Mother to My Son

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Hasna POV's

The night the Big Family of Father Iwan and Mama Merin gathered at home, the atmosphere of the house felt very warm, Mama Aunt Ningsih's sister was still in small children and did not want to sit still. Especially because it was always bullied by Emran, until I screamed until dizzy to hear it. If her younger sister Mama Aunt Tri just married 2 years ago and has no children.

Finally I decided to go to the room first, tomorrow the condition of the body must be fresh and not to lack sleep. Not 15 minutes of falling heard a knock on the door.

“Na.. have bobo?” turns out Dad

“Yet, just a drop. Go in just not locked” I immediately sit.

Dad went into the room, still wearing the sarong and taqwa clothes that were worn earlier to the mosque.

“Daddy is not sleepy? Still on a penny chatting yah?” ask me to see your father's face that looks fresh.

“Iya when else can gini gathering, last on come rich gini 5 years ago well, fitting father same mama you want to go for Hajj. Almost woke up bad luck” dad scratched his head considering the incident 5 years ago.

At that time everyone was busy chatting until 1 pm, but the father must have left for the gathering point of Hajj departure at 5 am, and everyone fell asleep just woke up at dawn. Really excited because along with almost 10 more people competing to go to the bathroom that there are only 2, fortunately not left by the Hajj guidance group. Though the father there became the leader of the group, you can imagine the excitement of the group because the chairman did not come.

The funny father still calm when it comes bad luck. When people in the storm asked why the father to misfortune, the father immediately replied he shaved the mustache first to worry about later disturbing the Hajj pilgrimage he said. Pas I see and it turns out that the mustache of the father so short, but fitting depart from home is still long.

“When do I shave my mustache? The feeling was still long” me that time

“So right in the car, I told Angga who drove my dad to shave his mustache so there was a reason late..hihihi”.

“Teh it mustache dad who is in the car please throw it well, but do not go to the garbage can, to the plants at home, let it be compost and cold mustache”

“Say later will be fast longer the length of the mustache, if often watered”

And now this Mr. Mustache has been sitting on the side of the bed while busy spinning a mustache that has grown perfectly, thanks to the water of rice by Ema during the pilgrimage father.

“Dad wants to see you before going to bed, tomorrow mah teteh already does not belong to father anymore” said father while rubbing my head.

“Ayaaah mah don't say so dong, I keep father's son, my last name will remain Kartaatmaja not be Bratadireja”. I immediately hugged my father, it turns out Mr. Mustache again melow want to be left with his favorite daughter.

Long time dad hugging and kissing my hair.

“Besok mah want to hug the same nyium you gini must take command MC tea, please son sungkem to parents to ask for prayer and blessing” said father imitating MC

“Daddy likes to watch, they are rich lying tea nyiumnya..basa stale, maybe embarrassed if the cry, I am afraid tomorrow cry, moustache dad until wet” dad laughs while glassy.

“Aaahhhhh just so sadhhh.” I immediately cry tears flowing, father tuh if sad still could just drill.

“Udah ah don't be sad later scolded by Mama you, she said don't disturb teteh later cry her eyes swollen tomorrow so ugly makeup” Daddy wiped tears on my cheek.

“Teh tomorrow father has not yet made ijab kabul” suddenly father nyeletuk.

“Hahhh emang must be diapalin?” I said while shrinking tears.

“Daddy is afraid of being wrong.. used to be a groggy father until it is wrong to say the same marriage time Mama kamu”.

“Hahhhh wrong how? How I don't know the story” I immediately changed position sitting want to hear the story of the father of the contract.

“Iya because I've said the same Mama do not say shame because it's up to 2 times repeated, fitting third time new bener”

“Haaah..hahahahah how the story” I immediately sat up straight.

“Iya right fit tuh Aki Amir first who started the marriage contract by stating ijab ” Ananda Iwan bin Kartaatmaja, and, I marry and marry you to my daughter Merina bint Amir with a dowry set of prayer tools and gold weighing 35 grams, kas”

“Owhh is his name Ijab read by female parents?” ask Hasna

“Iya trus next answered or kabul by groom” Dad while messing around shy.

“Trus father answer what?” I'm getting impatient

“Because of nervous dad so wrong word kabulannya right mustnya “ I received marriage and marriage Merina Binti Amir with her mascawinnya that is above cash.”

“Dad even said what” I'm getting impatient while smiling.

“Dad instead said “iyaah” while melengos

“Whahahahahhahahaha…. Play it hard can't wait….. Hahahhaha.. Good thing I wasn't there” I immediately laughed.

