
After the dinner, everyone had a casual chat while enjoying a small meal served by the khadimat in this house. As Ken said, his brothers are quite friendly, only one person I think is annoying enough, is Rafi.
"Where did Rara meet Ken?" Gina came up to me with Rafi. I suspect they're close enough because they're always together.
"In the office." I replied, still very uncomfortable because our clothes are the same.
"Oh, you're Ken's employee?" ask Rafi.
"Yes" I said, hoping Ken would come by so I wouldn't have to talk to them.
"Worthy." answered Rafi.
"Hehehe, you don't suspect Fi." said Gina. I immediately frowned, trying to understand what they were saying. "See, I'll get you a drink first." Gina passed towards the table where food and drink were.
"You know who Gina is, Ra?" ask Rafi.
"Neighbor Ken in Australia." I replied.
"Have you told me a lot?"
"Lumayan."
"Know also dong that Gina was Ken's ex-girlfriend."
"Huh, oh yeah."
"Rara, Rafi. What are you guys doing here?" ken asked, he approached us. "You don't forget Fi, if Rara is my wife, she's not your mahram, so don't get close like this, let alone together. It's there, go!" Ken drives Rafi away until the man moves away.
"Ken, Gina's your ex-boyfriend, huh?" I asked Ken, hoping he'd argue.
"Yes." Yeah." Ken answered briefly.
"Don't you tell me from the beginning?"
"Love the monkey, Ra. The relationship was not long either. It's a disgrace, Ra. Time must be revealed. What is important, for you who have become part of my life now and God willing for my future as well. Must be talking about Rafi, right? Like I said to him, you also have to keep your distance, even though he is my brother, but we do not fit him much. It's possible he could hurt you either with his attitude or his words."
"Ken, I feel ashamed."
"Then why?"
"See what he's wearing? Why is it the same as this?" I gestured for Ken to see Gina's appearance and the clothes I was wearing.
"Here is Ra, do not think mending us up. I'm waiting for you."
"Why?"
"Either. Mom just told me to take you to mom's room." Ken took my hand tightly, passing by his brothers who were gathering.
"Dih mas Ken, in the house using the show of the gang." one of his brothers tagged us.
"Cie, the newlyweds are very friendly." added his older brother Ken.
"Yes dong. It must be, but God willing not when it was just Ra, but forever." Ken pulled my week back. The one behind him can only follow.
"Come here." call me, while I take Ken to his study next to the bedroom.
I sat down next to Ken's mother. He threw a smile at me so blinding this awkward feeling slowly lost because it was comfortable with the attitude of the mother who was so warm.
"How, after three days of being Ken's wife. Are you surprised or confused by his attitude?" ask mom, start the conversation.
"Everything's fine, ma'am" I replied, expressing what I honestly felt I was comfortable being by Ken's side.
"In the household, there will be ups and downs. The name of the test is Pastu. Whether it's a big rock trying to drop, or sometimes a small pebble. Whatever it is, as long as Rara and Ken's son can do it, God willing, everything will be fine."
"Yes, Mom."
"Maybe at this time, which you see from the new pair of good things only, later there may be bad things. If we can accept its advantages, learning also accepts its shortcomings. Mother always pray that you can complement each other so that it becomes a family that is very happy and warahmah."
"Aamiin's."
"Before getting to know Rara, Ken had a past. But, the mother as the one who gave birth to Ken knew very well that Ken had closed all the sheets in the past. So later, if there are discordant voices that try to shake the trust of Rara son to Ken, do not just believe it. Like, if indeed the two people love each other, whatever happens will definitely try to maintain, not just one person who fights. Aye, right?"
"Yes, Mom." Whether right or wrong, I feel that my mother wants to encourage and affirm that the women in Ken's past are no longer in Ken's heart. What do you mean by Gina? I was actually eager to ask a lot about the beautiful-looking girl, but I was afraid of mispronouncing, let alone our relationship was not too familiar.
"Ken also once told his mother about the anxiety of Rara son, about beauty. Son, mom knows best how typical a girl Ken likes. He always saw from his intelligence and heart. If anyone can be close to Ken but the woman is not kind or not very intelligent, it is only because of the mask and the role he carries. But gradually, it will be revealed as well. Time will answer everything.
Nak Rara need not worry, son Rara is very beautiful with a heart that is also beautiful. So must always be confident, do not be inferior let alone discouraged. Do not also force yourself to look beautiful in front of Ken, he least likes women who are too excessive.
Most importantly, Rara knows, mom and dad always support Rara in your marriage. Since Ken told me about Nak Rara for the first time, I have fallen in love because I know very well, Ken never just judged people, it is not easy to fall in love. Nak Rara is the first woman Ken tells his mother, meaning Rara's son is very special in his heart.
Mom and dad, just know that our only daughter-in-law is son Rara. There's nothing else. Understand, right?"
"Yes, Rara understands Mom."
Mom patted me gently on the shoulder, then picked up the box beside her. A gold-colored box, of medium size, was given to me.
"Take it. This is a sign that Rara's son has been accepted into this family, from now on you are part of this family." mom handed me the box.
Slowly I open it. The glow in it made me flabbergasted. It is jewelry. Not just gold, but dominated by diamonds.
"Mother, this ...."
"It's a wedding gift from mom and dad for you son."
"But it must be expensive."
"Not more expensive than getting a new daughter who's praying."
"Oh, God, ma'am."
It feels really lucky. After a long trial, now God has given me a good husband, handsome and rich. And a new family that loves you so much.
A truly sincere father and mother-in-law. Though previously had feared that it would not be accepted because our social status is different.
Thank God, thank you for everything.