Girl For The Widow

Chapter 29's

"Whataaa? didn't I hear wrong, Bang?" Riski stared at Keynand's face looking for clarity. The handsome widower told me he was heartbroken. Riski wanted to respond with a laugh but urgently. He saw Keynand looking cloudy showing what he felt now. In the end Riski showed her surprise because of disbelief.

"If you don't hear wrong, it means right? I suck, don't I?" Keynand who was originally cloudy now seems annoyed with Riski's question that seems to mock him.

Confused, that's what Riski felt. He didn't think a Keynand Son of Ardiaz could be heartbroken either. Given that she is loved by women, it is less likely to be heartbroken or even there is no dictionary of heartbreak in her life. Turns out it was unexpected, is this what is called fair? It was usually the man who always broke a woman's heart, but now he feels it. Sometimes he had to feel it to know what it was like not being able to reach the idol.

"patience, Bang?" only that explained the confusion of what to do.

"I know, there's no other word of encouragement other than patience?" keynand said to sharpen his frustration.

"Abang tuh ya, lose-lose the Mothers whose world collapsed because the price of Cooking oil rose. Panic as if you lost tomorrow."

Keynand listened to the words of the young man before him. Not wrong with what he said. But he felt he lost tomorrow because Habibah Rosy could not be achieved.

"Ikhlas, Bang! there are still many girls who are the same quality as the Woman named Habibah Rosy. Abang asked our Owner is God through prayer." Riski cheered up the handsome Duda while patting his shoulder.

". ... Or do you think Brother Keynand will wait for his widow?" riski asked.

Keynand fell silent, he looked forward hoping to find the answer to the question. He felt Riski was investigating what the heart wanted.

"If I could, I would free Habibah from an unfaithful husband like Rizqy Anggara" Keynand later said.

"Whaaat? explain what you mean by brother?"

Keynand recounts that he had no intention of trailing Rizqy to the nightclub and found out that Rizqy had met a woman and brought her a Cheque.

Riski listened carefully, after the story was over, he thought for a moment and said, "Abang, hushnudzonlah. We don't know what that guy named Rizqy did. Not necessarily he did something that was forbidden by religion. And one more thing, do not involve yourself in the household of others. Maybe their relationship is fine because the presence of Brother Keynand may disturb the calm they have been feeling. Although Brother Keynand did not feel like he was the third person in their relationship. Think, Bang?"

Keynand took a long breath. He listened to Riski's words but just passed by in the Ears and then vanished with the breath. Somehow what he saw was evidence of his unfaithfulness towards his wife Habibah Rosy. She will gather evidence to free the Woman from her Husband's unfaithfulness.

"Seeing Brother like this, I feel useless reminding," said Riski resigned. He once again patted the sturdy shoulder and left Keynand still speechless with his thoughts.

***

In another life, Habibah was enjoying his new life as a wife. After the official training closed, she was taken to her Husband's house.

"Finally it's done too" Habibah said with a smile. She is currently rearranging their bedroom to make it more colorful and fresh.

Habibah sat on the bed and looked around the room. White shades dominate the room. Nothing special other than calligraphy and Wall clocks are attached. The size is not broad but not narrow, according to him is very broad for their usual size.

The house was not the house of a Sultan but the house of ordinary people. But Habibah was very grateful, Her husband had his own home. Although not luxurious but comfortable occupied commensurate with their simple life.

After being satisfied to enjoy, Habibah went out towards the Kitchen. This afternoon he'll cook for dinner. He had bought food before Rizqy returned to the Office because his working hours were still ongoing.

A few minutes in the kitchen, finally the cuisine is presented on a medium-sized dining table. Habibah rushed into the room to clean up. Soon her Husband will be home from the Office, of course, she wants to welcome the Husband in a clean and fresh state.

Not long after, Habibah completed the ritual bath. He then carried out four of his rakaat. When khusuk with other worship, heard the car heading to the perkalan house. Habibah ends the Quran recitation. He rushed out to welcome the arrival of his heart.

Chequelek

The door opened, on the front porch Rizqy stepped towards the entrance. He smiled a moment later there was a greeting in reply greetings also by Habibah.

"Bas thought the Angel was only in heaven, apparently there are those who are willing to stay on earth to accompany a Rizqy Anggara."

Habibah smiled listening to the words of her Husband that sounded dreadful. He grabbed her hand and kissed her with reverence.

"Hurry in, Mas does not want others to see our intimacy," said Rizqy immediately guide Habibah to go inside. After the door closed, Rizqy grabbed his wife's waist and kissed her lips.

"Drinking must be thirsty." Habibah rushed to get the water he had provided. He came back quickly and gave it to Rizqy.

"Thank you dear" said Rizqy after finishing a glass of water.

Habibah nodded his head. He felt Rizqy's hand land on the top of the Head and gently stroked it.

