Cajaroh

The Treaty of Fatimah and Arum

The end of the last episode

" 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.

" Later in the afternoon, someone will come to help security. I hope everyone stays calm, we do our usual activities but stay at home and stay alert" I said.

" What time do mujahadah usually work ?" ask Isti.

" Out of Maghrib worship directly, if the same Friday night is finished Isya. With my special alum." I replied.

For a moment all was silent, then Fatimah opened the conversation.

" Work for gih, we eat and rest for a while waiting for maghrib prayer wajtu !" whispered Fatimah.."

" You tell Amir or Heri to say." I replied in a whisper.

Then Fatimah went to Amir to buy food, to entertain guests.

A while we waited, finally Amir came to bring a typical Jogja gudeg meal menu.

After eating we let Isti and her mother rest in the room. I also went to the room with Fatimah. After, show Khotimah room.

In the room I immediately lay down relieving fatigue.

" What's really going on, I think it's very serious" asked Fatimah My wife.

" Yes to be honest, it is serious. Because this case can spread to larger cases. But do not worry too much, because the level of security is very tight and professional. "I replied.

"Keep the task Fatimah what is expected to help mas Yasin ?" ask Fatimah.

" First so that the security of Isti and his mother can visit this house. If there is no you my wife will be slander later !" my answer.

" Other than that what else is mas ?" ask Fatimah.

" Yes to be expected, you and Isti can help prayer from home. Because maybe, you will be out of the house a lot too. To handle a mystical case !" my spoken.

" Mystical case as it was already yesterday ?" Fatimah.

"Yes, there's an indication this case is an interrelated link. Of murder, prostitution and drug trafficking." I replied.

I think it's time Fatimah knew all the problems. So I told you everything he didn't know.

Including, an incident that almost threatened the safety of my soul.

Fatimah listened seriously while occasionally shedding tears.

" Why have you never said before that you're having something so serious ?" ask Fatimah.

" I'm sorry, I don't want you to be sad and worried. Because you're just pregnant, afraid to disturb your mind." I replied.

" O yes, Fatimah wants to ask about the past you answered honestly yes ?" fatimah.

" Why do you always ask the past ? We do not live for the past, but we live for the present and for the future !" I'm avoiding questions I might find hard to answer later.

" Yes Fatimah knows, but as a wife you need to know her husband's basik, his likes, even the lack of mas. Let it fill each other up, and Fatimah doesn't have the fuss of finding your fault !" fatimah.

" Yes, but I don't want to remember the past. Even trying to bury it, open a new sheet and fill it with a new page !" my answer.

Fatimah pensively for a moment.

" One thing only, Fatimah was very curious !" fatimah.

" What is it about ?" my many.

" Fatimah felt, mas is a good person but why was it that you could fall into such a dark life ?" ask Wife.

" Aah the story is long, later aja mas dantuk nih. Just keep you in the vehicle so you don't fall. There's two lives now on you "" I said, switching the conversation.

" Aah mas that, ngeles keep going !" sulk Fatimah.

" No, I promise a story, but not now. We have a lot to do later. Bobok was yuk !" I said while hugging my wife so I could rest for a while.

I was already sleepy soon to fall asleep. Besides feeling relieved, Fatimah was no longer angry no longer changed. I could still feel her caress in my head, as well as a kiss on my cheek just before falling asleep.

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" Wake up at five o'clock in the afternoon, start praying first !" Fatimah woke me up.

" Yes say, ready coffee yes, I want to coffee later while waiting for a friend of Mr. Yadi's friend." I said.

" Yaudah take a bath first, keep praying. Later Fatimah siain his coffee." replied Fatimah.

I immediately took a shower and prayed Asar. After the prayer, I found the guest room. I see it's all gathered there.

" I'm sorry ma'am, if the place is not comfortable !" I said to Isti's mother.

" It's comfortable, son, I'm sorry to be pregnant !" said Isti's mother.

" Not really mom, I'm glad I have a mom here. For a long time I have been left by my mother, my father" I replied.

" Yes ma'am, Fatimah's husband was orphaned when he married Fatimah." continued my wife.

" Oh yes son, thank you if you do not feel bothered" said his mother Isti.

" Not at all mom !" my spoken.

We had a small talk just friendly. Seen Khotimah was quickly familiar with Isti.

" Owh so Khotimah is the son of his father's younger brother Fatimah ?" ask Isti to Khotimah.

" Yes Isti, but both of Khotimah's parents have also died a long time ago. So yesterday stayed with Yuyut and uncle Khotimah. Before joining bude and pak de his parents mbak Fatimah !" answer khotimah.

While Isti and Khotimah were chatting, I saw that Isti's mother was also chatting with Fatimah My wife.

