My Mentari the Light of My Life

Hometown

Meanwhile, Kin just silently listened to the quarrel of the two husbands and wife, while Jajang he still remained focused on driving.

Love makes people lose their sense. Look Young Master, angry just for such a trivial matter. Inner Kin.

Kin could think like that because honestly he had never felt his name falling in love with any woman, except for his mother.

Meanwhile Arsalan and Jayah are still arguing just because of the problem of mobile phone.

"Darling! My phone screen can crack later if you throw it like that." Show his protest attitude.

"Oh. So your phone's worth more, fine then." He turned his face away from Jayah.

Oye! Why are you angry, I should be angry. You threw my bag and phone, but instead you were angry.

Jayah tried to shift the subject. I hope her husband is no longer angry.

"Darling, do you know where my sister became an easy ustadzah?" Stroking her husband's cheek.

But Arsalan's reply instead made Yamah sigh long.

"What I don't know about you, now that you're shifting the subject so I don't get mad I know."

Yesah also chose to be silent, if he spoke or replied to the words of Arsalan, fearing that he would even prolong this trivial problem.

The journey from the Capital City to the village of Yamah is quite far, if the road is not jammed approximately 4 hours to reach the village. And now it looks like they are in luck, because the city streets look smooth.

But still, this time-consuming journey bored Yamah. Hayah has tried various ways to get rid of her boredom. Starting from changing the sitting position, playing Arsalan's hair, asking Kin to play songs, to doodling books is not clear. But all that feels useless, does not expel the feeling of boredom.

"Honey, where did you throw my bag?" Shaking her husband's shoulder.

Arsalan who had fallen asleep again opened his eyes lazily. "You what? Wanna play that fucking dead thing."

"Darling, that's my phone, why are you calling my goddamn phone?" The protest of Yayah while showing her pouting face.

But, Arsalan just kept quiet did not discuss the words of Jayah. And that made Jayah even more upset.

"Jajang, how much longer are we going to get to my village? You drive a slow car." Jajang also became a scapegoat because of his frustration with Arsalan.

Maybe for others to be angry like this is only a small matter, but not for Jajang, because this is the first time Jayah scolded her. "I'm sorry, Miss." Jajang Gumam.

After going through a long and boring journey, they finally reached the streets of the village. That means they have almost reached the house of Mother and Abah Yayah.

Arsalan looked at the sleeping Yamah on his lap. He shook his wife's body. Jayah yawned a few times until she finally opened her eyes.

"What's the matter, baby?" Rubbing his eyes. Yayah looked towards Arsalan with a confused look. How could she possibly be in Arsalan's lap, as she felt before going to bed, she and her husband were sitting far away.

"We're about to get to Mom and Abah's house." Said Arsalan while rubbing his wife's eyes that look cute.

Yayah looked out the car window. Right, this is indeed the street of his village. Hayah barely recognized him, because there were so many changes in her village. Hayah looked at the clothing store on the side of the road, she remembered that it used to be a field where village children played ball, and now there was a clothing store built.

The car stopped right in front of Yayah's parents' house. After Jayah, Arsalan and the others got out of the car, not how many young girls in hijab opened the fence. "Teh Jayah?!" The girl immediately hugged Jayah with teary eyes.

"Alhamdulillah, be healthy. Meuni geulis euy ustadzah young te'h, pangling." (Translated: Alhamdulillah, stay healthy. Very pretty this young ustadzah, pangling).

Halima just smiled embarrassedly because it was called a beautiful young ustadzah by Jayah. Halimah is the first sister of Jayah, she underwent her education in a pesantren Putri not far from the village. Now Halimah became a teacher teaching in the village, because of her intelligence in teaching she was also dubbed as a young ustadzah.

"Son Arsalan how are you?" Switch kissing the back of his sister-in-law's hand.

"I'm good." Arsalan smiled at his brother-in-law.

Halimah nodded politely to Secretary Kin and Jajang, who were also nodding back.

"Let's go inside, Mom and Abah must be so happy to see you guys coming." Halima let in.

"Mak.... Abba.... Aya allah." (Translated: Mak.... Abba.... There's guests). Halimah.

"Saha Neng?" (Translated: Who is Neng?)

Mom's step stopped in the doorway when she saw who the guest was meant by Halimah. Mom approached Jayah, then felt Jayah's face with trembling hands. "Oh God." She could no longer hold back her tears when she saw her first daughter whom she had always longed for.

"Some." Jayah hugged Mom tightly, releasing the longing that had been enveloping her heart.

Arsalan approached Mom and kissed the back of her hand. "Emak, how are you?" Speak politely.

"Alhamdulillah, Mother te'h healthy. Jang, kumaha kabarna?" (Translated: Thank God, Mom is healthy. Son, how's it going?)

"Archalan is good too." Smile while politely nodding.

"Hayu or asup, Abah mah to the coffee in leubeut." (Translated: Come on in, Abah is copying inside). Entry allowed.

Seen Abah inside watching TV while occasionally sipping coffee in his aluminum cup.

"Change," said Yamah with a trembling voice holding back the cry.

Abah immediately took his eyes off the TV and looked at the origin of the sound. "God willing." Abah immediately rolled up the scabbard on his waist that was about to sag, then approached Jayah and hugged her. "More, kumaha kabarna geulis?" (Translated: Neng, how is it beautiful?) Brushing her daughter's hair.

"Alhamdulillah, good Bah." Kissing the back of his hand, Arsalan also kissed the back of Abah's hand.

"Kin, you coming too?" Abah patted Kin on the shoulder.

"Yes, sir." As usual, just polite.

"Change. Not Mister, same Abah has been told from the first do not call Mister. Kin, Jajang come sit down, you guys don't keep standing." Kin and Jajang finally obey Abah to sit down.

Before long, Emak and Halimah came with three cups of tea and some snacks with trays.

Seriate....

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