Halal Me With Your Parent's Ridho

30. He must be responsible

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It turned out that the WO party had prepared a tent for the big event that afternoon. Some people were putting up tents that covered the entire front yard of the small house. While others prepare the side terrace as a place to eat. It appears that Mr. Rahmat and Mr. Rudi also helped and some of their neighbors.

While Bu Fatma and Bu Yuli and some neighbors fry bananas for tea friends to be served, and prepare some things for the big event. Neighbors around Fatma's house have come to help prepare the besuk. Since they live in the village it is already a tradition that neighbors will come to help without being asked. Dou twins were unceasingly making the atmosphere of the kitchen in the afternoon become crowded with their behavior. While Tari still did not come out of the room after his arrival from the beach earlier.

" Mr Yuli, I did not stop to think why his son until it could be like his son an Arab. There are no descendants of Arabs at all. "

" I was also surprised Lo Bude Ani, how could the birth of it like that I used to be a couple no matter what was changed it was not. "

" Laiyo really can Yo Mbak Ani. " Said Bu Tias.

" It used to be right when I was pregnant they mbak, I took the train la I sat opposite the father - the father who turned out to be an Arab. MasyaAllah handsome once mbak his man, Lah arrived - arrived That Lo I want dielus - elus my stomach is the same person. Finally I ventured to ask dielus, it turns out the person wants Bude Ani to stroke my stomach. Not even just stroking, I read Joseph's letter as he rubbed my stomach. "

" Oalah mbak so the story, funny Yo mbak out kok Yo so Arab tenan. "

" Yes, I was confused too. When I was a child every time we went anywhere I thought the son of the master mbak. "

" Who said who ? " Tanya Irsyad who just came from the front to deliver fried bananas and tea.

" Company the boy Nganteng kilo "Say Bude Ani while trapping Irsyad's cheek.

" Bude could have been, how would Bude want to be a potential ghost is not ? " Felt praised Irsyad just smiled with her width.

" If bude yo want to - want to, who ngak seneng can ghost Nganteng pinter njai anyway. Is it until Icha gede first le ? "

" Let's calm Bude did not wait for Ichanya, let's say later I became old jaka hehehehe "

" Bang Irsyad, which Bang Irhas ? " Task Ms. Yuli.

" In front of the mother, the same father, " while wrestling spoiled leaning on the shoulder of Miss Fatma.

Meanwhile in the room Tari had just finished with his obligations as a Muslim who was a little late because he came home from the beach already afternoon. Then he opened the laptop on the table opened the email, maybe there was an email coming in from Mr. Anton about his report yesterday. After switching from a laptop to a mobile phone, he opened the application with a green phone picture. Sure enough there are some messages coming in from group chat or private chat. He opened a chat room owned by Mbak Rina, because some days they do not communicate.

⁇ ️ Assalamualaikum

Sepi is really a candidate for this one manten ......

⁇ ️ Walaikumsalam

If there is nothing - what continues to scream - shouting is even funny mbak. Tumben - tumbenan chat, How can keadan dedek already be literate yet ?

Dance stared at the phone screen, then smiled when remembering how the pregnancy of Ms. Rina is very funny. Never could open his eyes, all there was was was a full day's sleep. And there are still more and also can not bathe, once want to shower it must be at homeah someone else. Shortly thereafter, the phone again sounded indicating a message coming in.

⁇ ️ Alhamdulillah Baek all Tar, I don't know today is different I just this shower. How is the preparation ? dedeknya understand if you want to be invited to the future condition pinter 🤭🤭.

⁇ ️ Alhamdulillah finally took a bath too, yes, I hope so next mbak. Thank God the preparation is smooth, the tent has also begun to be installed.

⁇ ️ Alhamdulillah hopefully smoothly until the day H yes, God willing fitting our wedding event will come.

⁇ ️ Yes mbak, hopefully fitting dedeknya ngak fussy I really seneng if sampean can come.

After replying to a chat with Mbak Rina he also laid his body on the mattress, not long heard the tone of the phone from his Handphonenya. He took it off the table then shifted the green button.

📞 "Assalamu'alaikum "no voice answered until a few seconds later.

📞 " Hello, "

📞 " Hello, with whom ? "

📞 "Mum or mbak, well I will turn it off if there is no answer. "then there is a sound of stuffing from the end of the phone.

📞 "hiks, hiks, hiks ......... "

📞 " Hello this mbak who "Tarin then switch the phone stuck to his ear and see who is calling him.

📞 "hiks, hiks, Ijah Ijah help me. "

📞" Dinda, what's up ? why are you crying ?"

