When Love Is Afflicting

When Love Is Afflicting
Loved him


Ustadz Bilal grabbed Annisa's body, so that her daughter would stand up from the floor, and embrace her.


"Why are you growing up so fast, son?. I'm not ready to let you go to another man. Dad's not ready if your daughter's love turns to another man, son. But if it makes Dad's daughter happy, you'll be willing to marry her, baby." Ustadz Bilal's cry broke at the end of his sentence.


It was only then that Ustadz Bilal held his daughter in his arms. It seems to be big and ready to get married. It feels like Ustadz Bilal is not ready if you have to release his potent daughter.


"I'll love you forever. Because Dad was my first love. The first man to give me love. Father's love will not be replaced in my heart" Annisa replied back to her embrace.


Yasmin who heard the talk and cries of Father and Sister behind the phone, also joined in crying sobbing Isak, feeling sad and moved. Sad to hear the words of the heavy father will take off his daughter. Touched to hear Annisa's maturity while speaking. Yasmin did not expect, Annisa who had been famous for being spoiled, had mature thoughts.


"Alright, Son. I will marry you to Shaka" said Ustadz Bilal.


**


After his phone was cut off, Yasmin, who was in his room, immediately made a call to Furqon.


"Assalamu alaikum" said a man from behind the phone.


"Walaikum salam" Yasmin replied, her voice sounding stiff and fiber.


"What's up, Yasmin?" ask Furqon.


"Can we meet?. There's something I want to talk about" Yasmin asked.


"I don't think we should meet to talk about it. What else we will meet alone together, it is not good" Furqon replied.


"Alright" Yasmin sighed deeply before saying her true intention of contacting the man." Annisa?" yasmin said it means that he will be signaling many questions.


Furqon, who was behind the phone, was silent for a moment.


"What does Ukhti want to hear?" ask Furqon.


"Your feelings for Annisa" Yasmin replied.


"I've never had a relationship with Annisa. Why can you ask me like that. All this time, I will marry you" Furqon replied.


Yasmin was silent and silent still shedding her tears.


"Do you not have the slightest feeling for Annisa?. I already know, if he bothers you a lot at school" asked Yasmin again.


"You mean, after canceling our matchmaking. You want to ask me to marry Annisa? That so?."


"Annisa loves you so much. I beg you to marry Annisa" said Yasmin.


Yasmin will not, if Annisa to force herself to marry Shaka, for the sake of her happiness. In addition to hurting Annisa herself, Annisa later could hurt Shaka's feelings.


"If the match is off, it's off. There's no next match, Yasmin. I am also human, with a heart and feelings. If you only think about Annisa's feelings. What about my own feelings?, why don't you think about it?" cerca Furqon did not accept.


Yasmin was silent.


Behind the phone, Furqon shed her tears as she closed her eyes. His chest was very tight, like something was happening to him.


"Yes, I'm going to propose to Annisa" Furqon said in a choked voice.


Yasmin who heard him immediately commented on his smile, even though her tears were flowing more and more.


"Thank you."


"But what about you, Yasmin?" ask Furqon again.


"I'll be fine" replied Yasmin.


**


Tok tok!


"Assalamu aleikum!"


"Greetings walaikum!. Coming in!" exclaim Ustadz Bilal who was in his study at HARAPAN High School relics his parents.


The door of the room was opened from the outside, seeing that the guest was invited, Ustadz Bilal immediately stood up from his seat, welcoming the students' parents.


"Good day, too, Mr. Ansel. Please sit down" replied Ustadz Bilal while receiving a helping hand Mr. Ansel.


"Thanks, Ustadz."


After sitting his body on the sofa in the room, with his wife. Mr. Ansel also asked, what was it that made the owner of the school send a letter to them.


"What a mistake our son Ustadz has made. Until Ustadz has to call us here?."


Ustadz Bilal, who was asked to comment on his smile, saw the worry on the faces of the parents.


"Shaka, proposed to my Princess Annisa to me" replied Ustadz Bilal. Successfully Pak Ansel and Mother Drabia as parents of students named Shaka look at each other.


"Applying?" repeat Mr. Ansel frowned.


"What do you think if we marry them?. I'm worried, if they're just allowed to hang out. They will be touched by the sin of adultery. We better just stop them" said Ustadz Bilal.


Mr. Ansel and Ms. Drabia looked at each other again, their brains had not finished digesting what Ustadz Bilal had just said.


"We don't understand what Ustadz just said" Ms Drabia said.


"Shaka, your son, proposed to my daughter named Annisa" explains Ustadz Bilal once again.


"Applying?" the Drabia Miss.


"If you agree, how about we marry your son to my daughter?" and Ustadz Bilal again.


"But how could Ustadz think of marrying them?. While they were still in school" Mr. Ansel frowned towards Ustadz Bilal.


"Father, Mama"


Ustadz Bilal, Pak Ansel and Bu Drabia turned to the entrance of the temple. Heard Shaka calling to his parents.


"Greetings Shaka" reprimanded Mr. Ansel, seeing Shaka coming without saying hello to enter the room.


"Sorry! forgot" Shaka scoffed, then said." Assalamu alaikum."


"Greetings hallaikum!" reply the three old men simultaneously.


Shaka also stepped his feet towards his two parents and touched him. Drabia's mother, who was anxious to see her son, pulled the boy's ear to sit next to her.


"Here you!"


"Sick, Ma" complained Shaka trying to take his mother's hand off her ear.


"You can usually propose to a girl without asking permission from your Mom and Dad! Hm!" the anxiety of Drabia's mother again drew Shaka's ears.


"Can still be Ma's plan. Later if it is okay from Mr. Ustadz, surely Shaka will tell Mama with Papa" Shaka replied.


"You think marriage is a play?, Hm!. What do you have to support girls?. You eat still bribed" said Bu Drabia.


"And going home from school Shaka works to help Papa, Ma" Shaka replied.


"Curtain! you think your salary is enough to finance a girl's life? Ha!." a!." Ms. Drabia was grieving, not being out of thought with the length of her child was proposing to the girl without telling her first.


"Sick Ma" Shaka complains because Bu Drabia is pulling her ears.


"I agree, Ustadz. Seeing the association of children today, if indeed his son wants to get married, I think it is also better" said Mr. Ansel after weighing what Ustadz Bilal said.


Ms. Drabia, who heard her husband agree to have their child married, turned to her husband.


"They're still very easy Pa."


"I just want to justify it, Ma. I won't demand my rights before we graduate school. I want to be able to take care of Annisa without us having to sin, Ma" Shaka said looking at her mother with a face so convincing.


"I love him for God's sake, Ma" Shaka said.


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