Last Tasbih

Blessing Croquet

Love walks gontai, back again to the river. He had to finish, a pending job.

A few hours later, the clothes were washed. Love is in a hurry to dry it. Love still has to go to the market, to sell snacks that he makes. On the way, Love meets Bilqis and Fatihah.

"Assalamualaikum Cinta." said Fatihah and Bilqis.

"Waalaikumus'salam." replied Love.

"Will you go to the market again?" tanyakanya.

"Yes, I have to sell my wares." replied Love.

"But you look pale." Bilqis has just realized.

"Yes, you just rest." - timpal Fatihah.

"I can't, I have to keep selling." said Love.

"We have known you for a long time, it must be because of Asha's mother." replied Bilqis.

"Let us sell your merchandise" added Fatihah.

"If I go home, I'll be told to go too." said Love.

"Don't go home, just go back to our house." replied Bilqis.

Love was ushered away to Bilqis' house, and Bilqis and Fatihah went to the market together. A few minutes later, they arrived.

"Ukhty, two croquettes" Stifen said.

"Yes, wait a minute." Fatihah put the croquettes into the plastic.

When it was finished, Bilqis gave it to Stifen. The middle-aged woman next to him, looked already impatient to try.

"Stiffen, we sit there first yuk." Zahra pointed at the chair.

"Yes Ma, wait a minute." Stifen is receiving the change.

Zahra took the food in plastic, then put it in her mouth slowly. Stifen was also curious, how the croquet felt.

"MasyaAllah, how delicious the snacks." praise Stifen.

"They're beautiful, smart again to make this. How about telling them to take this food to your palm mill" replied Zahra proposing the idea.

"You, praise your turn" replied Zahra.

Stifen and Zahra immediately approached the sales place, Bilqis and also Fatihah.

"Ukhty, can we order this chicken croquet?" ask Stifen.

"Sorry, this is a friend's meal. We just help sell it, and we also trade in the market." Fatihah explained.

"May I have the phone number of my friend Ukhty?" ask Stifen.

"Our friends don't have cell phones. If you want, let me keep it on my phone. I'll ask him first, maybe not." replied Fatihah.

"Well, it's okay, it's my number 08xxxxxxxxxx." Stifen said.

"It's been saved yes aky." replied Fatihah.

"Syukron ukhty, tell him I ordered 100 croquettes of his chickens" Stifen said.

"Yes aky" replied Fatihah.

Stifen and Zahra leave immediately, from the market. They're going back home.

"Mama, there's an assignment at the village office. Just take it, Mama to it." Pinta Zahra.

"Yes Ma." replied Stifen.

”Until this second, I even thought the same woman. Who is the name of the girl, whose sandals were washed away earlier.” Inner Stifen.

Stifen pulled the car over, then Zahra got off. After that Stifen drove his car, to his palm oil factory.

Fatihah and Bilqis have arrived home, coincidentally the house is close together. Love is seen standing in the doorway.

"Assalamualaikum Cinta." said Fatihah and Bilqis together.

"Waalaikumus'salam." replied Love.

"Eh Love, your chicken croquet is selling well. Even to order again." said Bilqis.

"Thank God, thank God. Thank you, too, for both of you." replied Love.

Fatihah and Bilqis smiled at each other, then both hugged Love tightly.