"Bath first, still fragrant but also want as fresh as my wife." Rizqy turned his hands away from Habibah's head. After that passed from before Habibah to their room.

***

"God, tomorrow Sunday we will nyumbe, however we must carry out the custom to be considered alighting" said Rizqy as they sat together at the porch of the house enjoying the afternoon.

"Yes, Bibah just follow what has become the customary provisions if it is not contrary to sharia" said Habibah happily. He did not expect Rizqy to still remember his obligation to carry out custom. Where completed the marriage contract should they carry out sorong aji krama and nyongkolan considering Rizqy surnamed Lalu. While ordinary people like Habibah are enough with Nyongkolan, even if they are able to. If it can not be done with the nyumbe, namely the visit of the Groom's family to the House of the Bride with her perfunctory hand. The term is in touch with the aim to be known their marriage by the residents where the Bride is domiciled.

"I'm sorry Bibah, our marriage shouldn't be like this. Mas did not manage to get Mamiq's riddho to accept you. If Mom were alive, she would be so happy to have a daughter-in-law as good as you."

Finished saying, Rizqy looked at the Girl who was now his Wife. He didn't manage to convince the man who presented him in this world. That's what's weighing him down.

Habibah stroked Husband's back trying to calm him down. He knows that Rizqy is currently angry and also disappointed with his real father's attitude.

"It's okay, we can definitely get through all this" Habibah said, displaying a beautiful smile decorated with sincerity.

"Yes, you're right. Mas will fight for Mamiq to accept you as his son-in-law. The sincerity of heart that you have God's Insha will soften your hard heart. Right now we can only be patient in prayer for Mamiq to realize that his Son-in-law is of such quality." Rizqy expressed hope.

Rizqy feels quite a disharmonious relationship with her father. But not with Habibah, he wanted his wife to get a place in the family. It might have been difficult as long as the Viennese woman Winanta had control of her father's mind.

"Jessi, is she like Mamiq's dream daughter-in-law? she is beautiful and classy. I can't believe that Mas won't be tempted" Habibah said. There was a hint of jealousy that Rizqy managed to catch.

"You jealous?"

"No, it's just that I feel defeated because he was the first one to feel the tender caress of my beloved," Habibah replied honestly.

"I'm sorry, not to betray you. He was forced to comply with Mamiq's request. At that time, Mas was at the point of despair. I'm trying to find your existence like an insane person. Almost every alley I walk through hoping to catch your shadow but nil. You left no trace. At that time I resigned and took the marriage for granted."

Rizqy recounts the reason for her first marriage. He once refused and asked for time to find Habibah Rosy. If Habibah is found within the stipulated time frame then he will be free from the matchmaking. As powerful as Rizqy search for the existence of Habibah, until the deadline arrived. Rizqy resignedly accepted her marriage to Jessi because she did not manage to find her lover.

"Sorry," I said.

"It's okay, maybe Nasip Mas must marry Jessi first before in the end Mas match with you. Honestly, Mas marriage used to be like a barren land that is very difficult to bear fruit. Mas tried to turn the desolation into a little fertile even though we both did not have the seeds to grow love itself. She doesn't love him, but she appreciates marriage. He was trying to carry out the responsibility of having made a sacred promise. In fact Jessi was not as thoughtful as Mas until the marriage had to end in betrayal."

Rizqy continues the story of her first household with Jessi. There is no underlying love other than interest. Whose interests do they belong to? Rizqy doesn't know because she's also in that circle of interest.

Habibah Rosy looked at her husband's face very closely. For a moment their views met, the twinkle of love was increasingly emanating from both of them. She did not expect the love of a Rizqy to be sincere and hoped that it would never change.

"Mas knows, your husband is handsome, so don't look like that" Rizqy said, showing off her stout pose. He winked seductive eyes, not only did he tease her.

"Mas Rizqyyyy."

Habibah shouted, while Rizqy laughed watching the cuteness displayed by his wife.

"Om Rizqyyy, I want to eat full can go into the kitchen?"

Suddenly a boy was nudging in the courtyard of the house with his witty smile.

"By dear," said Habibah.

"Ashiiiik, the army of seraaaaang."

Out of nowhere suddenly some children who hide appear and then run into the house Rizqy towards the Kitchen.

Habibah looked up, but not with Rizqy. He was used to being visited by neighborhood children who like to ask for food.

"Alamaaaak, my Ipin-ipin fried chicken is missing."

Rizqy dashed towards the kitchen to save her rations. Habibah was silent listening to the noise from the kitchen. A few seconds he was dumbfounded and then laughed watching Rizqy fight over Ipin-ipin fried chicken with a boy.

"Iaaaang, Mas want to have many children so that they can fend off these wayward children," said Rizqy slightly shouting.

Embassyaa

Seriate.