An Unassumed Marriage

An Unassumed Marriage
I can't remember



"Do you remember the same thing as Lukman?" Mr. Joni stared at his wife and daughters.


"Yes, Dad. Aisyah still remembers the same Om Lukman who was so good as us when we were kids, right?" Aisyah and her sister nodded.


"Yes, even he who has great merit in our lives!" the Mother's dream.


"Tomorrow the day after tomorrow, the son of Om Lukman was to be married and we were invited to go there. I hope you can also come and Aisyah invite your husband or at least ask permission so you can come there," said the father.


"God willing, Dad? Aisyah will come because after all we also feel how good om Lukman on us." Aisha nodded in agreement.


"Anisa's coming too? than at home! there you shut yourself up and you're moody!" take the Mother to Anisa.


"Yes Mother God willing Nisa is also coming!" nisa answered while staring blankly out through the window.


"So who wants to get married is Pramana?" tanyanya Aisha.


"Yes, Pramana His second son. Because Andre got married first last year! we were also invited. But at that time there was a problem, Dad was sick again so he could not come there," he replied Mr. Joni.


"Oh yes, Brother Aisyah still remember you Anisa, if Pram was often teasing you until you cry you cry .. still remember? when you were a kid." Aisha cried to Anisa.


Anisa shook her head and she didn't remember that because it was so long ago and when she was a child. "I don't remember, I also forgot which one was Pram? if brother Andre I still remember what his face looks like!"


"Yes too. Brother Aisyah also forgot that her face is now Pram Like what? if you are a child, remember after adulthood do not know!" aisyah.


"If according to Mother yes! Pram was more handsome than Andre and his skin was whiter. If it's not wrong, Pram is a businessman?" Farida looked at her husband.


"Yes right, businessman and he exiled pesantren, chose to be a businessman!" Typal Mr. Joni.


After a while chatting and finally the conversation ended with the arrival of the voice of the ashar adhan. Anisa goes into her room as well as Aisyah goes into a room she rarely stays in after she gets married and moves out.


"Assynogaal?" the voice of a man who said the same greeting to both 8 and 6 year olds is one boy and one girl whose boy is named Ferly and whose daughter is named Fika.


"Where are the mums? Aunt, Oma. You're where we come from!" the voices of the two children called out to Mother, Aunt and her Oma.


"Hi ... Mother here," greet Aisha who came out of her room after finishing the Ashar prayer.


"Waalaikumsalam, my goodness .. Oma's handsome and beautiful granddaughter has come to miss you, Oma miss you," greeted Mother Farida hugged her two grandchildren.


Aisha's husband Azis first grabbed the father-in-law's hand and kissed her "How are you? long time no see!"


"Good Azis, fine. How are you?" mr. Joni asked back.


"I, Alhamdulillah as you see healthy Walafiat!" Azis looked at his body that looked fresh and fit.


"Thank God. That's what we asked for, right? it's healthy!" continued Mr. Joni.


"You are more handsome and beautiful, Oma's grandchildren? healthy again. Oma miss you both!" Ibu Farida hugged both of them.


"Where is Aunt Anisa? we both miss the same, Aunt Anisa!" ask Ferly and Fika.


"Eh, your children haven't kissed my grandfather's hand and yet, you forgot you haven't kissed us?" said mr. Joni.


"Oh yeah forget, we haven't kissed Grandpa and Oma's hands yet." He replied Ferly as he grabbed the hand of the oma and kissed her then approached the grandfather and did the same thing and then followed by the sister Fika.


"Now you'll see in his room! auntie must miss you both!" the oma tells Ferly and Fika to meet Anisa in the room.


"Okay, Oma .. we're both going to meet aunty and we're missing .. absolutely aunty!" then the two of them walked towards Anisa's room which was on the top floor, running around each other.


"Assynnnya ... Aunt Anisa, we're both coming!" both of them stood in front of the door.


And not long after that the door opened! Anisa stood still using her mukena. Smiling at the arrival of his two nephews.


"Wow .. when did the two of you come? now you guys are getting fat, handsome and beautiful huh! make it gemes again!" Anisa knelt down in hugging the two.


"Yes dong we are jarring ..


feed the same Mother with Daddy!" reply Ferly.


"Yes, our aunt is being fed? that's why we grow up, the increasingly thin Aunt is not given to eat yes the same oma and grandfather!" chirps Fika while looking at Anisa intensely.


"Feeding dong .. no time, yes if the skinny aunt is not innate does not mean not fed dear." Anisa dream while pinching the cheeks of both.


"Say Mother, Aunt Anisa is not well. What pain does aunt Nisa have?" ask Fika to Anisa.


Anisa bengong for a moment. "Ec ... Aunt just doesn't feel well!"


"Oh kirain, Aunt Nisa is sick!" added Ferly.


Then they gathered in the family room. Enjoy fruit juice and cake.


At night, Azis and Ayesha were in the room and both of their hearts were asleep.


"Is that really the news?" ask the husband to Aisha.


"What news?" Aisha asked back.


"That's news about Anisa." Added the husband.


"Oh yes, it is true and the man who has taken away the sanctity of Anisa does not want to take responsibility. Huuh ... how sad his fate is!" Aisyah exhaled her breath that was so rough.


"That means the person is not a human being, so he has no sense of responsibility but ... Mas believe, if someday there will be a good mate for Anisa" said Aisyah's husband.


"They were no courtship, the man was his neighbor uncle. Dendi's friend." Add her Aisyah.


"Oh so they have no relationship at all?" ask the husband back.


"Nothing! just know the ordinary, Mom!" answer again the wife.


"Oh yeah, don't think too much. Just pray that Anisa can get the best man later!" please Azis.


"Aamiin O Allah. And I'm afraid Anisa can't handle all this, and she's desperate! that's what I'm afraid of!" Aisyah stared blankly towards the front ....


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