Dimadu Tak Semanis Honey

CHAPTER 3

When morning came, Father and Zidan were so happy with the gift of Bu Amira. I told you about the 1 million, but you gave up everything for me to arrange.

I thought I could fix a leaky roof.

"Teh Siti, punten.... Tea..."

I who have not finished my dzikir after the Ashar prayer was forced to stop, I opened the mukena and I replaced it with a jeblosan veil whose color had begun to fade. I opened the door, and I saw two little children Zidan's playmates at the door

"Yes naon called me?"

"Teh was sent Mr. Kades to his house?"

"Why did Oak Kades send Teteh there?"

"Don't know about Tea, we're just told to do it"

"Yes, we've been there"

I closed the door, and went in the footsteps of the boy, on the way I was a little nervous, I was afraid there was a problem until I was called by Mr. Kades.

Oho! I just remembered, Mr. Kades must have wanted to ask about the contents of yesterday's parcel. Yeah yeah, I think so" I felt a little calm.

"Geez! I should have brought a pack of biscuits for Kades's sake" My steps stopped intending to return home to pick up a pack of biscuits, but I resumed my steps toward Mr. Kades's house, later if Mr. Kades asks for it then I will go home and get the biscuits back.

"Pak Kades.. punten" said the two children together.

" Yes mango" Mr. Kades came out.

"Eh Siti, here let's go in" she swung hinting at me to enter her house.

"This is a wage for you" Mr. Kades gave each child a wage of 2 thousand rupiah. They laughed and ran away.

"Come sit down"

Me and Mr. Kades were sitting in chairs together, I saw Mr. Kades sighing with a smile on his face. I think Mr. Kades must be impatient to know the contents of yesterday's parcel.

"What did you call me? what about the parcel yesterday, sir?"

"Brinkles?" Mr. Kades raised one eyebrow.

"That sir, the parcel from Bu Amira, it contains biscuits and cakes sir, there are also fruits, the same envelope pack, the contents of the money 1 million" explained nyerocos.

"Ha ha ha... Siti Siti, you are so innocent that you just tell me"

"And you said that if I have opened it, I must tell you the contents of the Father if I meet the Father well now we have tea pan have met sir"

"Astaghfirullah Siti, Ha ha ha. Pantes Bu Amira likes you, you are besides beautiful and innocent it turns out you are honest"

"if I'm not honest, God tea can be angry with me sir"

"Yes yes yes that's true, but I called you here not about Siti's cake"

"about what sir? I'm afraid sir"

"Fear Why?"

"I'm afraid of making trouble, so you call me here to get angry"

"Ha ha ha... Siti Siti, where I might be angry samu you, the people in our village know you are a good boy, you are mah aya wae Siti"

"He he"

"Look Siti, Ms. Amira called me this morning, she wanted me to take you to her house in the capital, you and your brother"

"euleuhh sir, why? Is Miss Amira going to make me a maid, sir? Well, that wouldn't be allowed with Mr. Sir"

"I also do not know Siti, but Bu Amira has sent his car here, maybe later tonight new until, Nah Siti tomorrow we leave yes, let me talk to your father"

"Oh yes sir, then, far away sir from our village to the capital?"

"maybe about 6 hours Siti"

"I've never gone far Sir, I guess I didn't travel"

"Ha ha. later I bring a pack of scrapes for you"

"Alhamdulillah, please nuhun Pak Kades, then I say yes sir"

"Yes Siti, will run out magrib ask your father here yes"

"Yes sir, Assalamualaikum"

"Girishal"

I came out of Mr. Kades' house, I put on my flip-flops that had started thin at the end of his heel. I walked away feeling happy because I was called not because of any problem, but I was also doubtful and anxious about my departure tomorrow to the capital. Unknowingly I rubbed the tip of my hijab, Yes like that if my heart fidgets with reflex my hand will rub whatever is closest to my hand and bite the tip of my lower lip.

****

"Sir, later from the mosque Mr. directly to the house of Mr. Kades yes, the father was told there to run out of magrib"

"What's wrong?"

"Siti also doesn't know sir"

"Yes, you'll be there"

Mr. who is ready with his Koko clothes, Black peci who has now started to blush and sarongs are still quite good, the gift of neighbors not yesterday, black peci who has now started to blush and sarongs are still quite good, he said they got THR in Ramadhan and did not kepake so it was given to the Father.

****

Morning has arrived. I, Mr and Zidan and Mr. Kades' family went to the capital, only this time I rode a luxury car, the inside was so spacious, and did not smell like gasoline if I rode an angkot. I was more shocked and amazed when my feet could slide inside, the chair was very magical in my opinion. And what makes me even more surprised is that the chair can massage Oh Allah. hi hi hi hi hi

You look so happy, he sat comfortably while the magic chair was massaging his body.

While Zidan was excited at the sight we were passing, he was so happy, a smile so wide that he showed all his teeth were partly toothless.

4 Hours passed, we have now reached the capital, the tall building towering, many cars passing by.

"Tea, his car's a long his gravestone" Zidan pointed at one of the tall and long cars in shiny black.

"That's the name of Bis Zidan" said Mr. Kades.

"Oh, the bus is sir, long yes can one village enter it" said Zidan plain.

Looking at the happy smile on my face, I seemed happy to see Zidan.

"Siti let's go in" Mr. Kades' voice made me stop thinking about the jug.

I climbed some stairs, there were probably about 8 stairs that I climbed. The door is so big like a wedding gebyog, just like a wedding that likes da in the village, a wooden door full of Javanese carvings. Beside the door was a large ceramic jar, as I stood beside it it was taller than my body. My eyes kept wandering around enjoying the beauty of the front of Ms. Amira's house.

