Final Letter

ST²

Fajr reverberate. Putra and Aldi usually go to the mosque for congregational prayers, while Arumi prays at home. After praying and teaching for a while, she went straight to the kitchen to prepare the best breakfast this morning, she wanted to cook a good meal for her sister and husband.

The smell of fragrance from the kitchen made Putra decide to approach the place where the wife, Arumi was struggling to make fried rice seafood and pickled cucumber favorite Aldi, do not forget there are shrimp crackers as a complement.

The son hugged Arumi's body from behind unbeknownst to his wife, which surprised Arumi and almost threw a spatula in his hand.

"Maaasssss, just hangagetin, do you like it if I hang ?" arumi bled her lips

"Sorry dear, I'm just happy to see this scene in the morning, everything is like a dream." The son still tightly hugged his wife's body, the words Arumi heard made her surrender as her body was embraced by the Son.

"The breakfast is ready, we should eat now. Later after breakfast we say goodbye to neighbors and nearby residents, after that we just get ready for our return to Jakarta.

"Dear, go with me . "

All three are already sitting in a room that is not too big, you name it a multipurpose room. So the living room? can it, so the dinner table? can it be, a family room? could. It can be a multi-function room.

Eat with pleasure without any chatter that will disturb the pleasure in every chew. The praise of the son was made only through the language of eyes full of love, not the words that would make Arumi meet red.

"Why did the Son become flirtatious like this." said Arumi in his heart, when he saw the son blink one eye. The actions of the son were recorded by the eyes of Aldi's head, he could only shake his head.

"What is the son of se dimeh when he falls in love. Why are his eyes? like a flickering dust." said Aldi of course in his heart

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Breakfast was finished, now is the time for Arumi and Putra to say goodbye to the people around his residence. Arumi wanted to thank the surrounding residents who have been kind to accept the existence of Arumi and her family.

"Sister, they'll be here any minute."

"All right, thank you. Brother wants permission to say goodbye to the neighbors around our house Al."

"Yasudah gih, mumpung is still early and no one has gone to work or farm in the fields."

Arumi started with his nearest neighbor, he hugged Mbok Nah, the first woman he recognized during his move to Jogja.

"Mbok, thank you for everything. Arumi could not repay the kindness. From today Arumi will come with her husband to Jakarta, please pray for us to be a happy husband and wife, mawadah, and warahmah."

"Hoalahhh nduk, think you will stay here longer, he knew he was going home. Doesn't it feel right here?" ask mbok nah to the son

The son she spoke to was smiling and shaking hands.

"Yes mbok, from now on my wife has to come wherever I go . "sahut Putra with a glance at Arumi, Arumi who gets such a thing looks blushing.

"Geez, I feel like a mosquito here. Mbok pray that your life will always be happy and immediately loved by Gusti Allah." said Mbok Nah while praying for both.

"Aamiin." said both.

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