Another Dream Man

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the car was carried by Ustadz Ahmad and Dila to the foundation, and when both got off the car.

all the residents of the cottage welcomed the two, even they draped flowers.

"what is this, when we have not just returned from the battlefield loh," said Ustadz Ahmad who felt everything was a little excessive.

"the foot only welcomes the newlyweds, and congratulations all the files and marriage books are finished, now you are official and legal as a married couple," said Ustadz Yusuf embraced Ustadz Ahmad.

as well as the others congratulating, Anis also did the same to Dila.

Dila kissed umi Chasanah's hand and hugged her, "well now take them in, because you must be tired,"

"thank you, umi" said Dila, who was still holding the princess.

now he was escorted by Umi Chasanah to the house owned by ustadz Ahmad, it turns out that the house is so simple.

Dila entered and still saw so many memories of Khadija, but she was transfixed by a portrait on the wall.

ustadz Ahmad came with a big bag into the room, "what is the deck?"

"he's this?" tanya Dila pointed to a photo of Khadijah.

"my first wife, Fatin's mother, was Khadijah Muawanah" replied Ustadz Ahmad.

Dila also remembered the woman who had met the woman in her dreams.

"ah sorry, let me keep a photo of Khadija, because I have not released it, now this room is ours" said Ustadz Ahmad.

Dila put Fatin to sleep in her room which could be penetrated into the side room.

after Fatin fell asleep, and Ustadz Ahmad kept a photo of Khadijah in Fatin's room.

both of them returned to the room, and sitting together in bed, Dila was confused because she felt strange because of the tense atmosphere.

ustadz Ahmad released the veil belonging to Dila, ustadz Ahmad with trembling look at the beautiful face of his wife.

while Dila was still down because she felt awkward, Ustadz Ahmad raised Dila's face.

"please look at me on deck" said Ustadz Ahmad.

dila slowly raised her face, Ustadz Ahmad smiled, and then she looked down in embarrassment.

"please don't be like this mas .." lirih Dila was embarrassed.

ustadz Ahmad again put his wife's veil, and smiled at his new wife.

"forgive me, now let's eat first, because I'm hungry" asked ustadz Ahmad.

"what would you eat? let me make it" asked Dila who wanted to serve her husband

"make fried noodles just deck, so it's easy but not instant noodles yes," said Ustadz Ahmad.

"of course, I understand and please take care of Fatin yes, because he will usually wake up because of thirst" said Dila.

"well deck" replied Ustadz Ahmad.

Alexa felt so disappointed in the mother who did not come to visit him in the foundation.

it's been almost ten days from his request, but without Alexa knowing.

salwa's mother came with a private driver to visit the foundation, especially she also only got word if Ustadz Ahmad was also newly married and congratulated.

"Hendra, if for a wedding gift it is better to buy what?" ask Salwa's mother.

"it's better to buy things for the kitchen or in the mistress' room, it's more useful mistress" Hendra replied to his new boss.

"but the lady is very busy, let me help you explain to the young lady" replied Hendra.

they also bought some bed linens and bedcovers, not only that there was also jewelry as well.

after that they also buy favorite food from Alexa and also basic food for the residents of the foundation.

they went to the foundation, and were immediately welcomed by Umi Chasanah and Alexa.

although initially the hadith was ogah-ogahan, but because there was Hendra he so willing to welcome his mother along with Fafa.

"mama.." said Alexa who immediately hugged Salwa's mother.

"oh mother's daughter is getting more beautiful, sorry, new mother can come because of the busyness of mother yes," said Salwa's mother.

"yes ma'am, hello Hendra, it's getting better" Alexa said.

"yes, thank you, miss" replied Hendra.

they also headed to the pendopo area to talk, while Hendra helped bring some items to the foundation kitchen.

in the afternoon Dila walked with Fatin to teach najai.

likewise with ustadz Ahmad who directly fulfill his responsibilities.

however, they should not be too relaxed, after taking too long off.

Hendra chose to listen to the lecture given by ustadz Ahmad at the mosque of the foundation.

Dila taught teaching children, even she distributed food gifts to anyone who could answer the questions given.

"today mbut end up here yes, tomorrow do not forget the task must memorize the letter An-Nas, understand Everything?"

"ready Ms. ustadzah.." answered all in unison.

finally Dila finished, and seeing Fatin still playing in her seat, "now let's eat first yuk Fatin, I'll make food for this beautiful girl," said Dila riding Fatin.

the santri greeted Dila who was walking while carrying a special chair belonging to her daughter.

it happened that Dila passed by in the pendopo area and the Uni Chasanah called her, "Dila walnut boy,"

"iya umi," replied Dila who gave Fatin's seat to an administrator to be taken to the house of Ustadz Ahmad.

"assalamualaikum umi, what's wrong?" ask Dila gently.

"introduce Salwa's mother, Alexa's parents, and Salwa's mother introduce ustadz Ahmad's wife, Dila," said Chasanah Umi introduced each other.

"well, beautiful yes, and son Fatin is sticky with mom, he said, surely son Dila is very lucky yes," said Salwa's mother.

"yes ma'am, I am lucky to have a husband who can accept all my past," replied Dila smiling behind her veil.

"oh yes, if Dila wants to develop a school or the development of MSMEs here, I can help because I also belong to the ranks of donors," said Salwa's mother wanted to boast.

"Thank God if you want to help, but as long as I can I will fund myself Mom, then excuse me because my daughter is time for lunch, excuse me," said Dila politely.

Ms. Salwa was offended by Dila's remark, "what is the wealth of her family to speak so arrogantly?"

"oh Bu Salwa do not sulk so dong, Dila is indeed a permanent donor of this foundation, and his family is only farmers, " replied Umi Chasanah

"fixed donor? not a permanent donor from the family Andri Gunawan yes," asked Bu Salwa.

"Dila was the wife who lived dead by Andri, and became a regular donor here even helped teach and take care of Fatin, and now she is the wife of the owner of the foundation Bu, so it is not wrong when he said he would use his money for the development of MSMEs and foundations as well" explained Umi Chasanah.