
Bismilbornrahmanirrahim's....
Allahumma shalli a la sayyidina Muhammad wa ala ali sayyidina Muhammad.
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As usual Dasha left for Campus, but this morning the atmosphere of the Campus was hot because many students were talking about rumors about the matchmaking of one of their favorite Lecturers who was none other than Mahendra Nufail Zhafran.
"Aaaa .. I do not want Mr. Mahendra to marry each other," said one of Mahendra's big fan students.
"Yes me too, let alone his marriage because of being betrothed, surely Mr. Mahen is not happy" said another.
"Certainly that?" batin Dasha wondered as she passed through the crowd of students who were talking about Mahendra.
"If it's true, I can't do anything" murmured Dasha. Understandably, he has long harbored his feelings of love for Mahendra, more precisely since he was still a Mabar alias the new student.
Dasha walked calmly despite her heart being torn. "Astaghfirullah," said Dasha did not want to be late thinking about Mahendra's match.
"Assalamualaikum" said Dasha as she entered Mahendra's room.
"Wa'alaikumsalam," replied Mahendra who was focusing on facing the computer in front of him.
"This sir, I want to do the paper that you asked yesterday" said Dasha formally.
Mahendra turned his head, looking at Dasha for a while before pointing towards his desk. "Put it down there" he said uncharacteristically.
"Okay, then excuse me." After putting down his paper Dasha went straight out of Mahendra's room.
There was a stifling feeling in Dasha's heart when Mahendra acted as coldly as he had been. But he realized that he and Mahendra were only students and lecturers, nothing more, nothing special, only he thought that Mahendra was special.
The myris? Of course not, because Dasha knows for herself that's the risk of becoming a secret admirer. And most importantly, Dasha never once regretted it.
A month later Dasha set foot on Mahendra's engagement, in his heart he has fully mengikhlaskan Mahendra for other women who must be very lucky because it will be the wife of a man coveted by many women including himself.
"May you be happy" Dasha murmured as she saw Mahendra entering the engagement hall.
A sweet smile was on Mahendra's lips, indicating that the man was happy. Slowly but surely, Dasha's rancid lips polished with nude-colored lipcream curled upwards and formed a beautiful smile.
"I'm happy to see you smile like that, I'm sure the woman you're going to apply for today feels the same way as me, too" Dasha murmured.
The melody started to sound, Dasha was stunned when she saw Mahendra singing in front of the invited guests. Nah! The man sang right in front of his father. And the song Mahendra sung is a meaningful song called Marry your daughter, Dasha's favorite song that until now has always been successful to make her touched.
"Can I marry your daughter, sir?" At the end of the song Mahendra says it in front of Devano.
Dasha covered her mouth with her hands. His eyes began to glaze over, he never expected that the woman Mahendra would apply for today was himself.
It was only fitting that this morning Umi Aisyah told him to wear a beautiful dress to bother bringing a fairy to apply her makeup before he left for the hall of this building.
It turns out he was the one proposed! Dasha Congrats! his mind congratulates him on his luck.
Mahendra bends his knees in front of Dasha. "Will you marry me, Dasha?"
Happy tears flowed down Dasha's cheeks. "Yes I will" he replied, nodding his head.
A smile of relief rose on Mahendra's lips. "Alhamdulillah O Allah" he said with gratitude.
END
If the story Dasha and Mahendra is made separate about many who are interested? Seriously nanya.