NEMESIS SWORN BUT MARRIED (JANDaku)

JANDAKU (95) Legal? Oh, saaah!!!

"Alifa?"

Again my throat feels stuck.

Why two days of routine treatment at this nerve special Hospital I am the same Alifah even met with people who actually really want us to avoid?

"Sir Imron? Mrs Rukiyah?" greet Alifah with a shocked face.

Mrs Rukiyah sat in a wheelchair. While the husband walked limped while pushing slowly.

"How are you?" ask Mr. Imron kindly. He greeted us.

My eyes were of course fixed on the figure of the woman in the wheelchair. His face... Kinda weird. It looks out of sync. His face was seen coming down next to.

"Bu Rukiyah why?" alifah asked Imron.

"Stroke, Lif! It's been two years. This is how it is! We are tired too. But Iqbal continues to give the same support for medical expenses! If you are mah, how can you. It doesn't work either. Good thing the cost of living everyday there is still a pension every month!"

Mr. Imron is indeed a PNS employee at one of the District offices. Now he is retired and his daily activities are just taking care of a sick wife.

Our conversation continued until the schedule of the examination of Rukiyah ma'am arrived.

"When we talk again, yes, Lifah, Gatot!" said Mr. Imron.

But suddenly Rukiyah ma'am held my hand. He was crying like a child. Words I don't understand while nodding my head.

"Mom's sorry, she said!" The husband being the interpreter of Ms Rukiyah's words made me nod while saying, "Sama-sama, Mom! Hope you heal quickly and get well again, Mom!"

Me and Alifah could only nod slowly. Staring at the two middle-aged couples walked into the neurologist examination room. Then breathe out slowly.

"Pity, are they?" muttered Alifah making me just nod while flanking her arms to walk faster out of the Hospital.

Our business is done. So did the counseling that Alifah did as well as the affairs at the Saudi Arabian embassy.

We also returned to the city of PP.

.............

Our wedding is getting closer. Just one more week to be exact.

The affairs of the documents have also been taken care of completely. Including MUA, catering and so on.

In our place there are elders who used to take care of wedding events. Mamak Siti Ropi'ah. The guy is funny and likes to talk. So often we hear the chatter that makes the residents who are busy helping my special day with Alifah boisterous laugh.

"Alhamdulillah, the bachelor Father Mother is now willing to be single. That soul mate is funny, right? Coupled women here and there, even the end of the same cousin himself!" he said it made me and Mom smile.

They don't know if Alifah is my ex-wife! Wkwkwk... Hixes.

"Smuch a cousin means you can get married, Mom!?"

"could. There is no ban as long as it is not blood. If Gatot is the same Lifah how is the genealogy of Salma?"

"Eh? Hmmmm... My father and his mother Alifah's mother was a cousin!" I replied, I am nervous. I who heard it in the living room could only frown alone.

"Oh, that means far away sodara. It's far away!"

"Yes." Yeah." Mom answered making me laugh.

Far, Mom! So far! Naek ojek is also still far away, that is! Hehe...

In someone's life, there must be one or two stories that must be kept secret for the stability of the country. What is right?

Love you, Tot!

Hehe... Peace out!

...........

The day I was waiting for arrived. The eleventh of January. Historic day in my life and Alifah.

Not a sokong kang Arman Maulana with Gita Gutawa tea! Wrong, salaaah!!! Woooi's wrong! (Ralat : Arman Maulana Sama Dewi Gita, ding) Please... Keep calm sodara - sodara!

It rained from early in the morning, but my spirit was boosted even more.

Hix... This historic day!

Funny but real. Bookings are only five steps away. Beat the song 'My boyfriend Five Steps'.

Because Alifah and Arif are orphans who have no family and relatives other than us, then Father Mother sent Pak Kamil the Chairman of RT who takes care of it.

At least, Alifah and Arif do not feel sad to have to take care of their nuclear family's big day.

Our house is opposite. Sometimes Mr. Kamil yells jokingly, "Rural...! Ready already?"

"Ready, Besaaan! We're gliding on our way!" I answered half-shakingly while laughing.

"It's raining?"

"Haha..."

All the people present laughed loudly. Everyone is happy, everyone is happy.

The young people also contributed to enliven my marriage with Alifah on the initiative of Arif who was appointed as vice chairman of Karang Taruna in our neighborhood.

This is the most historic moment in our village.

They said, the tourism village of Tourism reduced by one. And I was labeled as Arjuna Number One. Cool khan? Hehe...

Pak penghulu village has come complete with aides and some pamong praja who will control the course of the kabul ijab.

"I received the marriage and marriage of Siti Alifah bint Almarhum Mr Mukti with a dowry of pure gold necklace jewelry 24 carats total of twenty-eight grams paid in cash!"

"Huh?"

"Well!!!"

"Alhamdulillah!"

Alifah's face flushed. Eyes glazed. His lips trembled as his fingers clasped my hand and kissed him slowly.

Kukecup shoots his forehead. Full of prayer and hope. May the Lord give us blessings in this household. Sakinah, madaddah, warrohmah. That's my hope and Alifah's.

The drizzling rain did not deter the guests from coming to attend our happy day. They come and go and the guests who come flock to give happy congratulations. A blessing certainly for us.

Alhamdulillahot.

"Lif..."

"Hm?"

"Alhamdulillah huh?! At last... Hehe..."

Alifah also followed me to say hamdalah.

I don't know if I'm confused to start the durennya.

What is certain is that the night of blessing that continues in the drizzling rain until nine o'clock tonight becomes our first night as a married couple.

"Hm... I think it would be ethical if I still call you Gatot and you call me Alifah. What's the call change?" alifah asked suddenly while looking at me seriously.

Yes too, huh? I immediately remembered Herlan and Desi who called Mumi-Pupi. Father Mother also calls Father-Mother. Our lha? Khan has no children either. What call is it?

"Whatever?" my words were accompanied by the crisp laughter of Alifah.

"Masa' Abang Adek?!"

"Keep what dong?"

"The dong initiative!"

"Hm... Cute Eel?!?"

"Yeah...!"

"Haha..."

I was attacked by Alifah's handcuffs of the beautiful colored Alifah painting inai.

I caught that finger. Hold her tight in this chest. With fixed eyes staring at her beautiful eyeballs.

Beautiful ping pong ball eyes

You are still empty

May I caress

Your nose is good...

Hixes. His song bang Iwan Fals tetiba terbesit in this brain.

I stroked her cute little nose and it was slow.

"Finally... God made you MY WIFE AGAIN, O MY JANDAKU!"

Alifah.

"here, Wife. May I help you open the accessories that adorn your headscarf?"

"Byeah, My husband!"

Ciye...MY WIFE MY HUSBAND ni yeee!!! The first mission: opening the crown and trinkets of accessories on the head of Alifah. Second mission: hm... Open the hijab dong huh?!? Continues to? Third mission? : UP TO YOU. (Wkwkwk... Please readers, continue with the next scene?)

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