Young Marriage (?)

6. Worriedly

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"Ma, we're leaving first!"

Intan and I are going to college. After my decision last night, nothing has changed. We do things as usual. Grandpa didn't know about this yet, so we haven't been preoccupied with anything about wedding preparations.

Everything is still the same, it's normal. Maybe my feelings are different now. I feel relieved. And my heart rate hasn't been normal since last night. I was relieved but I kept pounding. I don't get it.

Tinctong!

The house bell rings.

"Let me open the door" Intan said as he walked up to the door and opened it.

It looks like there's a mother there. We greet Mother and let her sit down.

Mother pulled me to sit next to her. Intan and Mama just smiled looking at us.

Intan asks permission to take a drink.

"Honey, Mother thanks because you want to receive your child, Mother" said while holding my hand.

"I have a lot of shortcomings. I'm the one who should be grateful because Mother wants to accept me as Mother's daughter-in-law."

Aisshhh speaks like a court girl. Weak soft conch shell.

Mother hugged me. After that he broke off a hug and then held my cheek.

"During this time Mother was worried about the Mother's child. He did not introduce his future wife. And every Mother wants to introduce it to a woman, she always rejects the candidate that Mother chooses. Always avoid being asked about marriage. Mother is worried, at the age of her who is not young anymore, she does not want to get married. But Mother is relieved, finally Arsy's heart is open also to receive you. And thank God you also want to accept it," said Mother.

I just nod. Don't know what to say.

In my heart I feel rather happy of the many women who were betrothed to him I whom he chose.

Eh but if I was chosen because he was desperate to get married how? Huaoo!

But I was also desperate to get married before graduating from college. Ish but I'm not that bad either, I can still refuse.

But ... duhh so much but gini.

Hmm I'm getting curious about how old this Arsy is actually, why Mother says not young anymore. Don't be forties already, people think he's my Papa again.

"Bund, this is a drink first." Intan came to give me a drink.

"Duh so ngerepotin you," said Mother and then put the glass into her mouth.

"Mother will not be long. Mommy wants to go see Arsy. Arsy does not know his application has been accepted, Mommy wants to tell him directly. Mother go first!

Fizu, thank you very much."

Before going, Mother hugged Mama first.

After taking Mommy away I saw Intan smiling at me.

"What?" my many.

"Cieee meets in-laws" Goda Intan.

"You don't see the clock? you're late for college" said Mama.

Intan and I looked at.

"Statistics!" We shouted and then ran towards the Intan motorbike.

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I lay in bed while studying for the final semester exam. I have tried various styles. Sliding on the floor, sidelong to the edge of the bed, supine and more. It's nothing, I'm easy to ache if I just stay in one position.

Drrrtttdrtttdrttt!

I opened the WA message that went into my phone.

Whose number is this?

'Assalaamu'alaikum!

Hay Syifa's. I'm Arsy.

I would like to thank you for accepting my family proposal. Thank goodness I put this up.

I know we don't know each other.

I hope we can open ourselves up to getting to know each other more now.

I heard a lot about you from Mother, Mama, Arisya, even the little Arsyad. Honestly, for some reason, just by hearing their stories, I began to be interested.

Because I'm not young anymore, I don't want a messy relationship.

I have many shortcomings, I hope you are not surprised later with my shortcomings.

Thanks again.

Wassalam!'

I read the message without blinking. Is that Arsy who sent? My chest started to cramp again. Aisshhh!

Btw, why so stiff the language. Schemas.

Very different from me who likes to talk ceplasceplos and rather rude. Direct became his future wife.

Maybe it's the influence of age.

What do I have to pay now. Response time 'samasama', definitely kedawain Intan if he knows. Don't I have to reply. But he thinks I don't like him. Eh, do I like him? Uhh dizzy.

My phone vibrated again. This time there was a call coming in.

That number! Arsy called? Seriously? No lift yes.

Huft breathe Syifa.

"Bismillah."

I picked up the phone too.

"A ... Us ... Assalamu'alaikum!"

Why am I suddenly stuttering gini.

"Wa'alaikumussalaam!"

Oh Allah. Her voice ... her voice .. why does her voice make my heart beat. His voice is a bit raucous. And I like it. Aisshhh I've been why this.

"Syifa, are you busy? Sorry if I disturbed."

"Ah no. Errmm what is it you eh Brother eh you brother called me?'

Amposss, shame on me. Heard his voice curl. Aisshhh must've been worried about me. Mamaaaa, I want to cry. I started biting my pillow. Why am I nervous?

"Haha you call me 'Abang' is fine."

Just his laugh makes me melt. He even thinks I'm afraid. But why I like. Take care of your heart Syifa. Keep heart!

"Come on your phone because you didn't reply to Brother's message."

Well, he already talked about himself 'Abang'.

Okeh Syifa consider that you are talking to Dafa again.

"Ohh. Sorry Bang, I was confused as to what to reply. I'm not very good at saying. I was afraid of speaking wrongly. I ... I am a bit brutal. I am not good at soft. I ... I. .. uhh I don't usually feel this way. Can't just say it. Belibet is bang. Formal, hard."

