
"Ning tired?" Arafka asked that because she saw Meidina as silent as she was. From the look on the face of the ayu, Rafka can guess that Meidina's mind is wandering, whether to go where.
"Boten, Mom." Meidina looked at him and smiled gently.
"If you're tired, tell me." Arafka said that while gently rubbing the left chest.
"Express, Mas." Back Meidina replied courteously. It was seen that Arafka rubbed his left chest again while sighing softly.
"Why?" Meidina looked at the handsome face carefully. Even the worry is visible from there.
"It feels cold, Ning's here." Arafka again rubbed the same spot from her body part.
Deg.
Meidina was immediately stunned, her mind immediately slammed, and drifted to the Neting area (negative thingking)
At first glance, he had heard of the sitting wind, a term for people who get sudden heart attacks. It was just that glance that he heard, and there was no clearer and deeper explanation.
Seeing his Rafkanya mas complaining like that, his mind wandered unreasonably. Worried what's in the estimate is true. An approximation unsupported by accurate and precise science, which had cast him into a strong state of concern.
"Cold, you mean, Mom?" The girl asked with concern.
"It felt cool to hear your answer just now," Rafka replied with a smile.
"My answer ..." Meidina still failed to understand.
"Yes, the way you answered, catapulted me to a high place, and it was very cold."
Only now Meidina understood, if the polite speech she had recited to the husband made Rafka mas very feel so cool in the heart.
So, not because of the wind sitting down, Meidina.
The worry that had been lingering, the anxiety that was mixed with fear, nan had brought mixed thoughts, now left just like that, replaced with smiles and happiness that materialized.
Originally, Meidina was eager to give a small pinch to Rafka mas, the handsome young man could-can give her a sense of anxiety, after the said akad. But, a lot of words but that was present in him, which in the end he just decided to look down, while making a smile of course.
The next moment, both brides were asked to stand, because they would get congratulations from some relatives and family, as well as close friends who attended this sacred event.
"God."
"Subhanallah."
Zaskia, and Nabila also Davina scramble to hug Meidina who approached them, after having a small conversation with her nuclear family.
The enthusiastic attitude of her friends, made Meidina stare touched, and her pair of eyes look dewy because of that.
"No tears! Express your happiness with a smile and a laugh. It's a common expression to show happiness. In any case, let the angels not be confused to note how," said Davina. Which makes his friends gawk with new terms triggered by the sweet girl.
"Yes, Mother, angels are confused" Zaskia quickly attacked.
"Please take it, Ning." Davina answered.
"Thank you too, for being happy today, Ning Adin. Your happiness is the happiness of all of us" said Nabila, who agreed without the slightest refutation from all of them.
"Don't forget, pray for us too to follow soon," added Nabila again.
"I must pray for you."
"Even so, engaged later, but married first," grumbled Nabila with a smile. "I should, you know, I'm the one who got engaged first" he added again who immediately got a compact pat on his shoulder from all of them.
"Eat him quickly give the code to ustadz Widad, or I help," suggested Davina.
"Not, thank you. Just think about how you code Ra Fattan" said Nabila.
"For us, the date has been set" said Davina, and she seemed to be slipping away, for after that talk, her palms were immediately raised to cover her own mouth.
"Come, when?!" Soon his three friends attacked the sweet girl with questions.
The four girls continued to joke, in quotes, while maintaining decency, because this place is the residence of the kyai family, where polite courtesy is very applied to a santri.
Until then.
"Have, Ning?" There was the sound of Mas Rafka, followed by the presence of the handsome figure, although in a distance that is not so close.
"Sorry, Mas." Meidina quickly stood up from her seat, ready to take all orders.
"Do you want to pray Ashar together?" Arafka. Indeed, from the Alhasyimi highway mosque was reverberating adzan ashar.
"Engghi, ngireng," Meidina replied.
(Yes, come)
"Do you want to pray with all of our friends?" Rafka made another offer.
And answer Meidina. "Gireng ajunan, Mas."
(I follow you, Mas) means whatever your decision is, I obey.
Rafka was seen looking gently at his wife's father.
"Mas, may I propose." Zaskia slightly raised her index finger.
"Can." Sahut Rafka is short.
"Mas Rafka, pray together with Ning Adin, the first congregational prayer for married couples is very afdhol. Sorry, Mom, didn't mean to patronize." Zaskia was immediately bowed.
Rafka certainly did not not know it, he deliberately made such an offer to Meidina because he did not want to disturb the preoccupation of his wife along with his friends.
In the end, the newlywed couple chose to pray alone in the room.
Then what, after establishing the Ashar prayer together?