“Salah twice more..” said father sadly.

“Haaaah wrong twice .. whahahaha his mistake talking what dad” said me while shrinking tears.

“Kan because of the wrong people in the laughs of his predecessor trus telling dad to repeat Aki Amir's words, later people will say martyr if it's true”

“Trus?”

“Trus father more nervous right, who keinget same father just last speech aj” replied his father's face still melengos sad, like the real Emran aseli just different in a mustache only.

“Last sayings how hihihi” I am not strong want to laugh anymore.

“Iya .. pas Aki Amir said paid tuuunaii... father instead said syahh” said Dad while he heard shy grin…

“Whahahaaahahahahah ouh father humiliate hahahahah said father pinter great memory, kok to forget the speech ijab kabul”

“Iya father also did not understand, where the Mama nyubitin stomach again, until sick” Dad rubbed his stomach remembering the heartbreaking past.

“If you already have a teteh, surely I ask you to write a note so I do not forget”

“Makanya so that tomorrow do not forget father want to record it, in history I do not want to repeat again mistakes until misfit akad”

“Hahahahhaha dad mangkanging if the one who called ijab longer well, must call the dowry all...hahahahhaha” my words make dad more nervous.

“What's your dowry?” ask dad…

“Ehhhh yes Hasna did not want... hahahahha used to be asked by Mas Reza, if Hasna wants a dowry, what, Hasna answered what yah forgot” I tried to remember the dowry requested to Mas Reza but still forgot. I used to call it a lot of money, but at that time it was a dowry, not very religious.

“Lupa yah later I ask him and he” replied I calm father.

“Please tea is written in paper, so that tomorrow you just read” Daddy looks sad because he is worried about repeating the same mistake.

Come to think of it, I will only attend kabul ijab 2 times, which is when marrying Mama and when marrying me, the pantesan father looks stressed apparently want to erase the mistakes in the past.

“I send the same message Mas Reza now so as not to forget”, I said while taking HP.

I heard the door open and Mama came in.

“Apaan anyway just before his laughter until very hard, pamali tea late tomorrow you marry again istigfar ih... “ Mama directly sat next to me.

“Iya astagfirullah aziem, astagfirullah aziem, astagfirullah aziem” said I was not consciously laughing until very loud.

“Ngetawain what the hell until his voice was horrified into the middle room, said Aunty AI must have Hasna again reported the same bodor-bodor father actually aja” Mama apparently kepo as well.

“That's mah dad story about the wrong marriage contract” said while laughing giggling especially see the father who clamps more and more in front of Mama.

“Owh yesaa thishhh aki-aki humiliating iiiihhhh...” Mama immediately beat my father with a pillow on the bed.

“Aduuuh udah atu mah, right the third time mah not wrong” dad directly protects his head from the attack of Mama's pillow.

“Kumis weh baplang, pas ijab kabul wrong until repeated twice, bari jeung pas the second time to say shah nateh tarik deui..hadeeeuuh Mama until shocked tea… suddenly the father spoke SYAHH... ihhh... nikakeun gustiiiii” Mama directly beat the father again with a pillow.

whiskers aja paplang, pas ijab kabul until repeated twice, while still wrong also fit the second time trus hard again talking, hadeuh Mama to the shock of tea, suddenly the father talking SYAHH.... iiihhhh. - Shame on God"

“Udah atu mah kasian father, so dad here also ask the lattice ijab kabul so that not wrong tomorrow” I directly protect the father kasian see his mustache which immediately sagged down.

“Come now father sleeps, do not let tomorrow misadventure trus panic, trus forget again fitting ijab kabul” Mama immediately pull father stand.

“Teteh now sleep, don't mind much. Ijab kabul Reza's business with dad, let them later who take care” Mama immediately pulled dad out of the room.

Hahahaha it's funny to see Dad and Mama always compact and protect each other, hopefully I can like that.

I immediately remembered to send a message to Mr. Reza about the dowry.

“Mas. Earlier I wanted to prepare for ijab kabul so as not to forget”

“If the dowry is I don't know”

It also went unanswered for more than 10 minutes and I almost fell asleep until a message came in.

“Why indeed?”

“Daddy wants to be written ifab kabulnya so do not forget to be not nervous he said tomorrow”

“His mating did I want to write it now”

“Tomorrow I'll give dad his note”

“What is her dowry”

“Yah wait aja tomorrow”...

　

Ihhhhh nyebelin...

　

　

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Can't be bobo think of his dowry Hasna so weh up story.... Bobo ah now, worried there panda eyes fit want makeup an. later will meet Aswin with Arya.

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