Bodo really ah Arsy wants to judge me like what.

"Haha ... You're luchu once. Don't push yourself. So yourself. Brother is no problem. Brother is accustomed to formal at work so carried over to everyday life. Sorry if you're uncomfortable."

"Huft relieved me. Thank goodness that you're not a problem. It's me grubbing this and amused myself to know. Unusual.

Hmm I'm a lot less this brother still want to accept me? Who knows if you've changed your mind."

"There are many flaws."

"I'm not pretty, Bang."

"What's wrong. Maybe there'll be a Handsome and the Beast story inspired by us."

Dihhh, am I that beast? What the fuck.

"The unsightly ones are the beautiful ones Bang."

I could hear him laughing again at the end of the line. He's very happy to laugh.

"This gate is not selected. Someone wants to nerima Abang aja Alhamdulillah. My brother is not handsome, anyway. It's old anyway."

Cihh don't choose what. Her own mother said she had often refused to be a woman who wanted to be betrothed to her.

But that old CHAPTER I'm afraid of. As old as he is. Want it but embarrassed.

"Hmm oh yeah I can't cook either, Bang."

"Later we learn samasama."

"Yes yes. Watch out if you're picking up because I can't cook."

"Yes. Hmm tomorrow Brother and Brother's family will go see your grandfather. Pray for Brother."

"Tomorrow? How fast."

"Faster is better. It is not good to postpone good things. After all, you fear people first. Beetles are not a."

"Flowers are not even a flower."

"Haha .. can be. Sorry you have to work again. We'll call next time. Don't forget to pray for you tomorrow! Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumussalaam!"

Tuutts

Line disconnected.

Haven't known for an hour, but why has it been known for so long. It was like a couple of lovers. Aissshhh is still haram Syifa. Forget forget.

Uh gini night is still working. What kind of job is he?

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"Fa, what's wrong with you? Why were you in class so far so unfocused? Any issues?" tanya Intan while we were sitting in the campus cafeteria waiting for orders.

"I degdegan. Today the Arsy family will meet my extended family."

"He should be nervous now. Why you're the one who doesn't like sitting here."

"You think Grandpa will accept Arsy no?"

I don't know why I'm worried like this.

"You believe him, don't you?"

I'm nodding.

"If so there is nothing to worry about" Intan said, holding my hand.

Now it's certain that Arsy's family and my parents are on the way to Grandpa's.

Hopefully everything will be done. Aamiins.

Uhh I need to chat she's not yeah.

'Assalaamu'alaikum! Goodluck.'s.'

I touch the send button.

Huft.

"Why are you smiling to yourself? I was worried, now smile. It's weird!" intan said astonished.

I don't mind Intan's babble. Let only.

After a while Arsy still hasn't replied to my WA. My message was read. The huft!

***

I couldn't sit quietly any more knowing that Arsy's family would be staying there. In my old house. Somehow Grandpa told them to stay all night. Maybe because I had three times the nullity so Grandpa is now more strict in determining who my future husband is.

I'm getting worried. Since this afternoon, Arsy has not been able to reply to my WA. Mama Papa didn't tell me at all. We just exchanged news with Arisya. That's all he said was that they'd stay the night. He didn't say anything else.

I didn't know Grandpa agreed or not.

"Calm down, Fa!" intan said that might be disturbed because from earlier I kept pacing back and forth. "I don't want to watch TV" he continued.

I also said what.

I threw a pillow at Intan.

"Hey, don't go crazy too many times," she was angry.

I was upset because there was no certainty. Huaaa stress me.

"Why you?" ask Dafa who just came home.

"Assalaamu'alaikum Brother!" sindir Intan's.

"Not to insinuate me. I said hello three times, but no one said anything" Dafa said.

"Well anyway. Brother take a shower first. I had a special dinner. Guaranteed you like," said Intan eagerly.

"You're not spoiled for food, are you? You really want me. You used your cooking that time," guessed Dafa.

"Aishh, do you know?" tanya Intan purapura was surprised.

"You use other men. Your magic won't work on me."

"I want Brother. Fullstop."

"That's it. I may like you" replied Dafa Ketus.

"I love you too" replied Intan.

Ish these guys, don't know if I'm worried anymore. It was possible to make such a drama in front of me. Lamalama also married them.

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After dinner, I asked permission to enter the room first.

But since then until now I have not been able to melt my eyes.

I'm still wondering how Grandpa accepted Arsy.

Drrtttdrrtttdrttt!

The phone I kept on the study desk didn't stop shaking. There's a phone coming in.

I saw the name of the caller.

"Thanks!"

I picked up the phone immediately.

"Assalaamu'alaikum, Syifa!"

"Wa'alaikumussalaam!"

"Why not sleep?"

"Not sleepy."

"Sorry didn't reply to your WA. Brother was driving again. And after that, it was directly off the phone. Sorry yes."

"It's okay."

We each fell silent. I'd like to ask you what he did just now, but I'm disinclined.

"Shyifa! If we don't have a soul mate, I hope we can still be friends."

DEG

When my chest hurts, he talks like that. Why is he talking like that? Maybe grandpa refused it?

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Seriate.