100 Days of Being a Widow

Section 91: Dinda : Out

Dinda turned her face. He could not look at Rita who hoped to get an answer from Dinda.

"Din, what are you even doing?!"

Dinda smiled wryly.

This must have something to do with his participation in the selection of Neng and Aa, the campus ambassadors that were being held. Dinda ran as one of the participants. There's a stop requirement there.

However, in his current Psychological situation, of course he will withdraw from the event. Considering he has also changed his appearance to be more shar'i.

"Rit, who's spreading the word?"

Rita fell silent. Trying to remember the person who told him.

"Look at me, Mayang. Child majoring management. You know him, right?"

Rita. Dinda certainly remembers who Mayang is. His name is not foreign. They have been involved in some cooperation..Mayang is a model. Last they met when shooting a new mobile phone. Dinda is a makeup artist. However, what is Mayang's motive for spreading Dinda's disgrace, and where is its source, Dinda still wonders in her heart.

Besides the family, of course only Pras and Haris know his past.

"Din...are you dumb?"

"OKAY. I'll be honest with you. It's been too".

Momentary pause. Dinda sighed. Arrange words.

"I've been married before. My status is a widow without letters. Because getting married under the hands of aka siri!".

Rita looks gawking at Dinda's explanation.

"Seriously?"

Dinda nodded lethargic .

"Is something wrong?"

Ask Dinda.

Rita shakes.

"Why is that, Din?"

Rita curious.

"That's my destiny. Like your destiny I can't ask".

Answer Dinda.

***

Dinda has not had time to find confirmation who is the mastermind of the uncovering of her own disgrace. Understandably Dinda is famous as a brand ambassador and owner of a cosmetics business. So, he is quite well known on campus and admired, because he became one of the youngpreneur boast in his campus, no wonder Dinda became an exciting conversation material for fireflies students, he said, aliases come and float, without achievements.

Dinda tried asking some colleagues at the college who were close to her. From the source mentioned, the same name appears as mentioned by Rita earlier, Mayang the child Prodi Management.

An angry and upset feeling took hold of Dinda. He felt like he had never bothered anyone else, why now would anyone dare to harass him by spreading his disgrace?!

Dinda find out the whereabouts of Mayang through her friends. However, Mayang turned out to have not been to campus for three days. Dinda who was furious with what Mayang did, also found out Mayang's mobile number through her study program friends. Dinda finally got Mayang's mobile number.

Several times Dinda tried to contact Mayang, but to no avail. Short messages via WhatsApp that he sent also did not get a reply.

"What revenge are you, Mayang?!"

Mumbled Dinda asked herself in her heart.

Dinda actually doesn't really know Mayang. Only a client who has ever used her makeup services. However, it seems that Mayang has known Dinda further.

Dinda decided to surf through social media. Seeing the side of Mayang's life in cyberspace.

Dinda opened Mayang's Instagram that was not in private. They had not followed each other before.

Dinda scrolls the pictures on her wall.

Deg ... Harris!

a year ago, Mayang was once close to Haris!

There is a photo of the two of them sitting enjoying the sunset on a beach. It is seen that the location of the beach is in Bali. Dinda was more curious, he continued to scroll the bottom of the Mayang photo collection. He is surprised because there is a photo of Weli, Haris' ex-wife.

Dinda started to relate what really happened?!

****

"Din, Mayang I see there is cafe Tren, you go there immediately!"

a message came into his phone. Billi, Mayang's professional partner who is also Dinda's business partner.

Dinda immediately drove to the location using her new car. Yes, after Haris's car was pulled leasing, Dinda bought a Mazda brand car with cash!

Half an hour later, Dinda arrived at the cafe. Billi is still there.

"Floor 2 on the right, Din!"

Billi gave the code.

Dinda climbed the stairs to the location in question.

"Daris!". Mumbled Dinda.

Right in front of his eyes, Haris and Mayang were enjoying time together. Dinda approached both of them.

"I need to talk to you, May!"

Said Dinda who replied Mayang by looking away.