There were two people in the same uniform welcoming us, they welcomed us cordially. They both drove us to the living room, there were some people waiting, I only knew Ustadz Zaelani and Bu Amira, the other four I didn't know.

There was a woman who didn't wear a hijab, she wore a motive shirt and a black skirt over her knees, her hair was curly blond, she wore the shoes that teachers used to wear at school Zidan, it's just it's better. The woman was very beautiful, her cheeks were pure white her eyes narrowed.

There was a man sitting next to him, wearing a black suit, and wearing glasses. You think it's Mom's husband sitting next to her

Next to Ustadz Zaelani sat a man, as if he was under Ustadz Zaelani, what cynical man could that be because his eyes were also narrow? His nose is sharp, his lips thin. I thought it was Mom's son whose hair was curly because the brand's eyes were equally squinty. There was one more person beside Bu Amira, a beautiful woman in a Muslim dress so big, a hijab covering her knees.

"Sity..."

Amira walked up to me, hugged and kissed both of my cheeks.

"Mom how are you? healthy?"

"And yesterday I told you, call her Eyang not Mom"

"Eh yes, Eyang..."

Eyang greeted the Father, and embraced Zidan and experienced the family of Mr. Kades. We were told to sit down.

"Oh Allah, this chair is rich in soft cotton, this is my sandals I am dead maybe you are afraid of getting dirty with the fur carpet" I thought while removing the sandals.

"In pake z nakalnya" said the curly-haired woman while laughing funny.

"Fear dirty Mom"

"It's okay, kid, it can be washed just use it"

I glanced at the narrow-eyed man, he smiled as if to mock me, and. And turned his face the other way. I finally put my sandals back on.

People here why so dirty? wearing sandals into the house, I thought.

"How was Mr. Kades' trip?"

"Alhamdulillah ma'am smoothly, we enjoyed his trip"

"Thankfully then, let's come and have a drink" said Amira Bu.

Zidan who seemed to be thirsty immediately took a drink, he also took some snacks presented at the table, Zidan ate greedily to the bottom.

I just smiled at Zidan's behavior, I'm grateful he can eat good food, a whole new lifetime Now he can eat it. Thank God, thank you.

"Zidan just take the plate" said Ustadz Zaelani, taking the plate and thrusting it into Zidan. The boy laughed happily.

" oh yes, Eyang introduced the first members of the family Eyang yes. This is Lee Han Byu my daughter-in-law, she is from Korea" said Ms Amira visiting the beautiful woman with curly hair.

"This is my son named Hermanto, her husband Lee Han Byu, and this is my favorite grandson named Lee Hardi"

Oh, that cynical man is Miss Amira's granddaughter.

"If this is what you already know, Zein. And this is Humaira Zein's wife"

DEG!

Ustadz Zaelani has a wife? I think I am sad, yes.

We talked so warmly, they were kind-hearted rich people, not arrogant and arrogant, even to us very poor people they appreciated us so much.

We all stayed in a big house that looked more like this palace. When finished praying Isa, we were all asked to gather in a room, a very spacious room many beautiful decorations seemed to be decorations of glass or glass, but this is more shiny.

There is a long table made of wood with several chairs beside it, on the table some kind of food that seems very delicious, Ah I make sure Zidan will be very happy. Sure enough I saw him grinningly laughing at himself looking at the food on the table.

This is the dining room. Some waiters are still busy preparing everything, they are preparing dishes and other cutlery, there is a man in white clothes carrying a large bowl, I think it's Soup. He was wearing a white peci but unlike Pak Haji's peci, the male was tall and up. What a weird peci!

We all sat down, and ate without a sound. Zidan who was not used to wearing a spoon and fork ate using his hands.

" Zidan eat with your hand, it's the sunah of the Prophet, it's okay, don't be ashamed" said Ustadz Zaelani when he saw Zidan who was like he was confused.

The waiter took us food, they took the rice and side dishes on our plates. I feel like being the princess I thought with a witty smile.

****

" How did Zidan eat his dinner? Zidan likes?" Ask Amira's mom.

Zidan just nodded his head with his smile, I know since we left until this second Zidan's face was always decorated with a wide smile, he was so happy.

"Zidan's a home here?" Ask Mrs Lee.

"Hmm" again Zidan just nodded with that big smile, his body had slowly swerved in shame.

"Then Zidan wants to stay here?"

Zidan gave a stifled smile, he seemed to hesitate, and stared at the Father and I alternately.

Ha ha ha ha's. Everyone laughs.

"Alright, I will talk directly, sir" said Bu Amira, looking at the Father. You also nodded politely.

"Maybe Mr and Mr. Kades already know what I mean to invite you all to my house, I first saw Daughter Father immediately fell in love, somehow I like Siti so much, Siti, until after the Zein lecture yesterday I immediately discussed with my family to ask Siti to be part of our family"

What does Miss Amira mean? will he make me his son?

"I hope you are willing to give the Father's Daughter for us, how about Sir?"

"i. it's Ma'am. ehm naon her" Father was nervous.

"It's okay sir talk, don't be afraid of anything else to be ashamed of"

"I'm ashamed Mom..."

"Why should you be ashamed?" Ask Mr. Hermanto.

"I'm a poor man, sir, ma'am, how can I make a difference with you? I don't have anything"

"Ha ha ha. Mr. Mamhmudin, I do not need anything from my father, I just want Siti to be my daughter-in-law ", added Mr. Hermanto.

"Holy?" I said reflexively, making everyone look at me.