I'm a Savings Woman

Warm Chat

Arriving home, Rayhan immediately protested Arsha.

"Ayaahh.." cried Arsha.

Rayhan and Arka who had just entered the house looked astonished to see Arsha who looked emotional.

"Son child why the hell, Dad came home instead of greetings first cake, even screaming. It's not clear." said Arka.

Rayhan smiled looking at the expression Arsha showed due to Arka's diomeli.

"Ayaahh." call Arsha again while sitting next to Rayhan with a spoiled wrestle.

"Duuhh this beautiful father's son why else? The feeling every day is the problem." said Rayhan kissed Arsha's head covered in peach-colored hijab.

"Dad don't have to go on a gym anymore. Anyway Dad can not enter the photo to the sosmed if not a photo with Mom." protested Arsha.

"Loh you mean what the hell Sha?" asked Rayhan in surprise.

"I don't like netizens' comments about Dad's photos. They are all flirtatious." replied Arsha.

"What the hell are you talking about, son? What photo? You never feel like posting photos to your sosmed account."

"Yes, it's not Dad, but noh the handyman who posts" Arsha pointed to Arka.

Rayhan looked at Arka full of question marks.

"Hehehe sorry Dad. I didn't let you go with Dad. Abis wants dong to post photos once again. The time to post your own photos cannot be." said Arka.

"Tell me to see" said Arsha thrusting her phone at Rayhan.

Seen in the photo, Rayhan who was exercising. His arm muscles seemed to tighten because they were lifting the barbell. The photo also shows Rayhan's checkered abdominal muscles, as people today call them ripped bread.

"Arka.." said Rayhan.

"Yes." answered Arka.

"Next time do not have to post photos like this, son. It invites sin."

"Yes, yeah. Sorry to be." reply Arka.

"His law Well, if necessary pull the facilities that I gave." said Arsha pumping Rayhan.

"Huh basic ngadu. Because you're chatty, it's better this drink I love Mom or Grandpa" said Arka while wiggling cup boba drinks that favored Arsha.

"Aaaaa bobaaa.." cried Arsha girang. He ran towards Arka. "Siniin dong Kak." said Arsha asked Arka.

"Son, I want to love you."

"Uuuuhhhh basic Ark stingy.." cried Arsha.

"Woy be polite when you talk to me. I'm more mature than you."

"What adults, people only pass one minute." replied Arsha.

Rayhan laughed at the behavior of his two adult children. Although they were already twenty years old, both of them still looked like children in Rayhan's eyes.

"Eeehh Father Arka has come home already" said Izzah.

"Well, where have you been?" ask Arka while grabbing Izzah's hand and kissing him.

"Mom made a cake in the kitchen. Now it's in the oven." replied Izzah while gently stroking his son's head.

Izzah sat down next to Rayhan and kissed Rayhan's hand.

"Darling, don't push yourself too hard to work in the kitchen. After all, there is ART that takes care of everything." said Rayhan stroking Izzah's hand.

Since Rayhan returned after disappearing for several years in a plane crash, Izzah changed his call to Rayhan. The former Izzah used to call Rayhan 'Abang', now 'Dad'. Likewise with Rayhan, he no longer mentioned the name Izzah. However, Rayhan more often called Izzah with the title 'honey'.

"Yes, but remember, it's rare to be a tape" Rayhan said, kissing the back of Izzah's hand.

"Aaaaaaa.... Romantic, so baper." said Arsha who leaned on Arka's shoulder. "Sister, later if it's already married follow the way Dad did treat Mom with romantic." continued Arsha.

"Son, marry the mouth of his brain. Mostly watch your Drakor." Arka's reply pushed Arsha's head.

"www... Sick tau." said Arsha replied by hitting Arka's shoulder. "Because I love watching Drakor. That problem?"

"Not really. But fill your brain with everything." Arka replied.

"Just let alone." said Arsha then walked towards Rayhan and Izzah then sat narrowed between his parents.

"Dad, Mom, mmmmmmm about how I can marry young?" ask Arsha.

Arka who was enjoying boba immediately choked and coughed.

"What kind of question is that!" exclaim Arka.

Izzah and Rayhan smiled.

"Of course, why not. Isn't it Dad?" reply Izzah while stroking Arsha's head.

"Yes of course. You two are married young, originally.... Make sure your candidate is a good person. Most importantly, your candidates must obey God" Rayhan said. "The girl father already has a candidate huh? Why don't you know Dad?" ask Rayhan.

"Isshh is not Yah. I'm still in college. In any case if I want that marriage, the candidate must be exactly the same nature of Dad." replied Arsha.

"Arka himself has no candidate yet son?" ask Izzah.

"Aahhh, if Arka does not want to marry Mom. The young age of Arka is long. Arka still wants to go to college, if necessary to become a professor." replied Arka.

"Hahaha the professor is bald in his head" said Arsha.

"Huh, bald your head. So do not mostly ngehalu, use the event to marry young all. Do not dream of young marriage, if fried eggs are just burnt." reply Arka.

"Biarin, say a sirik" said Arsha.

"Already, why even become a fight like this" said Rayhan.

"So, Brother Arka is first."

"No more need to do it. Ka, if you can find out, what is the criteria for Arka's wife?" ask Izzah.

"Yes, I also want to know." continued Rayhan.

"At least like Lucinta Luna." Arsha replied giggling.

"What the hell, life aja." reply Arka annoyed. "What is clear is that Arka wants a woman who looks like Mom. She does not have to be beautiful, rich, or from a distinguished family. The important thing is to be kind, obedient to God, and definitely veiled like Mother. Not like that, the hijab is wrapped around. I was like sate lilit aja." teased Arka pointed Arsha.

"God, what did Grandpa say. Wear that hijab just like your mother. True said your brother tea, wear a hijab so exactly like satay lilit." continued Mang Diman who walked from the family room.

"Iiihh Brother and Grandpa, same time. Ayaahhh see they are evil." Arsha whine like a child.

"Darling, the son of a sholeh father. True they say, wear the correct hijab according to the Shari'a that covers up to the chest. Clothes should be at least loose" Rayhan said.

"But.... I'm the same I appreciate how I love your willingness to wear a hijab. Niatkan all because of the commandments of God, slowly change according to the Shari'a. Inshaah you will definitely appear more graceful." continued Izzah.

"Yes Mom. Later Arsha try to change slowly yes." reply Arsha.

That's how the Izzah family, every day there is a warm conversation between the whole family. The children of Izzah did not hesitate to talk about anything to their parents. Both are so open to Izzah and Arka.

Thank you for this happiness O God, inner Izzah every day.