📞" Ijah I destroyed please I jah, help me torment, torment "

📞 "Where are you now, I'll place you "

📞 "I dialfa****, hiks, hiks "

📞 "Wait there don't go where I'll be, wait for me. "

Ijah seemed worried that Dinda would not normally call him in a frustrated state what had happened to him. In a hurry he picked up his jacket and walked out of his room. He stepped in the living room to find Irhas reading.

" Bang Irhas let's anterin Ma'am just a moment to alfa***, urgent situation. "

" Yes Bang emergency come on, "

" Come Ma'am, "stand while taking the key that is on the table.

The two of them walked out of the house in a slight hurry, with Irhas immediately taking the keys of his motorcycle and running it through the dark highway. The bike was running a little speeding so it did not take long to get to the destination. They were in front of a mini market, apparently parked in a red car. The dance that knew it belonged to the driver immediately approached the car and knocked on the driver's window.

A moment later the door opened, a girl with an appalling condition appeared. His eyes were puffy, because it seemed to have been crying for a long time and it appeared that his face was tired and desperate. The dance that saw her friend in such a state, immediately pulled her friend into her arms. The girl's cry broke back as Dari hugged and patted her back slowly.

" Have you eaten Din ? " Tari asked as she let go of her embrace and asked Dinda.

The girl simply nodded at the question of Dance. While the clear crystal grains are still faithfully falling in the eyes that have been swollen.

" Okay, let's eat first, come with me. We eat meatballs there, your favorite meatballs. " Tari led her friend and pointed to the Bakso stall across the mini market.

Dance took Dinda's hand, to cross the deserted highway in the days leading up to this Maghrib. While Dinda only complies with all the treatment given by her friend. The tears that had flowed now began to dry up. They entered the stall and ordered 3 servings of meatballs, their favorite menu when visiting here.

" Come Din, eaten first the meat will go cold Lo, You must be hungry. " To be honest when Dinda hugged Dinda earlier she heard the voice of Dinda's stomach which indicates that the one with the stomach is hungry.

" Mr Tar, it's been a long time yes we do not eat here?, indeed the sustenance of Sholeh's children from earlier is traded continuously. May his sustenance be barokah yes mbak me the most syanteeeeeeeeekkkkkk kayak Syahroni. "

" What the hell bang Already let's quickly eat Bang. " replied Tari, could - usually this child jokes at a time like this he thought.

The three of them ate quietly as the three dissolved in their respective minds. Only the clangs of spoons and forks collided with the bowl, not taking long they finished the night.

" Thank God, full too. " Said Irhas, trying to melt the atmosphere.

" Din, let's go home. "

Dinda just bowed, her shoulders were shaken Slowly and a sobbing sound was heard. Dari was wondering exactly what was going on, why her best friend was like this. Though Dinda was a cheerful child, to him now was really very concerning.

" Din what's the matter, why are you like this ?"

" I, .......... "

" If you believe the same I please share a little what makes you like this. Maybe sharing it with me will ease your pain. "

" I don't know where I had to start "Dinda tried to say something, but she was confused whether her friend would believe her words or not. At least that's how he feels now,.

" Yes slowly I will listen to all your stories, God willing I will also believe you. "

" My mother prayed Maghrib first in the mosque near the police station yes, after I finished straight here. It's my cell phone nitip. " Because the Maghreb is already reverberating and Irhas feels that the two close friends will talk about important things it would be nice if he left.

" Yes ati - ati bang after finishing straight here. "

" Siip mbak, Assalamualaikum" said Irhas who had left the two women.

"Walaikumsalam, Ayo Din, now you can tell a story. "

" I don't know Jah, why can I do this honestly I'm not ready for all this. We did it unintentionally too. " With tears returning to wet his cheeks.

" Yes, do what Din ? " Dance is right - do not know with Dinda's intention.

Dinda again sobbed deeper, Dari immediately clasped her hand. Trying to give strength to his friend,

" Jah, I made a mistake, I've ruined Jah. " With holding his stomach.

" Din there is no problem without a way out, surely every problem there is a way out. Try to tell a clear story of the subject you are experiencing. " Still clasping his cement hand, and looking at him in hope that his friend will share his burden a little.

" Aaaaakuuu, I'm pregnant Jah, "

Instantly Dari was stunned by Dinda's confession, she could not stop thinking that her friend was capable of such an unworthy thing. Until he was unaware the crystal crystal grains had fallen down his cheeks. He saw the figure in front of him, while tightening his hand grip.

" Did I not hear wrong Din ? "

" No, " replied Dinda while shaking weakly.

" Who did you do it with ? "

" We didn't do it on purpose. "

" Willfully or unintentionally you have done it, and you should know the consequences of your actions. How can you easily hand over your honor so easily. "

" I'm wrong jah, "He's back sobbing.

" Who's the man, he's got to be in charge of Din ? Say Dance seriously ...........

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