"Sorry who? Don't know!"

Dinda is getting angry.

"If you don't know me. Don't make rumors on my behalf!"

Mayang. Approaching Dinda's face.

"What rumors are true?!"

ledek.

"It's none of your business with my past!"

Dinda began to heat up her heart.

"Oh..there are!"

Haris tried to break up both.

"You, Haris, can expose the disgrace of others who clearly have nothing to do with you!"

Jerky Dinda.

"certainly exists. You played with my feelings Dinda. It's only natural that I teach you a lesson. A woman like you just wants to cover up your virgin disgrace, right?!"

Plaque!!!

A slap for Haris. Did not accept, Haris also slapped back Dinda 1x. Welcomed the laughter of Mayang.

Billi immediately came pulling Dinda's arm. Pull it into his car.

"Din, you must take care of your emotions!"

Dinda quiet. Only a round of tears drenched the cheeks.

***

A few days after the incident, Dinda got word from Sonya, a model partner who works with Mayang.

Apparently, Mayang has long liked Haris. Even the cause of Haris' divorce with his wife was caused by Mayang. When Mayang learns that Haris is with Dinda, he begins to look for a way to bring Dinda down. Approaching Haris back and looking for Dinda's disgrace, in order to bring Dinda down.

Unexpectedly, Haris also hates Dinda. Hate because his pride feels trampled by Dinda. Refusal to have sex!

Haris uses Mayang as a gossip spreader on campus. The goal is none other than for Dinda's reputation to be bad and no one is willing to approach Dinda, a virgin who is only KTP status!

***

Tired of Dinda's heart. Although still in the land of Java, but in fact the practice of siri marriage is not common in other areas. He just realized that the practice of marriage series is widely done in East Java. So, when the story he brought to other areas, it sounded very awkward. It's like Siri's marriage is a disgrace. It is religiously legitimate.

Dinda certainly could not force people's perception of siri marriage. Because East Java with West Java is certainly different. In East Java siri marriage has been very understandable, while in West Java, many are mistaken to use this series marriage to marry people's husbands or cover the meried by accident case.

Dinda was annoyed by what she was living. He was also a lot of alone, alone. Went to take where this life is going.

***

Time to heal wounds. Maybe that's the best medicine to move on. Dinda focused on her hijra. The simplicity of life he left behind.

Dinda is still working, still on campus, but her activities are added by visiting the majlis ta'lim to study religion. Closer to the destiny-determinist. This is certainly better, than chasing a world that turns out to be just a mirage.

***

December is stained with rain. When Dinda just finished following a study. The rain is pouring heavily. Dinda took shelter in the mosque where he studied. Afternoon almost picked up the afternoon. The rain has not yet stopped. Someone offered her umbrella.

"Hanafi's Town..."

Mumbled. Ustad is famous for its melodious sound when reading the verses of the Qur'an. He is a speaker who is greatly admired by mothers because of his politeness in delivering proselytizing. He is also famous as a businessman who likes to give alms, not on social media, but famous around his home. It just so happens that their homes are not far apart. It's only 500 meters away.

"Just use my umbrella. The day has begun to evening. Unless you want to pray jama'ah magrib here".

Ustad Hanafi to Dinda.

"If I use this umbrella, how about you, ustadz?"

Ask Dinda.

Lukman was a student of Ustadz Hanafi. He was always wherever Ustadz Hanafi was.

After saying goodbye, Dinda then went home with an umbrella lent to ustadz Hanafi. I don't know why Dinda's heart was shaking. Ustadz Hanafi was bowed throughout his conversation, but Dinda could not let go of his gaze.

"Astaghfirullah... why am I so amazed at him?!"

Mumbled Dinda while laughing to herself.

Dinda could not stop thinking about Ustadz Hanafi. Even become a loyal stalker for social media the ustadz. Slowly Dinda began to find out the personal life of the ustadz.

"Yes. The widower is dead!"

Dinda's heart feels like a champion.

