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"We don't have a problem with what Cyra's current status is Mas Rashid. God willing we can accept it wholeheartedly and sincerely lillahi ta'ala." Ridwan continued his words.

"Emm! Earlier forgive me Mas Ridwan." Answer abi Rashid.

"I can't accept Mas Ridwan's proposal for Cyra, my son." Ridwan and Nurza look at each other.

The smile that was originally on Fikri's lips was. Now it seems to disappear because of hearing the words of Abi Rashid.

"If you could find out? What made Om Rashid reject my proposal?" Fikri was very curious. "Is my job according to Om Rashid still unfit to be her husband Cyra?" fikri said again.

Nurza looked very curious as well. "Yes Mas Rashid. Fikri's a pediatrician. And I myself promise to be a good Mama-in-law to Cyra. And will regard Cyra's son as my own grandson."

"It wasn't so, Nurza. But ... " umma Tone speech by Ridwan.

"But what's Madam Nada?" sela Ridwan's.

Umma Nada turned his gaze towards Abi Rashid like asking for help.

"Begini Mas Ridwan, Mbak Nurza and Nak Fikri."

"Cyra actually proposed. And Nak Fikri is the twelfth man to propose to Cyra." Fikri and his parents were very surprised.

"Among the twelve men. There was already one man that Cyra accepted. And we have even determined when they will get married after Cyra's iddah period is over." said Abi Rashid.

"Can't you find Cyra first with Fikri, Mas Rashid?"

Abi Rashid shook his head. "Sorry Mas Ridwan. I can't bring them together. Because I have promised to keep it to Cyra's future husband. That no other man should ever see Cyra after their date of marriage has been determined."

Trying to accept sincerely. That's what Ridwan, Fikri and Nurza are doing right now.

Umma Nada feels bad. "I'm sorry, Ms. Nurza. This is not our power. And the one who is undergoing is Cyra. So all our decisions leave everything to him."

Nurza breathed. "Yes. God willing I try to understand."

"It turns out what I heard was not wrong. If Cyra had always been a snatch long ago. Even after she became a widow" said Ridwan.

Ridwan then stood up from his seat and was followed by Nurza and Fikri. "Then. We decided to resign first Mas Rashid, Mbak Nada. Thanks for the time."

Abi Rashid nodded his head while returning Ridwan's handshake. "Just like Mas Ridwan. May you all safely get home."

Rasyid's words were immediately announced by everyone. Thereafter. Ridwan, Nurza and also Fikri. Then came home from Rashid's house to their own house.

Want not. It was a decision that Fikri had to accept. And that means he hasn't been a match for Cyra.

If Akmal knew. He would definitely feel jealous and unsettled of his thoughts. Moreover, Fikri is a Pediatrician.

Cyra who has heard the story of the umma. He could only breathe. Because it is not his desire there are also many men who come and go to the house of the abi to propose to him.

As much as possible Cyra did not want to tell Akmal. Because Cyra was afraid to see Akmal's cold face again.

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Switch places. More precisely at the house of Hamzah and also Misha. At this time in their home the arrival of guests is their own best friend. Who else if not Abraham and also Kalila.

"You've matched ko Kalila to be a mother," Kalila smiled at Misha's words.

"Just pray. Hopefully after marriage. I can catch up with you and Cyra as well." Misha nodded her head immediately with a smile.

Replace Abraham who chatted with Hamzah. "I'm sorry Ham. I can visit Misha now. Because from yesterday the workshop of alhamdulillah always crowded. And I also have to buy spare parts out of town."

Hamzah smiled. "It's okay. Just relax. Better late than never."

"It's ko Kak. Even from the first day." It was not Hamzah who answered. Except Misha.

Their gazes were all then diverted towards the guest who had just come and immediately said a greeting.

"Wa'alaikumussalam." Answer from everyone.

"Well! Long live. The person being talked about comes directly in front of the eyes." said Hamzah. "Let's go to the mall. Please sit down."

Akmal sat down on the sofa next to Abraham. "Oh yes, Misha. I brought you all cake."

Misha accepted it with joy. And then he went inside to prepare the cake on a plate.

"Where are you Mal? Did you want to come here on purpose?" ask Abraham.

"No! I happened to be buying a cake for my mom at the opposite bakery. So I decided to just stop by here. I have something to say to Hamzah. Uh! Don't know if you're here either."

"What do you want to tell Hamza? What if I wasn't here you wouldn't tell me that either?" Abraham was very sensitive.

Akmal immediately grabbed Abraham's shoulder. "You why bro. Is the moon coming?" kanda Akmal's.

"You I'll tell you anyway. But later after Hamzah's house. Calm down" Akmal patted Abraham's shoulder gently.

Hamzah. "Already! Now say. What do you want to tell me?"

Akmal smiled first. Before answering Hamza's question.

"Even smile yourself that way. It's crazy!" satire Abraham.

"It looks like you really should change Abraham's kind of keelamin." Abraham was angry at Akmal's words. Kalila was laughing immediately.

"I want to convey to all of you. If after the time of iddah Cyra. Two weeks to come. I will have my wedding with him. And I want you all to come to my wedding."

Such a great surprise Akmal said at this time. Hamzah, Abraham, and also Kalila were very surprised to hear it.

Similarly, Misha who has just come from inside the house while carrying two different bread dishes. "What! Akmal sister is getting married to Cyra!"

"Eventually? Has Cyra accepted Sister as a potential husband" asked Misha.

Everyone's gaze was immediately turned toward Akmal.

While nodding Akmal replied. "Alhamdulillah. Five days ago Cyra had already accepted Brother's proposal. And that night Abi Rashid decided the day of our marriage."

"When will my sister and Cyra's wedding be?" kalila asked.

"Two months from now Kalila. You'll get the invitation."

Hamzah suddenly stood up and hugged Akmal like a man. "Good Mal. I'm so happy to hear this news. Your sacrifice has not been in vain all this time."

Abraham stood up as well. Then patted Akmal's shoulder firmly. "I'm also happy to hear Mal. Salute me to you. I myself might not be like you."

"Thank you. It's also thanks to the prayers of all of you."

Hamza and Abraham smiled. Then they sat back to their original seats.

Efforts will never betray results. If it hasn't worked. That's not a windfall. There must be wisdom behind it. For God must have given way to the outside of every effort that is being done by his people.

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