Ukhti Bar - Bar
Chapter 43# Hasna Received

"You are!" Kyai Faisal took the origin of his second son with a turban. Because Gus Musa just kept on exploding his Mas.

"Have you been sincere and sincere, if it was your Mas who would preach Hasna?" asked Kyai Faisal once more to be sure.

"Ikhlas dong, Abi. Moses will also come. Look," answered the second son.

"Aamiinu. But, your promise is not to cry yes when your Mas ijab kabul and mention the name Hasna," said Kyai Faisal again.

"Ngapain cry. Moses will be coming soon. Later we will marry him" said the origin of Moses to console his heart.

However, his speech was seriously amiin-kan by both parents and Gus Amar of course. Because it could be from hope to reality.

"May your hopes come true, Deck. Mas will be very happy if we can marry together," said Gus Amar sincerely.

"Aamiin, may Allah pray for me. God made me a sad boy. But if I had not asked God for love I would have had much patience. Let me not be envious" said Gus Musa, who made his family laugh.

Hasna who had just stepped on the stairs when, suddenly stopped her steps when she heard the middle laughter from the living room.

"They're so happy. What are they laughing at exactly?" muttered Hasna asked alone.

The girl again steadied her steps to advance A Hasna must dare to face anything. Including his own challenge.

"No, Hasna. Come on baby, we're leaving!" said Ning Khumaira who immediately greeted Hasna and took the girl out of the house to their vehicle.

The five of them went to the hospital. Amar is driving this pesantren van. Next to him sat his brother quietly. In the back seat of Ning Khumaira in the flank by Hasna and also Kyai Faisal.

No one said, Hasna prefers to open a digital quran application and read it slowly.

Ning Khumaira turned her head briefly towards Hasna and smiled. The hope of having a beautiful, sholih and unique determination like Hasna will soon be realized by God.

If all is accomplished, he will look after and love Hasna like his own daughter.

A few hours later they all arrived at the hospital. Hanifa's broken phone left the woman unaware of any plans at this price. That he will come the princess with the family who will preach it directly.

However, the hunch from Space worked.

"Is Hasna coming today?" ask Space to his daughter. Now Hanifa is cleaning the neck and face of this man with a washcloth and warm water.

"Goddessa, Pa. Ning Khumaira would have brought him here if the child was perfectly healthy. Honey, Hanifa's phone is broken. Meanwhile, papa's phone was also destroyed," Hanifa replied.

"Yes, Papa doesn't want Hasna to get tired. The distance from this hospital to the pesantren is quite far. The journey takes about an hour by car. Let it be, Papa here is also fine," said Angkasa while holding his left chest.

"Papa why? Is anyone sick? Let Hanifa call the nurse?" that woman in all-covering clothes.

"No, Han. It's just that, Papa feels that there will be something big happening today" explained Angkasa with a look that is still full of question marks. Because the man suddenly smiled.

"What's so great, Pa? Please, don't make Hanifa afraid and worried" said Hanifa who actually felt paranoid. Because, the face of Space is so radiant.

"It's not a sad thing, Han. However, this seems to make us continue to smile broadly," explained Angkasa.

Space's answer just now made Hanifa even more wonder in her heart. Instantly he prayed in his heart that what the father expected would come true.

"Hopefully what Papa's premonition is a good thing for our family yes" Hanifa said expectantly.

Sure enough, his lips were not yet talking. The bedroom door on tap from outside Hanifa immediately put on her niqob.

Klekka.

"Grand ..,"

"Mother!"

The mother and son embraced. Until, Hasna's view shifted to the top of the hospital bed.

"Grandfather, Bun," said Hasna. Hanifa nodded to allow Hasna to approach Space.

"Grandfather!" call Hasna while scattering to embrace the body of Angkasa many wrapped in bandages.

"Grandfather why?" asked Hasna as she sobbed.

"Darling, don't fill Grandpa up. All is over, now Grandpa is fine God willing," replied Angkasa in a voice that also shook.

"Well, where is. Grandpa chief aja kayak mummi gini," said Hasna chimed in with a childlike cry.

The space who wanted to cry also laughed at Hasna's innocent speech.

"Basar naughty granddaughter. Grandpa's time said to look like a mummy," said Angkasa as if sulking.

"Fig. How are you today?" Suddenly, Kyai Faisal came forward with his two sons. Meanwhile, Ning Khumaira directly sat down with Hanifa and chatted there.