He began to look for moments in order to meet the dream ustadz. Not what women are chasing, for the sake of a dream husband.

***

The next morning, Dinda returned an umbrella belonging to Ustad Hanafi. All of you bring him a bowl of corn soup.

Dinda arrived at the house of the ustadz which is only 500 meters away. Very lucky the ustadz was in the yard, waiting for the princess who was preparing for school. Taking children to school is a routine activity for ustadz Hanafi. In fact, he had heard that Ustadz Hanafi did not hesitate to go down to the kitchen if his children were hungry, while his assistant was having other work.

"Assynoltk, ustadz..."

Sapa Dinda's. Ustadz Hanafi stared at Dinda..

"Guard, neng"

Then back down. Keep view.

"I want to return the tadz umbrella, all this corn soup that I had made, may ustadz be pleased".

"Oh yes, neng. Thanks".

Dinda's chest thumped as Ustadz Hanafi received an umbrella and a bushel filled with corn soup.

***

Since that morning. Dinda began to look for ways to get closer to ustadz Hanafi. In addition to regularly following the study of da'wah the Ustadz. Dinda also regularly channels his sodakoh through Amil which is managed by the foundation owned by Ustadz Hanafi. Even Dinda is often asked by ustadz to host events held live streaming on YouTube account managed by the Hanafi foundation, owned by Ustadz Hanafi.

Ustadz Hanafi began reading Dinda's behavior. Sometimes Dinda is caught stealing glances at her. Eyes cannot lie. The ustadz knew when Dinda wanted to be noticed, or even when Dinda was jealous.

Ustadz Hanafi began to keep his distance on Dinda. He does not want any zina of mind due to the closeness of two people who are not mahramnya.

Dinda's getting harder to meet the ustadz. He felt like there was a signal of rejection from the Ustadz.

Sayup-sayup Dinda heard that the Ustadz wanted to propose to someone to be a wife. The news was very much heard in the office of the Foundation and also the boarding school built by the ustadz.

News that ustadz Hanafi was about to remarry leaked from one of the courtiers who accidentally slipped while preparing a menu for invited guests for a proposal preparation event.

Dinda who later has been active as an administrator in the foundation ustadz Hanafi again had to swallow the bitter pill reality. He felt the world was never on his side.

...Has he not emigrated?...

...He has also changed the standard criteria of prospective husbands in order to guide in the world and in the hereafter?...

...But why should he remain disappointed?...

...Is he destined to be an angel of heaven, without a soul mate in the world?...

Dinda pondered with a worried mind. He wanted to withdraw from the ta'lim council.

"my intention is less straight. To the assembly ta'lim want to find a soul mate not seek knowledge".

He mumbled cursing himself.

***

That afternoon, after returning home from college, Dinda prepared to decorate for an engagement event at a resort. There is no timetable today. Preparation is 100 percent. Just waiting for the pickup car to come, this time he will ride the vehicle crew photography.

"Assynoltom..."

Greetings are heard.

"Goddessalam..."

Dinda then moved from her seat. He thought that what came was an invitation group. But it turns out it was Hana, a board of the Foundation ustadz Hanafi.

"Teh Dinda .. This I want to convey a message from ustadz, if tomorrow night he will visit home. Please prepare your tea.

Deg ..Dinda's feelings are erratic. What is it about ustadz Hanafi coming home.

"What is Ustadz Hanafi interested in my home?"

Tanya Dinda tried to find information on Hana. But Hana doesn't understand. He was just trying to guess.

"Maybe talk about the plan to build the Princess pesantren, tea .."

Hana Saying.

Dinda was worried about her meeting with ustadz Hanafi. He was absent from the Foundation for almost a week. Since the ustadz predicted to marry again.

It seems he does not want to meet again with the ustadz, since the issue spread. He is not ready to be disappointed.

***

After the makeup. Dinda threw herself on the front sofa. Suddenly Niken approached him.

"Din..besok ustadz Hanafi will be visiting, you know?"

Ask Niken who took a position in front of Dinda.

"Yes brother. But what do you want to say?"

