Love Zainab

The Unwanted Guest

That afternoon the sky was clear, representing from the heart of a Dita who was going to visit the residence of Joseph. This was one of his attempts to take a Joseph's heart, perhaps easily entering his heart. Even if not, by approaching the Mother, Dita can get support. How thought.

Previously, Dita bought the fruit first. If the effort is not half-way, this is good intention. Who knows the outcome will also be according to the request of the heart.

Maybe this is a silly thing that Dita has done, before she never chased men to a stage that she thought demeaned the dignity of a Radita Hilma Dewi. Joseph was different to the others. In addition to handsome, the piety of Joseph was able to make Dita almost confused because it could not withstand his charm.

Dita must try harder, otherwise Sofia will first get Joseph's heart. But Zainab is the true rival, whom He must beware.

"Assalamualaik."

"Getishalam." Tina's mom came to greet him. "Who's looking, son?." Ask.

"Yusuf exists? I'm Dita, Fellow Teacher at school."

Ms. Tina was a little surprised. Just this time there was a girl who dared to visit a man's house. Alone anyway.

"Oh Nak Dita is Yusuf's friend. Come in and sit down." Take Miss Tina.

"This is Ma'am I brought souvenirs." Proposing paper bag ash color.

"Thank you, so troublesome like this. I'll make you a drink first."

Dita nodded her head while smiling. It's a good start, he thought.

Dita was glued to see a family photo hanging on the wall. A harmonious family picture. The two men in black suits must be father and son. And there Bu Tina uses her age-style kebaya with jibab of matching colors. A beautiful girl in a brocade dress looks so sweet, it must be Joseph's sister. Envy of seeing her, Mama and Papa had long since separated. He chose to lay out his own life, caught off guard by the fighting He had to hear every day, even though He had already closed both ears.

"Son Dita." The voice of the call surprised Dita. And awaken his daydream.

"Oh I-yes, Mom." Dita put a smile on her lips.

"That's a picture of our family, even though you have already gone to face the Khalik, but the memories in this photo and during his life, have made Mother feel happy because she had lived life with him. And this is Rere, Joseph's brother. " Pointing a picture of Rere smiling." Bu Tina explained.

They both sat back. Ms. Tina provides warm tea and pastries. Bu Tina caught Dita's wet wailing looking for a figure who has not appeared since the trunk of his nose.

"Sorry, Son Dita. Joseph is resting. She's feeling a little unwell."

"Ohh, yes ma'am it's okay." The light of his face turned grim. There is disappointment in fulfilling it.

"Let's drink the tea first." Tawar Bu Tina's.

Dita took the warm tea that was served to her. Slowly shred. The tea was indeed sweet, but the taste turned bitter, wanting to taste he vented his disappointment. Is Joseph deliberately avoiding, by not wanting to meet him. It felt like a failure, but the struggle had just begun. Or he too early to conclude.

They talk, like a self-knowledge. Dita who did not feel awkward, freely introduced who she was, and how the relationship between Him and Joseph in school.

"Yusuf is like that. But he is also a loving person."

"Yes, Mom. So I like Joseph." Dita, who felt overwhelmed because she could not control herself, immediately covered her mouth with both hands.

Bu Tina smiled at Dita's statement, before she had guessed that the girl in front of her liked her son. If it were not possible He would have traveled a considerable distance, only to meet Joseph. It is possible if you do not expect a reciprocated heart.

Shame is not a bitch. Now that he could no longer linger in the house, he immediately excused himself.

"Then I go home. I'm afraid of being on the road." Her request.

"Well, be careful on the road."

Dita immediately moved from her seat. He still saw a direction coming, hoping that Joseph would want to meet him even if only for a moment. This heart cannot shut itself to hide behind feelings.

"I'll go home first, Mom. Give my regards to Joseph." Dita kissed the back of Tina's mother's hand. "Assalamualaik."

"Getishalam."

Dita drove her car, out of the yard of Joseph's house, breaking up a crowded street. The sky began to inflate, the ring painted the sky beautifully, but not with Dita's heart full of disappointed strokes. He was like an unwanted guest.

Dita squeezes her steering wheel, trying to raise her spirits again.

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"Why don't you want to see him?."

"Yusuf won't give him hope, ma'am. Joseph was afraid that it would hurt his heart. Especially if it is a feeling. Better, Joseph avoided from the beginning, than Dita concluded that Joseph had opened his heart to him, but only considered him no more." Joseph explains the reason. He knew that Dita had put her heart on him. Joseph was not interested in the woman.

The mother was perfumed for the attitude and decision of her son. He knew, Dita did have a beautiful face, but that was not the benchmark for her son to make her a son-in-law.

"But at least you don't behave like that. Dita must be offended. Brought a good, beautiful boy. Are you not interested in him?."

Yusuf scolded. "Does Mom want Dita as a daughter-in-law?."

"Will marry you, who lives your home life as well. If Dita is not the right choice to be a wife, it means not yet a match. Anyone will be Mom's daughter-in-law, as long as she can make you happy."

"Thank you, Mom. I understand." Joseph put his head in the mother's lap.

"A mother must know what her child is feeling. I always pray for the best."

"Tomorrow Insha Allah, Joseph will visit the house of Ustadz Aaron. Hopefully he can help find a future wife."

"Yes, go. I hope the do'a-do'a is granted soon. I've wanted to have a grandchild." Bu Tina made a cradling gesture, shadowing the baby there.

Yusuf smiled at what his mother was doing.

"It turns out here, Rere repeatedly saluted but no one answered." Rere jokingly entered and sat at the bedside after kissing the backs of Mother and Joseph.

"It must be about the wife-to-be. Is there a Mas?"

"Just do it." Pinta Yusuf's.

"Surely." Tukas Rere's.

"Mom, Rere can't date?"

The question made Joseph interested. "Mas does not test you for dating. It's a sin, Re. Not allowed in islam." Joseph was suddenly firm.

"Rere asked Mom, not Joseph." Rere sniffed while shaking his mouth.

"Listen to what your Mas said, the courtship is not allowed. Later zina, there are many tubs of events pregnant out of wedlock. I don't want that to happen to you, Mom's girl."

"Mom always supported Joseph. I love Joseph more than Rere."

"Rere, speak the truth to Mom. Since when have you been so disrespectful?." Joseph began to raise his voice.

The mood is a little tense. Bu Tina looked at the girl with her shady face. Rere looked down, still feeling annoyed.

"Mother never chose love, either to Mas Yusuf or Rere. You two are the most precious treasures. Dear mother Rere, where maybe a mother will act unfairly towards her children. I'm sad if Rere says something like that." Grabbing Rere san's hand rubbing it.

"Mother's child is a teenager, it is natural to have a sense of liking to the opposite sex. It has become human nature. We must be able to control and react to it so that it is not misguided. Neither Mother nor Mas Yusuf want you to get hurt, later if it is time you will understand" he said again.

Rere raised his head to look at his mother's face. Regretful to look, his words hurt.

"Sorry Rere yes, ma'am. Sorry too, Mom. Pinta Rere was sincere, aware of her mistake but it took her time to digest her mother's words of advice.

Joseph nodded his head slowly. Even though Rere's been sitting in High School, but she's a girl who's still innocent. It is only natural that Joseph was worried about his association at school. Afraid if He chose the wrong person to be a friend let alone a friend.

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