
" dok, remember, what your mother did to babe every day, in the example.husband is the head of the household.he is your priest." advice sir suroso.
"yes be" answered hany.
seen after the prayer and stepped onto the terrace, he talked with his in-laws.
"do you want to balek home after breakfast? "ask mr. suroso
"yes, all of you want to clean our new house" said Dika with a smile
"babe wants nanya, whose house he gave?" ask mr. suroso
"i myself who bought be, from college, me while then working.before becoming a teacher, I work odd jobs.my money I canister.and Alhamdulillah, after hearing the news if only want to nerima me, I immediately find a house that is ready to live" clear dika.
"why do you choose to work outside, while your parents are able to support you, even guarantee your life.in fact, you can enter the world of journalists if you want" said Mr. Suroso
"i'm not interested, the journalist, looking for faults of others.publish it, and behind it, I also want to seek experience as an ordinary person .I don't want to rely on parents" he said.
"subhanallah.babe did not choose you wrong" said mr. suroso.
"let's have breakfast first, we have breakfast together.let's not too late to come home" suddenly mom ningsih came.
they also eat together.although the side dish is simple, but it is so comfortable with the atmosphere.he so long did not feel the warmth of the family.in fact, 1 table with his parents, only a dream when he was a boy.
the clock shows at 7 am, just a few clothes for him to take away to his new house.he occasionally bothered to hold tears so as not to come out. he will leave the house that bears witness to how he grew up to this day, and this is his last time to inhabit it.
his parents were waiting for him outside, talking to him.
"dika son, babe titip hany yo le, do not hurt him, even his heart. if he is naughty, please advise him. if you are bored, please send him here, return to babe. he was taught hard, but not with physical violence. Please take care of him well, our duties have been up to now" said Mr. Suroso.
she looks like she wiped her tears when she saw her daughter coming out.
"remember, be a submissive wife yes ndok.so sholehah's wife" said Ms. Ningsih.
"yes mak." replied hany, while directly hugging his mother.
"remember the deck, later once a week we play here. I will not misahin you the same to our two parents" said dika in hany.
"really?" tanya couldn't believe it.
"yeah.."
both parents just look very happy, so it does not feel Mr. Suroso hugging his daughter-in-law.
"babe is very grateful to you" he said.
"iya be.. tama.no way I make the distance between just with your babe.toh Now is my parents too" said dika.
"it is not wrong that we choose the mantu mas.." said bu ningsih.
finally they say goodbye, kiss the hands of the two old men.then passed away by riding a motorcycle.look only at all do not hold hands on dika.dika also know it.but he did not dare also tell hany. when passing in front of the house heru, he said goodbye with a screaming voice.
"we go home first yes ru.." said dika half yelling.
"yes.samawa yes bro.. be careful on the road" answered heru..
"amen..."