Dinda asked her cousin.

"You haven't been to the Foundation in a long time. I'm gonna have to talk about that!"

Chirps Niken.

Dinda is getting riled up. He's getting unsettled.

Dinda decided to skip school the next day. He prepared several menus to welcome Ustadz Hanafi and his assistant. It is customary for East Java people to entertain guests with dishes ranging from snacks to heavy meals.

Dinda went down alone to the kitchen, helped Niken. The schedule of the day was both empty. So they can go down to the kitchen themselves.

***

Right at 19:00 Ustad Hanafi and his entourage came. 8 People came at that time. Dinda is getting confused. Why ustadz Hanafi's parents were present. Nyai Ageng and Abah Pandian. Dinda was not ready for her appearance. She appeared without make-up and dressed modestly.

Dinda's heart is getting worse. In fact, ustadz Hanafi came to ask for Dinda's willingness to be his life companion. Ustadz Hanafi wanted to propose to Dinda directly to her parents.

Dinda was restless with the thoughts raging in her mind. Niken who saw the anger of his cousin's sister took over as a representative of the family.

"Ustad. Please consider, that without intending to open disgrace and without intending to drop self-esteem. I want to convey that the status of my sister has ever had a series marriage. My sister has been widowed".

Niken explained in a heavy voice. Dinda felt a tightness in her chest. But again, this is a process that must still be lived.

Unsuspectedly. Before the Hanafi Ustadz family visited, the assistants of ustadz had already looked into Dinda's background. Starting from work, to the campus. The statement regarding the status of Dinda must have been obtained by them and conveyed to ustadz Hanafi.

If your destiny has come

Where will it run

Mate, windfall and death

It's something we can't choose before.

Ustadz Hanafi certainly had his own thoughts on why he chose Dinda as his life companion. Siri marriage is a legal marriage in terms of religion. There is no adultery in it. Legal as husband and wife.

***

The wedding ceremony was held in two places, both in Lumajang and Bandung.

Niken herself dressed Dinda. She is beautiful with a wrap of brukat embroidered into a wedding dress syar'i. A diamond ring as the wedding dowry.

***

Dinda was like Cinderella who had met her prince. He was treated very special by ustadz Hanafi. He was also welcomed by ustadz children who were toddlers.

The first night arrived. The bridal room is decorated with teak furniture. A king-size bed wrapped in white bone. Satin sheets show the impression of luxury.

After performing the prayer of Isya. Ustad Hanafi took something from the closet. Dinda who still looks stiff in front of her husband, can only wait on the edge of the bed.

"Dinda, try opening this.."

Ustadz Hanafi gave a box. Dinda then opened it. He was surprised because the contents of the box was a prayer beads that were lost when he prayed at the mosque owned by the pesantren. The tasbih is corroborating evidence that Dinda loved Ustadz Hanafi. Because behind the prayer beads, there is the name ustadz Hanafi written gently and beautifully. Ustadz Hanafi knew very well that the prayer beads belonged to Dinda. He often takes it to fill his free time before the live streaming event starts.

"I intend to return yes to you. But I'm afraid you're embarrassed, Karen there engraved my name and yours".

Ustadz Hanafi said softly. Dinda blushed in embarrassment. Eyes glazed. He did not think that God would guide him through his prayer beads.

"I myself carved your name ustadz. I don't know how to express my feelings to you. I wrote this when I couldn't really worship because I was thinking about you. Until I decided to write your name as a do'a. And God granted it".

Dinda explained with teary eyes. It was unexpected that usta6 would propose to her as a wife.

A kiss on the forehead begins their first night's story. Dinda feels the touch of a husband whose love is not a mere napsu. Several times she heard do'a from her husband's mouth. The man who is now his priest. To be clothes for him.

Dinda ....Done it.

Dear all thank you for following Dinda's story. God willing tomorrow there will be another story that is not less interesting about the journey of a woman in struggling to navigate the household heresy...

see you at the next part...

Tomorrow's story: Retaliation for the Actor