Is it My fault, If I Desire Heaven..??
The Rose Mukenah
Doctor Malik's car stopped at a large house.
Seen a veiled woman was sitting on the porch of the house while enjoying a cup of warm tea.
Doctor Malik got out of the car and headed towards the woman, then kissed the back of the woman's hand.
"Assalammualaikum mi" said doctor Malik greeted the woman, who was none other than his mother.
"Walaikumsalam", said her mother with a smile on her lips.
"You are from where the hell son, mami wait for you lhoo from earlier" said her mom poured tea for the child just the wayangnya.
"So early in the morning Malik planned to visit the pesantren pak kyai Usman mi, but there are people who have to help Malik, so Malik came home late" said doctor Malik while drinking his tea.
"Alhamdulillah if you have time to do good today son" said his mother.
Then the doctor told him about the Rose and his mother he helped, and his relationship with Pak kyai Usman.
"God, it's so messianic, and now he's okay, right.???" said Malik's mother sympathizing doctor.
"Alhamdulillah mi, they are healthy and are in pesantren now" said Dr. Malik.
"Oh yes, my bag is left in the trunk" said Malik doctor rose to the trunk of his car.
He opened the trunk of the car and momentarily stopped motionless, with a look toward his trunk.
Her astonished mother saw her looking at the luggage and approached her.
"Malik, why do you.??" said his mother made Malik's doctor blink again.
"Ehh, no noodles, this is lhooo Rose merchandise left in my trunk, later if the message asks, can get angry if the goods are not there" said doctor Malik confused.
"God, how could you forget the heck you son" said his mother while taking a face from her son's trunk.
He observes the face he holds.
He was curious and opened the wrapping.
He touched every sequin and stitch, the embroidery of the priest.
"Geez, this is great, son!!", said her mother liked the model of the Mucenah Rose.
"I also think so mi, even though I do not know at all about the face" said Dr. Malik.
"Emmm gini aja, tomorrow we return it, kasian if he was angry with his customers, mami also all want to order too, yes Malik.??" said the mother doctor Malik.
"Yes mi, tomorrow Malik between ya", said Doctor Malik closed the trunk of his car and entered the house with his mother.
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The next day they really went to the pesantren.
About 2 hours drive, they have arrived in front of the Ummar boarding school.
They entered the gate and said their greetings to the guards on duty.
They returned to drive the car to meet Mr. Kyai in the management room.
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"Assalammualaikum pak kyai" said Maryam mother of doctor Malik.
"Walaikumsalam, how are you buk..??" exclaimed mr. Kyai saluting ma'am Maryam and Malik.
"For a long time, Maryam did not visit here", said Pak Kyai let mother Maryam and doctor Malik sit down.
"Sorry sir Kyai, there is still a lot of work in the boutique, so I have not had time to visit, oh yes our arrival here wants to return the Rose merchandise left in my son's car yesterday", said Miss Maryam expressed her intention to come.
"Right sir Kyai, I'm afraid the Roses are confused looking for him" said Malik's doctor.
"Yes let's meet the rose" said Pak Kyai.
They got into the car and headed for the Rose cottage.
After the car got closer to the cottage, it was seen that many mother mothers roared in the Rose cottage.
The rose calms them.
Doctor Malik stopped the car.
Miss Maryam, Mr. Kyai and doctor Malik got out of their car.
They heard a little of the mother's conversation with the Rose.
"Roses..!!, anyway I do not want to know, you have promised my order between yesterday" said one of the mothers in front of the Rose.
"Yes the Rose, where is our message.??" said another.
Doctor Malik approached the Rose and stood beside him carrying a large package of Mukenah owned by the Rose.
"O mother, please calm down, I bring your order, so definitely all part" said doctor Malik to calm the mother who was angry.
The rose is bowed only with tears dripping.
They took their orders one by one.
"Oh, this face was accidentally left in my car, preferably before angry mother listen first explanation Rose, did she ever disappoint mother's order all this time..??", malik defended the rose.
Mothers look at each other.
They finally admit their mistakes and apologize.
"Sorry Rose, we didn't listen to your explanation first, we should have thought, you never let down our order" said one mother.
"It's okay" said the Rose, wiping away her tears.
"This is the money, yes Roses, we prefer it as a Rose request, do not refuse yes, we excuse it", said the mother and passed away.
"Thank you mother" said Rose with relief.
Doctor Malik, who had been staring at the rose, was awakened by the hand of the mother on his shoulder.
"Malikk..!!!", said her mother who seemed to know the contents of her child's heart.
Doctor Malik only blushed in front of his mother.
"Thank you" said Rose with a sweet smile but with a slightly lowered face unwilling to look at the man in front of her.
"Oh yes Roses introduce, this is Miss Maryam, mother son Malik, they are here to see you" said Pak kyai introduced Miss Maryam.
The rose kissed Maryam's hand and let them in.
"Please come in, I call your mother first" said Roses into his mother's room.
While in the room, Mbak Lastri immediately wiped his tears and pretended to sleep, so that Roses did not see him hear and had to cry lamenting the fate of the Roses.
"The bus is still sleeping" said Rose back out of his mother's room, not bothering her mother who was resting.
He went to the kitchen to make drinks for his guests.
"Sorry buk, my mother is sleeping" said Roses, bringing tea from the kitchen.
"Iyaa gpp Rose", said the mother doctor Malik.
"Let's please have tea" said Mawar to invite his guests to a tea.
"Thank you, Roses, oh yes, it's your other face.???" said Maryam, pointing at the pile of faces beside the sewing machine.
" Yes buk", said the Rose.
"May I see it.??" said Maryam's mother rising from her seat.
"Let's buk please", said the Rose showed some of his homemade face.
Miss Maryam looked carefully at the face of the rose.
He was amazed at the coming of the rose.
The model is trendy, beautiful decoration, neat seams.
Mr. Kyai and doctor Malik smiled at the proximity of the Rose and Maryam.
"Sir Malik, it looks like your mami likes Roses" said Pak Kyai.
"Is it really Mr. kyai ..?" said Malik.
"Yes, aren't you also interested in Roses.??" said Pak Kyai provoking the honesty of doctor Malik.
Doctor Malik just smiled.
"God willing, sir, may there be a way from Allah" said doctor Malik to answer Pak kyai's question.
Hearing Malik's reply, Pak Kyai was increasingly convinced that Malik's doctor liked the Rose.
He also smiled happily.
"Hopefully, Malik, hopefully" said Pak Kyai patted Malik's shoulder.
If it wasn't for the face made by the Rose left in my car, I couldn't have seen the Rose so soon.
And if it wasn't for her mama being interested in seeing the mukenah of the Roses, her mama wouldn't have rushed to visit the pesantren and offered her cooperation with the Roses, which might be one reason I can meet the Roses more often, he said, murmured doctor Malik in the heart.
May this be God's path.
