Cajaroh

The Reunion of Fatimah and Isti

The final episode of the previous.

" Mas can Fat, let Isti help talk to Arum. All in order to decetin Arum with his brother Isti." said mas Yasin

" Really ?" I asked Yasin.

" Yes, I promise, you want to apologize for it. Are you ready to take care of Sidiq. I am so grateful to you !" say mas Yasin while crying.

Then hugged me and cried haru in my arms.

After the incident we immediately prepared to leave for Jogja.

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...(.( The fatimah pov end )...

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...Yasin Pov's...

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After first saying goodbye to my two in-laws, I, Fatimah and Khotimah immediately went to Jogja.

On the way, I was more silent. Fatimah My wife who looks tired, also because she is two-bodied. I let him sleep with a bag of clothes on my lap. While Khotimah on the bench next door also seemed to fall asleep while sitting.

As I stared at my wife's face, I stroked her head covered in hijab. My wife looked graceful, with a hijab that was always worn. My mother's face, really very tightly stuck in my heart. "Fatimah, if you don't forgive me I don't know what I've been fighting for all this time.

But I can't believe your heart is so sincere that you take care of my flesh and blood. You're a perfect wife to me, full of the mud of sin.

You really are the perfect gift to me from the most Perfect.

I couldn't hold my day until I didn't feel my tears coming down her cheeks.

" was I crying ?" ask Fatimah.

" Yes, but a happy cry because you want to forgive me !" I answered Fatimah.

" Yes yes Fatimah knows, as long as the promise is kept. Fatimah will never reveal the past again." replied Fatimah.

" You are the perfect wife, my dear." I took my whisper to Fatimah.

Fatimah just smiled and fell asleep again, I also felt sleepy but I held back so that the tetab could take care of Fatimah. To be safe if you brake suddenly so as not to fall.

The speed of the bus is quite tight, making my sleepiness a little lost.

And it did not feel that it had entered the territory of Muntilan, just to arrive, I murmured.

Shortly after, we arrived at the terminal. Immediately call a taxi and head to the house directly on the slopes of Merapi. Through the lonely lane even though the road is paved. But the roadside filled with pondoh salak gardens that give the atmosphere of Asri mountains.

The air was bright, as bright as my heart that did not lose my beloved wife Fatimah.

My gratitude which I cannot describe with words. After facing a household storm. I was lucky to be paired with such a patient woman. I can only say thank you, because Allah has given me a wife who is Solihah.

The wife who is the jewel of the afterlife. How I'm not grateful, Fatimah whose parents are spoiled. Doesn't make him spoiled. Even at the beginning of our lives in the household.

There are many problems to be faced. Of financial, economic and social issues.

All that we faced together, without the slightest complaint from Fatimah.Until the beginning of opening a sales business at the kiosk, not yet the way. Buyers are still quiet, the business of selling plant seeds is also not yet gone. Not a single bit of Fatimah complained let alone demanded.

Long time I contemplate remembering the memory of the beginning of my marriage and the beginning of post-wedding. Know you know it's almost home. I woke up Fatimah my wife and her cousin Khotimah.

" Wake up baby, it's almost !" I said wake up Fatimah.

" It's close, Fatimah cape !" from the beginning of the sleep path.

" Well, wake up, Khotimah !" I said to Fatimah.

" Khot woke up !" fatimah.

" Hhooeemm has arrived at Fatim ?" ask Khotimah.

" Uda deket, the front house in blue it turns right there is a mosque house right in front of the mosque" explained Fatimah.

Finally we arrived home, and were greeted by Amir and Heri who immediately took over carrying all the luggage.

My wife, who is pregnant, has begun to look slowly I took her to enter the house.

"It's a relief to have arrived at this house !" fatimah.

"Is there anything we need to prepare ma'am ?" amir asked Fatimah.

" Yes, please make me drink all the nuts!" exciting Fatimah.

" Cold khotimah mbak !" khotimah.

" Emang here cold Khot, later to make warm ginger equal Amir !" replied Fatimah.

" Yes, yes !" replied Fatimah and immediately contacted Isti.

I left Fatimah who was Vc with Isti.

I asked Amir & Heri to clean two rooms for Isti and his mother and Khotimah.

And I took over the job of making that drink. I will spoil my wife today, let her be at ease by my side. The water is boiling, I brew tea for All plus hot Ginger for Potimah and bitter coffee for myself. Then I put it in the living room.

" This is what's in the sweet tea pot, warm Ginger Potimah right ?" ask me about Khotimah.

" What is it about Yasin who made it not just that Fatim told others ?" ask Khotimah.

" I asked them to clean the room for you and Isti. So my job is to take over." I said to Khotimah.

Fatimah spoke up.

" Well, did you make a drink ? ask Fatimah.

" Yes, Amir and Heri I asked to clean the room, make my wife and mother one more for the Khotimah later" I told Fatimah.

" O yes, Isti already told you. He and his mother were on their way to Yadi, he said ", Fatimah said.

" Oh, by chance, tonight we start fighting together. Let the atmosphere of our village be safe and the problems that exist are soon resolved !" I said to Fatimah.

Then we sipped a warm drink together. Followed by Amir and Heri to drink."

Shortly afterwards Isti and the others came.

"Asalaamu 'alaikum...!" greeting Isti.

" Aalaikummussalaam..O Allah Isti...!" yelling Fatimah immediately got up hugging Isti, with happy cries of both.

I prefer to guide Isti's mother to sit down to rest in the chair. I let the two friends embrace each other to take off the kangen.

" Monggo Pak Yadi, please duduj. what would you like to drink ?" tanyaku patapak Yadi's.

" Thank you sir, but I'll just go home. There is still another task, for the personnel we talk about first later in the afternoon comes sir !" said mr. Yadi.

" Oh so, well sir may all be as planned !" sahutku..

" Aamiin sir, if so please excuse me first. Assalaamu 'alaikum !" greetings Mr. Yadi.

" Aalaikummussalaam...!" sahutku.

Fatimah and Isti were still hugging each other crying.

" His cry, pity your mother Is as much as your sister Khotimah Fat !" myrag.

Make them both aware, if a lot of people there.

" Oh yes, this is your cousin Fat's sister, beautiful too !" said Isti sambik greeting Fatimah.

" Aah is normal, Isti !" answer Khotimah.

Then we chatted about the final incident. About the trial of Rofiq and the threat or terror carried out by the opposing party against Rofiq.

"So so mas, yesterday's trial was almost chaotic" Isti said.

Fatimah until tears heard Isti's story.

" How many personnel are making noise ?" my many.

" A lot of mas, almost half the number of followers of the congregation !" answer Isti.

" When you have to be really careful, don't go out first. Stay at home, if need anything say enough to find Amir/Heri !" my spoken.

Fatimah and the others looked tense, unable to say a word.

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