Lurah Pondokku Candidate My Husband

33. Farewell

Today I plan to go back to Cirebon. Our marriage is a week away, so I have to start fasting, so that the call, said the old man. I was escorted by Pak Lurahku, my future husband.

Early in the morning he had met Mr. Kiai, asking for his permission. Mas Ali felt he had to guarantee my safety to get home, so he insisted on taking me home. We went home on my bike, later he returned to Purwokerto by public bus.

"Let's eat first, yuk! Hungry this!" I asked when we got out of Purwokerto.

"Yes, we'll find a food stall!" abugn.

I hugged his waist. It was nice to travel together like this. Our meeting time is short every day. It must also be smart to steal time.

Who would have thought, my decision to go to bed, even made me meet my soul mate. Though from the beginning I went to college, I was most anti with the name of the boarding school.

Maybe yes, our fate has been arranged. Death, death, and fortune are all the business of God. I loved Majid for years but not together, met Mas Ali, in just a matter of months, and now I'm getting married. What a divine secret.

After finding a food stall, we stopped for a moment, then ate together.

"Honey, tomorrow we go back to Sulawesi. Want to work there. You said yesterday, wanting a wedding dowry comes from the work of Mas!"

"Well we have a week's wedding, why go home anyway? Will you come back here again?" ask me while pouting.

"Yes dong, baby! Mas will be back with the Mas family, all attending our wedding. You'll be fine, don't be naughty!" the message while stroking my head.

"At best, I'll be naughty there!" my lips.

"Trust me the same! Come back to Sulawesi to meet your expectations, baby! Find money for dowry. We returned two days before our wedding. Don't worry about me!" he said convince me.

"Yes, let's continue our journey. Later Mas return to Purwokerto" I said.

"Yes, come!" he said, then went to the cashier and paid for our food.

Mas Ali never let me pay for my own food when we ate together. But I'm the one who sometimes doesn't feel good, likes to change payin if he's off guard.

Couples need to understand each other. Give and take each other. Let no one be harmed. He's a wandering kid, away from his parents, so I don't have the same kind of him sometimes.

After a 4-hour drive, we finally arrived at my house. He just drove me home, talked to my parents for a while, then back to Purwokerto.

"I want to say goodbye, the plan is tomorrow I will return first to Sulawesi. Pick up my family. They will come to attend our wedding later!"

"Be careful on the road, greetings to your parents, yes!" message from Mamah and Papahku.

Mas Ali delivered Papahku to Gebang market. Me and Mas Ali only met to say goodbye for about five minutes, he immediately left.

After Mas Ali left, my Mom went to see me in my room.

"From tomorrow should start fasting mutih, huh? Let's go on stage and be beautiful!" mamahku.

"Yes, Mah! I'm gonna take a break, so tired!" I went to bed until Ashar arrived.

dreeeeetttt

When I woke up, there was an incoming message notification.

"Again what? Just split up for a second already missed!" a message from Ali.

"Just woke up." I replied.

"Ko kangen not in reply?" tanyakanya.

"Just met earlier, the time is gone anyway? You king of the dragons!" my answer.

"Hmmm" I replied.

"Cock just Hmmmmm?" tanyakanya.

"What do you want to answer?" my answer.

'Duh, this if it is served continuously will not stop!' bathinku. I deactivated my phone and took a shower and prayed ashar.

After the ashar prayer, I helped Mamah to guard the stall. If this clock is a lot of customers. My mother is kind, careful, likes to help others. So many customers are shopping with Mamahku.

"Your sister's coming home in two days. Again there are tests he said." said Mamahku.

"Yes, Mah! It's okay." I saw Papah was back from the garden. After driving Mas Ali to Gebang market, Papahku directly to the garden.

My parents worked as farmers, had rice mills, had sembako stalls, too. Thank God my parents managed to raise all their children from there.

"Well, is everything ready?" my many.

"Yes, tomorrow is just an invitation." replied mamah on the sidelines serving customers.

"So Nur got married on the 14th?" ask my neighbor who is shopping.

"God willing, please pray, may all be well!" my answer.

"Amien! Yes, auntie came home first. Get ready for a trade tomorrow at school!" said the aunt.

"Nur, yesterday Aditya came here. He's protesting about you killing him unilaterally. He said you were too much." said Mamahku, when the stall was deserted.

"Leave it, Mah! Don't put him rich! Just make it short!" reply upset.

I went to my room instead of talking about Aditya. Still upset it feels about the accident problem first. He did me harm, but it was my parents who told me to bear all his faults.

His parents had absolutely no good faith for an apology mibra or anything. Said the Kiai family, minus behavior! That's it, Mamah said, his uncle likes to take rice without paying. Just piss off.

Not only is the family sassy like that, especially if it has become a family? I am lazy to think about it even though.

I've decided to marry Mas Ali. Although our meeting was brief, I was sure that he would be my priest and father to our children.

I still have doubts about his parents. Will they be able to accept me as their daughter-in-law? I've never met them.

In the past when the beginning of ta'aruf with Mas Ali, asked to be reunited with his parents, Mas Ali refused, on the grounds that his parents were far, outside the island of Java. What do you want in words? I cannot impose my own will.

Dreeeeett

"Mas has reached Purwokerto. Now you are ready to go to Surabaya to Sulawesi. Get on the plane from there. Please pray for a smooth journey to the destination and return safely on our wedding day!"

My heart warmed as I read her brief message. He wants to fight for our love. Even the ocean she's crossing for my sake. I did ask him to give a dowry from his work. Do not know why you have to go all the way to Sulawesi just to work.

"Be careful, Mom!" my answer.

"You too, take care of your heart for me! Watch out don't be naughty!" the message.

"Yes!" my answer.

It's night time, I should go to bed soon, because later I have to wake up for sahur. Tomorrow I have to start fasting. So you have to wake up in the middle of the night for sahur, let the fast be strong.