Neighbor Oh Neighbor

Lia's Mother

When many time seized them to meet, then this afternoon in their spare time they both decided to meet and snack together.remembered working in the minimarket first.

They also engage in light conversation. They exchange stories about their hobbies, their favorite music, and their favorite movies,

The conversation continued until late at night. They smile at each other, enjoying the warmth of the moment they share together. However, behind that smile, there was a fear that slipped within their hearts. Fear of losing the attitude between friends they have built up over the years if they take it a step further.

When it was time to part, they looked at each other in confusion,

Andini was afraid that Winda, would continue his intention to work in the city alone, building a new business there. but the possibility of building a bigger business is in the city.

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Sinta returned to the residence of Bu Lia's house

"Assalamualaikum” Sinta said his greetings when he arrived at the door of the house.

“waalaikumsalam” heard the voice of Ms. Lia answering greetings.

This house is the house of Bu Lia's husband who located this city.

Lia's mother opened the door, I kissed Lia's mother's hand with reverence.

“Udah home after Nduk.?”

“Iya Ma'am, the interview is over, Sinta went straight home Bu.”

“How to interview can you answer all Nduk?”

“Alhamdulillah, can Bu thanks to do'a and mother's blessing, hopefully It can be accepted salary work passable” My word sparkles.

“Amin ..” Greet mom quickly.

“Yo wis ndang you eat first Sinta, already in the afternoon Mother cook your favorite food orek-orek tempe.” Mom let go of my embrace.

“Asiiikk...yuk Bu we eat together, Sinta already hungry” while holding my stomach, I take Mother Lia to the kitchen, we eat together at the dining table made of wood.

I just live together with Mother Lia, mending her husband Bu Lia has long died , the father-in-law of the lastri mother, died due to an accident at work.

The life of my cousin's father-in-law was not helped, since then it was Lia's mother who fought alone to make a living and send all of Lastri to school, so that she could become successful as now, although they are rich, they never forget where they came from.

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...life story of Bu Lia (pop Bu Lia)...

Lia Amelia, my name was born from simple parents who made me have to help the family economy.

After Junior High I started working, helping my mother chip and fried beans in the stalls, the results were pretty good also for extra pocket money and daily shopping.

I got a scholarship when studying S1, so when I will continue S2 I also look for scholarships also so that mothers do not have trouble finding tuition fees that are not small.

Thank God I graduated S1 with cumlaude grades and and could attend S2 which makes the person who gave birth to me proud.

Mother had started to get sick when I was in college, to support me mother selling wet cakes around this suburban village, because too forced herself to work mother did not think about her health so that the mother was exposed to acute gastric disease.

If the stomach Kumat, the mother's body immediately limp helpless no doubt the mother was rushed to the hospital.

After finishing praying, my mother and I sat on the porch, chatting casually while enjoying the cool night air.

"Lia...your age is mature, your S2 is also finished, mother is getting older it's good you think about your future.”

Mom paused for a moment, I heard her carefully.

I was speechless, unable to speak the exact answer I would give my mother.

“Iya Ma, I'm calm my soul mate will not go anywhere later also come alone.” said me while laughing.

“You are Lia, the answer is always that if you are told to get married.”

“So how should Mom? yes, Lia later brought Mother's daughter-in-law Sholeh and good who love the same Mother also” entertain me Mother laughed at my words.

What is important is that healthy mothers first, let me be devoted to mothers if they are married later not necessarily able to take care of mothers like this.

“Eh bu Sum again relax ya?” suddenly my neighbor next to my house appeared.

“Iya nih Bu Romlah again looking for a hot night breeze inside” said Mother remains friendly.

“Eh no Lia also when do you marry Lia? Age getting older you know, later we are old children are still small.” Said Mrs Romlah who is famous for liking julid.

“Stupid in the hands of Allah ma'am Romlah, if it is time to come too.”

“Where would there be a soul mate, a courtship never pack a fashionable shirt dikit don't dress like a party banner so no one wants.”

Patience .. Patience, I said in my heart.

“Bu Romlah .. soul mate, death and meeting all God arranged, who is not dating there is also his soul mate, courtship is not in Islam Allah created a living creature pairwise, and, that's the promise of Allah lo Bu Romlah.” I said calmly.

“Alaaahh .. proof until now you have no soul mate.”

“See that my son Tuti got a rich man, has lived well he now does not need to work anymore.”

“Alhamdulillah Ma, join her listening, Tuti quickly get her match in the love of God Bu.” Say me again.

“Yo uwes Yo Bu Romlah we want to enter first, want to rest.” Mom immediately mediated so that it was not long.

“Oo yes already, I also want to go home”, said Ms. Romlah as she passed.

“Nduk do not be horrified Miss Romlah yes, do not need to be put in the heart, she is so the person” said Mother after we went inside.

“Iya Bu relax aja, Nisa is not discouraged said so surely will be beautiful in time kok.” I smile with my heart towards Mom.

“You are very beautiful Lia, don't be ashamed to look like that, don't be uncomfortable because of the words of Miss Romlah yo Nduk”

My friends used to praise me often they said that I was beautiful, but it did not make me arrogant, even many of my level brothers who sent greetings to me in college first, but I ignored, he said, in my dictionary I will not date if I am not married, may God take care of me until then.

There are also those who invite me to get married but I refuse I want to make my mother happy first with my salary, I want to take care of my mother first before I get married.

I have yellow skin like my mother, my body is tall, my eyebrows are thick, my nose is thick like my nose, said the mother, there is a dimple, on my cheek on the right.

My face sells enough for the criteria of a beautiful, natural model, my friends say. Even one of my friends offered to become a Muslim fashion model in her parents' boutique.

But I don't want to sell my beauty anything else for money, I'm comfortable with my clothes like this.

The striped noses never dare to tempt me if I am in a public place, let me take care to give to my halal lover later.

One day God will meet me with him, I know who, may one day God meet me with people who love me because of God.

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