Lord, Accept My Repentance

Gonna Get Married

We are now gathered in the kitchen for dinner after Magrib prayers, Mama also joined the meal together because she felt better.

"Ma ... next week, Rangga will ngelamar one girl," said Bang Rangga which was enough to surprise us.

"Huh? Do you have a boyfriend?" mama asked who was really surprised by what Bang Rangga said just now.

"Don't tell me, brother's dating, huh?" farhan asked full of probes.

"God! It's good you have!" ketus Bang Rangga did not want to be accused like that.

"Rangga met with one girl yesterday after Zuhur prayer and somehow Rangga immediately liked her.

Apparently, he's a place of cooperation Rangga. The difference is he is on the second floor while Rangga is on the first floor.

Rangga asked about him as well as know about him, and right back from the office Rangga ventured to ask.

She's still single and no one's heard of Ta'aruf. So, the plan Rangga will take ta'aruf or if necessary next week directly apply him," explained Bang Rangga makes us all finally understand.

"So fast?" asked Farhan who seemed a little unsure of his brother's decision.

"Yes, why not? What is the long-standing commitment? If we are both sure and feel suitable, the choice is only two; give certainty together, or let go of each other."

"Mama support what you want, but .. have her meet Mama first tomorrow. Mama also needs to know before you are sure to take her name to a more serious level.

Feeling a mother will never be wrong, so let Mom meet her and then you decide to approve you or not with her later," Mama said, making the three of us look at Mama.

"Good, Ma. Sunday Rangga will take him or tell him to come here."

Mama nodded and smiled at Abang, I just listened from their conversation.

Confused to have to oppose or ask what, no matter how the decision Bang Rangga wanted to marry a woman who was not too well known by him.

"Honey," called Mama while I looked down at the rice.

"Darling," called Mama again and made me look up because no one said anything.

"Eh, Mama call me?" my many who were confused by their gazes all pointed at me.

"Hahaha, are you daydreaming?"

"No, Ma, no" I replied, shaking my head.

"Why was he just silent? Bang Rangga 'would tell you a little surprising," said Mama made me glance at Bang Rangga.

I just squeaked and scratched my itchy forehead, "Where do you think Nazwa?" bang Rangga's question made me round my eyes in shock.

"Wh-what's Bang?" gelagapku. I don't know why, I'm a little bit hard to concentrate right now and keep quiet more.

"Give input to this brother of yours."

"Mm .. according to Nazwa, you don't have to rush to marry him. If it's a soul mate, it's not going anywhere. Do not be sorry later because you only know the nature and attitude of the original.

Get to know first, find out about him from family, friends and friends also see him what is appropriate and suitable to be a wife and mother.

Brother asked him how he was, what would be ordered even though the order was not against religion.

If he can't be ruled, then it will be difficult with you later. Ask also, whether he after marriage wants to stop working or not and match with the will of Brother," said I give input to Bang Rangga.

Mama smiled with her lips glaring at me, Abang also nodded while Farhan he stared at me dumbly.

"What's Farhan? Did I say it wrong?" tanyaku looked towards Farhan which made Mama and Bang Rangga look towards the man.

Suddenly they both laughed while Farhan was flirting because I asked him like that.

Sit down, tell each other stories and watch television together. The phone that I had taken from the room first rang making me stare at the number listed.

"Assalamualaikum, hello. What's the matter, doctor?" ask me when it was the psychologist who called this number.

"Girishalam, Nazwa. Wah.... have dared to speak long, yes?" ask the doctor with a puck.

"Doctor," I replied.

"Oh, yes, I just wanted to say and sorry to bother you at night. Will you be able to come to the hospital tomorrow? I can't come to your house. Again there is business," said the doctor from sebrang made me look at Mama who had been watching me.

"Mmm .. See tomorrow, yes, doctor. If I can't, don't have to be checked. I'll be checked again sometime."

"Eh, I can't do that. Let you get well soon."

"All right doctor."

"Yaudah, good night, beautiful."

"Good night doctor."

Tut!

I turned the phone off and put it back on the table, "What's the matter, honey?" mama rubbed my head.

"The doctor can't come here, Ma."

"Well, why?" mama asked by raising one eyebrow.

"So there's more business in the hospital like that."

"Yaudah, you were delivered to Farhan. All he wants to find or wonder about the campus here," tell Mama who I see directly towards Farhan.

"Yes, same with me. No papa, really," said Farhan, as if he did not mind.

I nod my head, sometimes I feel a burden in this family. Often times do chaos and trouble.

However, I still could not get far because only those who loved me were so sincere. It's not that Mom and Dad don't want to take care.

But if they are the same. I was forced to be cared for by Bibik later as I used to live in Daddy's luxurious house.

"You're sleeping in Mama's room, aren't you?"

I smiled and nodded quickly, "Alright, tomorrow too Mama will wash your hair. Let it fit right to the hospital."

I hugged Mama so tightly my happy sign because of it, "Let's Ma, thank you so much!"

"Eh, why did Nazwa sleep with Mama?" timpal Farhan is still hearing our conversation.

"Yes, why? Do you want to sleep with your mom?" mama asked me sniggeringly to hear Mama Farhan's debate.

Salat Isya has been done, I who was in Mama's room immediately went up to the bed.

Mama was still praying while I was making my face, Mama was staring at me as I was also staring at Mama.

"Here's my darling!" mama patted her thigh telling me to lie down with my head on her thigh.

I walked over and put my head down according to Mama's orders, Mama's soft hands stroking my hair.

As my tears fell, "Why are you? Did anyone get a headache?" mama asked, looking worried when I looked at her face.

I shook my head and smiled, "One of the most beautiful gifts that God gave to Nazwa for being met with this kind of Mama" I said in a hoarse voice holding back the cry.