My Fans A Ustadz

51. Come together

Despite being pregnant, Nirmala continues to work as a writer. In fact, one of the novels he wrote will be published and he will make an event in a cafe with his loyal readers. 

Adnan has also given permission on the condition of joining together throughout the event. Not wanting to be possessive to Nirmala, only he was one of the loyal readers until now.

A smile rose beautifully on Nirmala's face as she first entered the cafe they had promised. The happy binar mixed haru into one when the greeting for him sounded melodious. 

A dream that only he thought was truly a dream turned out to be reality. 

"Assalamualaikum," Nirmala said as an opening speech from him. 

"Getishalight."

Nirmala's smile grew even more with teary eyes. "Thank you so much to those of you who are still faithfully reading my works. I don't know what to talk about anymore. Anyway, I'm very happy to be with you guys. The hope is, in the future we can move like this."

Nirmala became calmer as Adnan clasped her other hand.

The questioning session began. From the general questions around the initial experience of writing, the obstacles experienced, the solution when not the spirit of writing, and the last questions surrounding the life of Nirmala.

"Before you must have known that I was a widow left for dead. From the previous marriage have not had children and InshaaAllah in the second marriage I will soon present a child between us." Nirmala smiled to look at Adnan who had been wearing a mask. Don't ask the reason, it's definitely because Nirmala wanted it.

"Well, MashayAllah.. So is Lala pregnant?" ask one of the faithful readers of Nirmala's novel. 

"He is, Thank God. Doain, good luck, yeah." Nirmala continued to develop a smile.

"Aamiinu. Oh yes, know her husband mbak."

Nirmala turned to look at Adnan and got a nod. Adnan opened his mask.

Seemed a lot of cheering when remembering the would-be corpse. They didn't expect it to come true. 

The next event was a meal together and the last photo together. 

After the event and the couple stopped by a mosque in the city. 

"You happy?" adnan asked while giving a bottle of mineral water to Nirmala.

"Thank God, mas. I didn't think I had that many readers. Sorry, mas. It's been repotin mas like this."

"Mas actually likes you there are activities like this. Most importantly, worship and health are maintained. Those two things can't be ignored."

Nirmala nodded then gave a kiss on Adnan's cheek. "Thank you very much, ma'am."

A smile bloomed on Adnan's handsome face. It feels very proud to have a wife like Nirmala, able to face the trauma. One that can be understood, Adnan no longer wants to discuss or mention the family kyai Hasan.

After resting at the mosque for a while, Adnan took Nirmala around the city and decided to go home soon. Not to forget also Nirmala bought her favorite sweet martabak and bought it also for Adnan's parents. 

Dahi Adnan contorted to see on the porch of his house looked some people there, as well as Nirmala. 

It turns out that on the terrace of Adnan's house are the family of Kyai Hasan, Adi, and Adnan's parents.

Gegas Adnan out of the car and opened the door for Nirmala barula the road both approached the terrace of the house with hands clasping each other.

Nirmala herself tried to calm down. Not wanting to guess their purpose came residence.