Halal Me With Your Parent's Ridho

3. My home

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"Eyeah"

Just then the voice broke my daydream for a moment.

"assalamualaikum buk" as I clenched his outstretched hand and kissed with wisdom, it was from this old hand that my life began.

"walaikumsalam, nyapoto nduk kok daydreaming, wong ibuk call call kok stand still without any response. Opo ora kangen to karo ibuk ?"

"mboten buk, Ijah forgot to leave something alone in the bus was buk"

"what is missing ? continue important opo ora ?"

"botten buk, let's buk wangsul Ijah tired" while I embrace the old body I'm holding to continue my journey home.

After about 30 meters of walking from the T-junction we arrived in front of our house, a very simple little house. But this is my paradise when I am the world, many things I go through here like and sorrow. From a distance saw a middle-aged man in the middle sitting waiting for our arrival, yes my father always awaits his son who today is a little late

"assalamualaikum"

"walaikumsalam, how tumben rumae night nduk ?"

"there's a lot of work at school to do the end of the semester report, not to mention that the boss was stuck in front of the sugar factory, sir" as I reached for his hand, he said, I kissed with wisdom the hand that always gives me warmth

"Oah, the clean clean sampean first continue maem nduk"

"chuck yeah"

With a little quick steps he rushed into his room, put down a sling bag and took a towel to take a bath. Not long ago she had finished her bath, and had changed into home clothes with a t-shirt hijab. Seen in the living room which also functioned as a multipurpose room in the house, the two angels in his life were talking. With a warm glance he looked at the two people and threw his sweetest smile towards it with his small steps and approached and sat scattered between the middle-aged people.

"how did you go to college ?"

"Alhamdulillah smoothly sir just waiting for the last guidance sir, God willing immediately can the trial"

"Alhamdulillah then nduk, your struggle all this time ngak him in vain" with glassy eyes looked at his son with pity.

"sorry well, Ijah now just want to be happy with you two my angels. really Ijah grateful you have been here always supporting Ijah" while I hug the most handsome person in my life, trying to neutralize the tightness between the three of us.

"busy, Ijah hungry"

"Oalah nduk, mother until forget that until samean has not eaten. Let's eat first mother was cooking your favorite food"

"ayo buk, while I hold my mother's hand "well let's eat first" take me to my father

"dad already maem nduk, pean maem full at home"

"enggeh yah, Ijah maem used to ngeh"

how his eyes twinkle when opening the hood of food, looks oseng pare mixed with anchovy and fried tofu and crackers in the jar. yes, it is so simple that the dish tonight but for dance it is better than Padang cuisine even though because it is the cuisine of the angel. With a voracious eating, occasionally smiling while looking at his faithful mother waiting for her daughter who was eating. after finishing with the food cleaning equipment that can be used because this has become a habit in this house if anyone who eats it also has to clean the cutlery that can be used without exception on his father was not a man

"busy, Ijahentuk ngeh room a little sleepy"

"yes, get some rest"

"sniffle buk"

ceklek, the opening of his bedroom is not so big but looks comfortable with not so much stuff in it. Surely it does not take long the little girl's eyes have been closed perfectly and her breath was irregular indicating that the owner of the body had reached the dream realm.

Just heard the pounding of the clock in the small house, not so long saw the dance wriggling because it began to awaken from the realm of his dreams he saw in the direction of the clock located on the wall. While rubbing his eyes he saw the clock shows at 03:00, by rushing up and out of the room to clean and purify himself.

Soon after he had made love to his creator sitting with his wisdom on his alphabet, closing his eyes and wetting his lips with the divine Kalam always dya do in the last third of the night. Not to mention the name of someone who wants to be his companion, but the name of his two angels to ask forgiveness for himself and his two angels.

While the only girl in the house was still struggling with the plants in front of the small house. This family filled their home with medicinal plants and vegetable plants so that their eating needs were met with crops in their yard.

"sir"

"ngeh buk"

"please give me the same lombok kale behind nduk, today saute kale ya nduk ?"

"ngeh buk, all the cuisine of mother is delicious palin buk, whatever it is"

"It can usually be morning already seduced mother"

"really buk" while struggling in the hands of his spoiled mother.

"wez let's go there, it'll be pity lunch later dad wait for long"

"bite my queen mother" as I kissed those wrinkled cheeks.

stepped foot into the backyard of his house, there are several fish ponds, chicken coop, goat cage and of course a neatly arranged vegetable garden lined up, what a soothing sight to the eye. Taken some chili and kale orders his mother's eyes turned to look at the ripe tomatoes with red color that is so tempting that he unconsciously swallowed his saliva violently.

"sampun bus"

"help momuk weed ya nduk"

"sniffle buk"

"sir, looks a little different mother's gaze wanted to ask something but was afraid that the question hurt his son.

"strange, wonten nopo buk ?"

"no duk, let's quickly finish later this hungry hunting father is already a little afternoon"

"ready the queen mother" with a smile that is always flashing.

Not long after the two women of different generations finally finished their work this morning, cooking food that is so simple for some people but so special for their families. The food was ready, it was neatly arranged in the challeng they rushed to change their clothes and hijab to go to the rice fields to deliver father's supplies because the clock had shown at 07:00 It indicates that it is enough noon for the size of people who work outside the home what else the father of Dance who has departed since dawn.

"is the bus ready ?"

"uwwz nduk, until breakfast ?"

"mboten buk, want to lose if so at home buk"

"the enek enek wae nduk"

"benth buk, maem down it delights amazing buk"

"yes, let's go lock all the doors"

"benthe buk, Ibuk just wait in front of Ijah ngunci door first"

"yes nduk"

ceklek, the door was closed with a smile that was always on his tiny lips and approached his mother to bring a bushel of food brought by his mother, and the other hand guided his mother's hand, they also walked to the rice fields that were not so far from their homes but needed to pass through a large fork near the house. When arriving in the third, when you want to cross the memory of Tari is fixed on the events that occurred last night. Somehow the tiny body was momentarily silent, diving into his memory of something that was left behind.

"sir"

seriated