Grandma's Choice (Mad Doctor )

Go without meeting

POV Khanza

My appetite that peaked, suddenly dropped dramatically when Doctor Sam advised Mas Idris to meet me with his mother at this time.

I stopped eating, even though the desire to eat was still there, Of course I would love to meet the woman who has melahirka my husband.

However, hearing Idris' confession if his mother still needs time to receive me ... I feel scared.

Afraid that I will be rejected, afraid that if I am ignored, but, there is something that scares me the most is ... Afraid that I would be separated from my husband.

I'm a woman who only knew love at the age of 18 years old me. The figure of a cold doctor who turned out to have a loving nature makes me forget that I was just a woman who entrusted grandmother to him.

I thought it was just for him to take care of. But in fact, he is also in love. Likewise with me who was also complacent, and finally dropped my heart as far as the figure who had not long held the title as my husband.

Witing tresno jalaran Soko kulino (love grows due to habituation )

The Javanese proverb that I often heard from the late Mama when I was a child, when I asked, did Mama love my father, if Mama is also married to their parents by their parents, at first they do not love each other, they only respect their parents.

However, in the end you can fall in love, love each other, love each other, even death does not separate them, because they have to die simultaneously at the same time and place.

Ah, I miss them so much, if they are still there, want to feel like telling my worries to Mama and dad, like I used to tell them my daily life, and those who never get tired of hearing my babble.

Maybe it's because we're used to being together, until the feeling grows between us. Yeah, me and Idris.

I didn't think that the cold Doctor who had a million charms, even a million fans, could drop her heart on an ordinary girl like me.

Or it's good luck that we're united, because we got married because of Grandma's request.

However, if it was just luck, it would be impossible for us to love each other as we do today. It could be just one of us falling in love. Whatever it is ....

One thing I believe, is that our names have been written in Mahfuz as a husband and wife. Destined to live together in this household.

And I pray that our little family will be filled in the arms of Sakinah, (soothing the soul) as the faith of Adam and Eve's mother.

In the decoration of mawadah (softness of love) as well as the love of the prophet Ibrahim and the mother of Hajar.

Fulfilling the Grace, (love) the handover of the prophet Sulaiman and the queen Balqis.

Fidelity as love kanjeng prophet Muhammad and mother Khadijah Al-Kubro.

And hopefully this child that I bear becomes a child of pious and shalihat, who became a generation of Madani, civilized, useful for Nusa, the nation, and his religion. Aamiin, aamiin O Allah.

I was pensive in the hospital garden, before Mas Idris asked me to stay in his room, but, I felt bad, because he was not part of the hospital.

I sent a message to Idris, told him I was in the park.

The message I sent just tick two has not changed the color blue, maybe he is still busy. I put the phone back in the bag, my eyes staring nanar forward, maybe he is still busy, thinking of what I should say if I actually met her Mom mas Idris. Also how would he respond if we met.

Of course there is a sense of worry if Mama mas Idris immediately shows dislike to me.

I spread my gaze around the garden, and accidentally my eyes caught the figure of a woman who was pregnant.

It looks like she is in pain, maybe she will give birth. However, what made me look at him now was the need of the middle-aged woman beside him.

The middle-aged woman seems to calm the pregnant woman who may be her child, she looks worried, but also looks calm when calming her child.

It is seen if the middle-aged woman is very fond of her child, as well as her husband who looks worried to see his wife in pain.

Ah, if ... If Mama were still around, she might be worried about it when I give birth.

If Mama Idris had accepted me too, would she have been like that to me.

Now my eyes look at the people who are passing by on the street. However, my body was blown away, while a large hand touched my shoulder. My reflexes turned, and it turned out that he was Idris.

" Yes! You took it, ngagetin! " my tirade to Peria who is now sitting on the side.

" What? ngangenin, "he said with a cry.

" Ish, whatan, heck, "my lips.

It turns out amused to also hear he was pretentious, because he was an ice man who did not talk much.

But, apparently want to learn to seduce like his best friend.

" We're home! But, before you go home, you want us to go to Mama's house first? "

Honestly I'm scared, worried too, but, what else, if we don't meet now, how can we be close.

" I'm coming with you, Mas. "that word finally came out of my mouth.

In the car, Idris asked me again, even he said if I was not ready, the plan to meet with his mother would be abandoned.

But I assure myself, as well as Idris, that I am ready to meet his family. He also strengthened me, and I tried hard.

I gaped as Idris's car entered the luxury home area, and increasingly agape when I saw the Idris mas house like a palace.

It feels like I want to undo the intention of meeting with Mama mas Idris, but, already here.

Mas Idris invited me into his house, inside we were greeted by a middle-aged woman who said Idris named Bi Tini, and she was a housekeeper in this house.

Bi Tini greeted me kindly, even she seemed to admire me. Ah, if Mama mas Idris can also behave as warm as Bi Tini.

We were sitting in the living room, Mas Idris said goodbye to me, he said he would meet his mother first, while I told him to wait here to befriend Bi Tini.

After giving me a drink and some snacks Bi Tini sat with me, we chatted, he told me about the childhood mas Idris who turned out bi Tini also took care of Idris when he was a child.

When we were still busy chatting.mas Idris came, he immediately invited me to go home.

My mom would not want to meet me.

" Loh, I rung have not met with Mbak kanzanya mas? " bi Tini said to Idris.

" Said Mama's not feeling well anymore, must be badrash, Bi, can not be disturbed. Next time we come here again, "says my husband, which is definitely not the reason.

I sighed, I must also be self-conscious if it is impossible to be taken for granted by the Idris family.

In the car I sifted the body in the car seat, turned my face while my eyes pusar staring out the window. I elus still flat stomach, while thinking about his fate later.

" Why are you? " Mas Idris asked as he glanced at me.

" No, papa, just soy sauce. "

" I'm sorry, well, Mama has to be badrash, so can't see anyone first. "

I know you lied to me, before I got into the car I even had a chance to see the figure of a woman who was staring at us from behind a window on the second floor. He stood up and looked fine.

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