the wrong clue, did you?"

"Of course not sir, Bu. Haji Dahlan's cottage is indeed large. Well, this house." show Andre to the house in front of them.

"Sir, before committing a sin, remember that we have the besan of an ustadz."

"Well, why talk like that to you? You never make a sin."

"Astaghfirullah, even fighting. Embarrassed to hear from Dahlan's hajj family sir, Bu." Andre patted his eel and pretended to cry.

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