Behind Aisha's Veil

Three Women

Andre looked at the entire room that had been prepared for him, there was only a small bed and a small cupboard inside, limped walking with his cane he approached the bathroom door to see the contents.

Alvian just followed him from behind, from his expression he knew if his brother looked a little disappointed to see the all-round simple facility there.

Andre then sat on the bed, with both hands he pressed against the mattress he was sitting on.

"How's it?" asked Alvian who was standing right in front of him.

"Lumayan," replied Andre trying to smile.

"I hope you'll stay here."

Andre was silent not answering.

Alvian sat down beside Andre.

"When a person decides to emigrate, there are four things he should do."

"First is sacrifice, every transition from one thing to another must leave something, just as you have to sacrifice leaving your luxury."

"second. Unmanaged. The only place to lean is God and not to rely on possessions, offices, and so on."

"Three is not to stop learning. People who emigrate never stop looking for knowledge. Instead, he was always thirsty and lacking in religious knowledge."

"The last one is humble. The disease of a newly emigrated person is arrogant. Feel better than anyone else."

Andre is listening to Alvian.

"And the most you should remember is that there is no migration without testing. Prepare yourself and mentally."

"Deedies?" andre asked, looking at Alvian.

Alvian nodded.

"The hijrah is nothing easy, the test to see the earnestness of our hijrah must be there. But if we are tested by God and then be patient and insist on Him that after difficulties there will be ease, then we will find wisdom behind it.".

Andre seemed to understand with a nod of his head.

***

Alvian and Aisha decide to stay one night at the cottage because Aisha wants to see her sister's future husband who happens to be coming tomorrow with his family.

Tonight, after praying Isya together, Aisha usually chat with Ummi and his sisters.

"After Siti's sister gets married later then in this house there will only be me and Lela's sister, if Lela's sister gets married too then this house will be even quieter again, it's just me and Ummi." Mary looks sad.

Ummi smiles.

"Then if you get married?" tanya Ummi saw her youngest child.

Maryam is shocked, as are Aisha and her three sisters, Zainab, Siti and Lela.

Mary hugged her mother.

"If you're married, Maryam wants to stay here with Ummi, Maryam doesn't want to leave Ummi alone" he said, holding back tears.

Ummi stroked her daughter's back.

"The obedience of a wife to her husband is equal to the jihad of men. After marriage, the parents have no rights to their daughter, because the husband is more entitled to her."

"But Ummi, if we all go who will accompany Ummi in a house this big?"

"Silver. There are still brothers here, Kak Ahmad, Ali and Ridwan are also still in this Pesantren neighborhood, we will all of course always accompany Ummi according to the will of the late Abah." Zainab.

"Yes. I'm sure that all of our older brothers will not leave Ummi alone and lonely" Siti said.

"Ummi is not afraid of being alone or lonely, because we will die, be buried and slaughtered alone" Ummi said, seeing all his children.

"Ummi, why talk like that?" Lela hugged Ummi sadly.

Aisha who had been silent, looked closely at her mother's face.

"What Ummi said was reality, one day Ummi will definitely leave you all behind following your Abah," Ummi said again as he patted Lela on the back.

Lela held back her cries. Likewise with his other siblings, not least with Aisha.

"Ummi's right. Life if it does not leave will surely be abandoned."

"We cannot choose between the two, but age is not a guarantee that the old will go first, who knows the young who will leave" said Aisha again while hugging Ummi.

Everyone was silent at Aisha's words.

***

Next day.

Siti daydreams while looking at the screen of her dead phone, so she does not realize that Aisha has been sitting in front of her.

"What do you think?"

Siti was shocked, she immediately smiled looking at her sister.

"Nothing."

"Sister candidates are coming soon, are you ready?"

Siti nodded.

Siti nodded back.

"Sister, this is your first meeting, after this you will bertaaruf, you will try to get to know each other, after that if you feel that brother does not fit with him, be honest with Ummi and Kak Ahmad, tell them because they won't force."

"Yes dik. I knew that Ummi and Kak Ahmad chose a husband for my brother, but they still left the final decision to my brother. They won't force you if you don't feel right."

Aisha nodded.

Suddenly they were startled by a few boisterous santriwati and crowded in front of the gate visible from the bedroom window.

Aisha and Siti immediately walked out to see what was really going on.

They stood in front of the house, where Lela was also Ummi who was also curious was there.

Aisha who was very curious tried to take a closer look, walking towards the gate followed by Siti and Lela. Seeing the three all santriawati instantly disbanded.

Aisha then saw what really made a scene, just right because in front of her there are now three women who dress sexy are asking the three santriwati.

Siti and Lela looked away embarrassed at the three women in front of her dressed so sexy, all three wearing miniskirts and tight-fitting clothes that clearly showed cleavage.

"You sure you've never seen this guy?" asked one of the women a little annoyed at the three santriwati he asked while showing the screen of his cellphone.

The three santriwati shook their heads.

"It has. Go there!" said one more woman very upset.

The three santriwati immediately left.

Aisha approached them closer.

"Can I help you?"

The three women looked at Aisha and her two older sisters with laughter. The three seem to laugh at Aisha and her two veiled sisters

"Yes. We're looking for this guy." One of them showed me his phone screen.

Aisha smiled looking at the figure of the man they were looking for. Andre's.

Meanwhile, in the santriawan area that was not too far away, Andre seemed to peek in fear through the window of his room, while Alvian who was beside him just smiled to see his wife meet the three women who were looking for Andre.

"They don't know who to deal with," murmured Alvian proudly, imagining that his wife would 'teach' the three women who were looking for Andre

Hearing that the frightened Andre immediately stood up to look at Alvian.

"Don't let your wife make them repent and go to this boarding school."

Back to Aisha.

"Yes, I know him."

The three women looked relieved.

"So it's true he's in this pesantren?"

Aisha nodded.

"Can I meet him?"

"I don't know," replied Aisha lightly.

"Don't know?"

"You can try calling her, right?"

"If he picks up our phone, there's no way we'll come here and ask everyone."

Aisha smile.

"Then he doesn't want to see you. Why are you forcing?"

The three women were immediately annoyed to hear Aisha's words.

"It's none of your business, now we just want to meet him."

"Sorry it's none of my business either." Aisha turned her body.

"Wait!" hold one of them while holding Aisha's arm.

Aisha turned her body back.

"I have to meet him, it's important."

"Sorry I can't help, if he doesn't pick up your phone, then he doesn't want to see you. Oh yea. You'd better get out of here, aren't you worried about being a santri spectacle?"

"Why do we have to worry?" ask one of them angrily.

"Is it because of our clothes? It's up to us to wear what."

"Not to be told, we want to go. Let's get out of here, Andre we don't have to look for any more, there's still a lot of rich men we can squeeze money out of."

Aisha smile.

"Go away. Oh yes, do not hesitate to do the motions. Hell still fits."