His mother Isti gave a lot of advice to Fatimah, throughout the pregnancy.

" So if in jogja, there is no culture of ngapati (ceremony during pregnancy at 4 months of age) commonly done culture mitoni (ceremony at seven months of pregnancy from the word Pitu \= Seven so Mitoni ) that was only the first pregnancy. But if Fatimah wants no event ngapati also not papa. The original culture of your region also needs to be run. "said his mother Isti.

" Yes ma'am, sorry ma'am I don't dare to talk Java, can't answer hakus shit !" exciting Fatimah.

I'm just a listener, no interlocutor. I then took my coffee to the mujahadah room, there coffee while smoking a cigarette. In the guest room is not good there is his mother Isti.

It turns out that message from Arum, duh what else is this ? I went awry, mending Fatimah who opened and answered rather than misunderstanding.

I called Fatimah.

"Fatimah come here for a second ! I'm sorry, ma'am, you interrupted her for a while" I said to Isti's mother.

" Yes, don't papa, want Fatimah to her husband first there !" said Isti's mother.

" Mother, I'm sorry Fatimah stayed for a while" replied Fatimah.

Fatimah then followed me to the mujahadah room.

"What's wrong ?" ask Fatimah.

" I'm sorry before, but I want to prove your point. This is a chat from Arum, you open it and reply yes ! It's up to you to answer what "i said.

" It can be !" replied Fatimah.

Then Fatimah opened a chat from Arum.

" Assalaamu 'alaikum mas

Have you picked up your wife ?

I'm sorry it's Sidiq who wants to talk, if it doesn't bother you."

Chat from Arum.

Then Fatimah asked me.

" May not I tell mas, I vc him but the mas who started later Fatimah to talk ?" ask Fatimah.

" It's up to Fatimah !" my answer.

" When it's a mas that starts to fall, say that Fatimah your wife wants to talk well." cried Fatimah.

" Are you sure you want to speak well, won't be emotional ?" many doubt.

" Yes Fatimah sure mas, I've been thinking about cooking !" answer Fatumah steady.

Then I'm VC Arum.

" Assalaamu 'alaikum mas !

Already at home ?" ask Arum in the phone. Fatimah was a little bit away from me.

" Wa 'alaikummussalaam Arum.

How's Sidiq doing ?" I went to Arum. Sidiq arrived.

" Dad, where's the mother ?" ask Sidiq. Because I have a loudspeaker I'm sure Fatimah heard my talk.

" Yes, dear Sidiq, I want to talk to Mama Sidiq first. It will be connected again !" I told Sidiq.

Then Hp was again held by Arum.

" Why ? Sidiq wanted to talk earlier." said Arum.

" Look Arum, you don't be surprised. This is a message from my wife, she wants to talk nice to you okay ?" I said.

I saw from the screen Hp Arum seemed to turn shocked looking at his face.

" Seriously mas ? Arum doesn't mind !" reply Arum.

Hp I gave my wife.

" Assalaamu 'alaikum mbak Arum.

Introduce me Fatimah Mas Yasin's wife." said Fatimah opened the conversation.

"Wa 'alaikummussalam mbak Fatimah. Also introduce, I am Sekar Arum Sidiq's biological mother." replied Arum.

" Yes, Arum, Fatimah knows. Yasin has told me a lot about Kaliyan. Fatimah knew it was Kaliyan's past. One thing Fatimah would ask Arum if she could !" fatimah.

I just kept quiet and hoped their conversation would remain flat. Let no one use high intonation and noisiness.

" Please say mbak, easily hopefully Arum can meet the demand of Fatimah" said Arum.

" Call Fatimah only, do not think it is better.

" Well, what does Fatimah demand ?" ask Arum to Fatimah.

" This is how mbak, mas Yasin has a story of Kaliyan's past. And Fatimah understood that as the past. And about Sidiq, Fatimah wants to take care of Sidiq, to always be close to her father. And Fatimah will take care of him like Fatimah's own son. That's all my request !" fatimah's explanation was long.

" Arum doesn't mind, but if Arum is allowed to visit Sidiq. There is a plan Sidiq wants me to put in the pesantren. Please teach him religion, let him be a good boy." said Arum, sobbing.

" Arum's mom is here now, we're talking face-to-face.

I share my lok mbak !" fatimah said to dissolve in haru.

" May mbak ! Arum is ready to go. Sidiq come to Daddy's house now." Arum's voice was clear.

Fatimah closes her phone with her eyes.

" Well, Isya we will discuss the problem of Sidiq, between Yasin Fatimah and Arum. Let's solve this problem first, before we deal with another problem !" pinta Fatimah my wife.

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