
They actually know the light that includes residents there, but they are tempted by the money given radit so still bring sharief and light to the house of Pak lurah.
"Sir lurah, get out first, look at your people who did pervert at the guard post" shouted one of the residents, and many residents who came out of his house because they heard a noise outside.
Pak Lurah immediately went out of the house, he was also surprised what residents flocked to his house
"There's what's crowded, and this is why we want the light to be pushed" said Mr. Lurah.
"Look at the behavior of this pious woman, polluting our religion and village, they did pervert at the patrol post" said one resident.
"Kok can there be a pervert, in the post, indeed you go anywhere, whether there is no one at all who takes care, and whether you have seen it yourself" said Pak lurah firmly.
"It's just arak around the village sir, the basis of sok alim, the holy sook in fact walk" said the mother who did not like the light.
"Huuu, right sir"another.
"We hear first their word do not be a vigilante" Pak lurah calmed down.
"Son of light exactly what's going on?"ask oak lurah.
"Sir, everything they said was a lie, he didn't know this father, he was rained on his way home from work, all wet clothes, so it just so happened that this father was there too, he saw my clothes all wet, all wet,and loaned this jacket to aya, we did nothing, even sitting we were far away sir, he said honestly sir" said the light explained the actual incident.
"Yes, sir was right, said mbak aya, we just met there, and did not know each other" added syarief.
"Where to confess the thief, our 10 men who testified that they were perverts there, and we caught them" said one of the 10 men.
"Gundul Saja sir and arak around the village, so as to be used as an example by other residents"
"Make them, so that they will not commit adultery again"
"Just turn from our village street women, this cheapness, which has made our village disgrace, where the origin is also unclear"
there are so many words of people who are pumping each other without looking for the right evidence.
"nyesel I learned salaried from her, I think she's a good girl well, turned out to be wild, what exactly does she not work at the diner but, dimly lit ya".
"It's enough, we don't have enough evidence, you don't be a vigilante" Pak Lurah pacified his people.
"Sir, we proof and witness, what is still not believed, it's better that Pak lurah just come down so our lurah if we can not keep this village and complex"
"Yes, that's right, the other "Jawab.
Pak Haji also came, he got a report from one of his students.
"that's mr. Kyai, we heard first he said, which is the best for everything" said Pak Lurah once again.
Pak Lurah explained the problem, the problem of citizens and light.
Mr. kyai mangosteen mangosteen, he approached the syarief.
"Son, who?"
"Syarief sir yes" replied the polite syarief.
"Where do you live?"ask mr. yai
"Family married?"ask mr. yai again
"Yet,pak" replied syarief.
"Look son syarief, you also already know how the response of the citizens here, as well as the honor of the light, he is only an orphan, lived a piece of kara, father knows both morals and personality, he said,but because some people even swear that you have done the forbidden thing, then you ask the sharief son, take responsibility for everything, you also do not know what is right and wrong, he said,only the all-knowing God, how son, are you willing to marry for light, may this be the path God chooses for you, and you are the chosen soul mate" said Pak Kyai.
"Aamiin, bismillahrahmanirrahim, with the intention of worship and with the permission of Allah I will marry mbak light, may, as the name implies light, will be the light of my life" replied the sharief firmly
"Aamiin" replied Pak kyai and pak lurah while others just listened.
"Let's go to the mosque and rohim, try to call pak arman penghulu who lives in the next complex, and we go to the mosque, we do the ijab there" said Pak Kyai.
Bu nyai who happened to come there also brought light to his house.
"Sir aya, you change clothes first yes, cook the bride wear wet clothes like this, mother there is a former wedding kebaya ustadzah hanif, you can wear, it looks like your size is almost the same"
bu nyai and ustadzah hanif who is Pak kyai's son-in-law invites light to the house and dress the light.
"With Aya exactly what happened, we know who you are, and it is impossible to do what they accuse" Hanif said.
"Yes, it just so happened that me and my father, Mas mas were in the same shelter, and he saw all the wet clothes, so the mas lent him his jacket that's just ustadzah"
"You are patient, son, may the son of a syarief be the soul mate that God chooses for you, he seems a good young man son"bu nyai comforted.
"And the handsome aya"goda hanif.
"Light just blushed in shame over Hanif's temptation just now.
after finishing dressed thinly, they brought light to the mosque, the citizens of the women sneered the light was exhausted, but the opposite adam kicked the admiration of the creation of this one god, the people of this one,in their hearts they regretted their actions, but only for the money of a million each they were willing to lie.
Sharief looked at his future wife in amazement, in his heart he said.
"God willing, she is beautiful and as the name implies the light shines"the inner syarief.
The light sat beside the sharief, the penghulu also present.
Mr. Kyai who will be the guardian for the light because he already has no parents.already almost 2 years, the light lives in the complex, and he never neko neko, a well-mannered and kind teenage girl.
"It's ready, and the dowry" asked the ruler.
sharief, issued 1 million rupiah as his dowry, and took off a necklace, a gift from his late mother.
"Sorry only this dowry that can be syarief give to dik light, a necklace relic of my mother, as well as the money amounted to 1 million rupiah, God willing.
Pak Penghulu recorded the dowry and wrote their names in a book, which will later be made into a marriage book.
"Nak sharief, son of light, this will be your wedding book, sorry there are no photos because suddenly, later can be your own photo, for the letter, son Syarief and light can be deposited into the civil record yes, can be,guardian of the light?"ask penghulu.
"I will be the guardian of pengulu sir, the light of an orphan, and the judge I take" insisted Pak Kyai.
"Please mr. kyai"penghulu asks mr. kyai to take over.