"All right, if I ask your daughter to be my daughter-in-law," whispered Ning Khumaira who had already appeared to be completely impatient.

"Afwan, what does Ning mean?" hanifa asked not understanding.

"Wait for later. Let the male side speak," Ning Khumaira added again making Hanifa even more clueless.

Is this possible what is meant by the matchmaking that the father agreed with Kyai Faisal? thought.

"Thank God, I'm doing better, Fai. Syukron, for visiting and also bringing my grandchildren. You are my brother" said Angkasa sincerely thanking him.

"Say the child today, santuy aja bro," kelakar Kyai Faisal, who made everyone in the room laugh crisply.

Kyai Faisal even scratched his bumbling mustache. What's wrong with his words? Why are they all laughing? thought.

"You're this. Ulama but sometimes there is no wibawanya," chirped Angkasa.

Now, it was Kyai Faisal who laughed.

Yeah, laugh at himself.

After the owner of the Darussalam boarding school finished laughing. This man in his sixties also began to put on a serious facial mimic.

"What's up, Fai?" Space can immediately read the changes of the look of his best friend's face. His heart suddenly thumped.

Likewise, with Hasna.

Because, the girl knows what Kyai Faisal Basri will discuss.

"I came here. Where to bring my wife and my two sons. In addition to visiting you, I also want to convey something. This ... regarding the future of my son, Gus Amar and your grandson, Hasna," explains Kyai Faisal straight to the point.

Hasna tried to hold on to the side of the hospital bed made of iron. In fact, Hanifa who heard Kyai Faisal's words immediately got up from the sofa and approached her daughter. His two eyes that looked only in line were circling towards Gus Amar and Kyai Faisal.

"Tell me, my brother. May God be pleased with whatever you want to say, this" said Angkasa.

"Me and my wife-" Kyai Faisal immediately embraced Ning Khumaira to his side. "I mean, preach Hasna Albani Yazid to my son, Amar Al Buchori," Kyai Faisal said firmly and straightforwardly.

Seen, Gus Amar held his breath. And so is Hasna. The two accidentally exchanged lyrics.

Meanwhile, Moses is seen exhaling slowly with slightly bulging cheeks.

There was a little taste that he did not understand. Because, the man immediately said Istighfar. So that the devil is no longer able to whisper words that will disrupt his mood.

"What! So your son, Gus Amar is-?"

"Yes, Ang. My son Amar and your grandson Hasna, they want each other. We, as parents, are not better off following what they say. Because, they are the ones who will undergo the household hick later," cut Kyai Faisal, who has understood what Angkasa wants to ask.

"Ah, yes I understand. Indeed, man may plan but once again God will decide the end.

"alright. I have good intentions from you and your son Amar. Now, the time has come for me to ask how my granddaughter responded to this request of yours," Angkasa said.

The brown-shaded eyes of this man then turned to the figure of Hasna looking down at his side.

"Hasna darling. You heard it. That Kyai Faisal's family wants you to be made the wife of his son Amar. Grandpa sure, you must have known him, right?"

Hearing the grandfather's question, Hasna raised her head. Her beautiful eyes stared intensely at the man who had loved her with all his soul. Space has been trying to replace the role of the father for him and his brother.

"Now, Grandfather wants to ask, will Hasna accept it or not? Or, did Hasna need some time to think about all this? Just say it, do not hesitate," said Angkasa again.

Hasna now turned her gaze to Gus Amar, then to Gus Moses. This girl did not expect that the man she threatened last night would meet her challenge. Hasna now, turned to look at the mother. Hanifa, smiled and gently rubbed Hasna's finger inside her grasp.

"Hasna .. inshaallah, receive this sermon, Kek," Hasna said firmly.

"Alhamdulillah!" A simultaneous thanksgiving from everyone in the room.

"Good job, Moses. One mission is done. Just a mission to find a soul mate. Yesterday you lost to you, "the mind of Moses.

Meanwhile, at the international airport of the country.

"Alhamdulillah O Allah. Aira also reached the country. Why is there no active phone number. Either Grandpa or Mother. Hasna is also. In fact, his medsos have been inactive for a month. Hopefully, the Aira family is fine, O Allah," muttered the girl from one of the largest Islamic universities in Yemen, saying a prayer.

"Am I going straight to the house? Or, I'll call Gus Moses first. Ih, you're nothing, Aira!" the girl's monologue spoke alone in front of the airport lobby.

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