
The Flashback
Za walks back to her car, she remembers from Jakarta she brought a wedding gift for Rizky and Zi. Za walked over to the old man.
“Pak, if you allow, I will marry Princess Bapak” Said Za while holding the hand of Pa Rizal who had started to show his wrinkles.
Pa Rizal just stared in disbelief at what he had just heard.
“Why Nak, why would you marry your son?”
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After all the guests came home, that afternoon Za preferred to chat with her parents now, Mother who had been quieter, was now very attached to look at Za.
“Mom why look at Za like that?, pardon Za ya Bu, if Za is not the daughter-in-law as I expected” As soon as Mother hugs the man in front of her now.
Za who was a little surprised, because she was holding her tea glass, immediately save the glass to return Mom's embrace.
“No Nak no, I was just confused to say thank you in what form, to the young man who has become our daughter-in-law and family helper today."
"Honestly, when the application, Mother felt a little strange to Nak Rizky's parents, it seems like Nak Rizky proposed to Mother's daughter has not received full blessing from both parents, he said, moreover, maybe after seeing the condition of our house which is very far from the word luxury.”
Za just nodded in understanding
“Oh yes Nak Za, then how about your parents, they must be very surprised by your decision today Nak” Pa Rizal looked at Za with a worried look
“For that, I leave it to Za ya Pa, later let Za take care of” said Za reassured
“Then don't call Father, but just call Dad just like Zi” Za nodded.
Za was still engrossed in conversing with Father Zi. Mother approached Zi in the room to tell her to eat, because since morning Zi had not filled her stomach at all.
Inevitably Zi obeyed his mother's orders, but his heart was reluctant if Mother threatened not to be fed.
“Masa has become the wife of people still have to be fed” Said Mother teasing Zi. Zi only replied with a smile.
“Yes son don't cry anymore, pity the good man who has been your companion at this time”
Mother was right, at this moment that man that Zi should have been thinking about, opened another man. Zi did not deserve to betray Zi's own husband who had sacrificed so much today.
Za went to the mosque with Dad to perform Maghrib prayers and Isya berjama’ah, the mosque located not too far from the house made the atmosphere of the village warmer.
After returning home from the mosque, Za took a spare outfit that he deliberately always carried in the car, which he could use at any time when unexpected as it is today.
Za ventured to knock on the girl's room, after which Za's reply was heard to ventured in while greeting.
“H.. Mr Za has eaten?”
“Sudah”
“Mau Zi make tea?”
“Already, it was Mom who made” Reply Za flat
“Maaf” is just that which was ejected from Zi's mouth.
Za looked at the girl's room slowly, saw the neatly arranged bookshelf, his photos used to be with Shinta and Ina when before hijab, Za stared at the photo a little long.
Zi just stared at the man's back while sitting on his bed
And I forgot that, I should have thrown it away. Zi
He should have fought me often. Za
Za, who was still standing around Zi's room, which was slightly larger than her room, suddenly sat on Zi's bed, after feeling quite curious, zi reflexively stood up from the bed.
Za who was staring at the uncomfortable condition and the girl's reddened face, immediately went out.
It's funny this girl, just sat down, especially if more than that. Za
“Rest, I'll sleep outside”. Za Light
The next day Father advised Zi to take her husband around their village. Zi took him around the village on foot.
Walk through the rice field, wash your feet in the waterfall that is still clear water. Without Za realizing it, he really enjoyed this kind of quiet, peaceful, cool, beautiful life and he promised in his heart that he would not take part in a tender of any rupiah he would get, if you have to sacrifice these rice fields, the atmosphere of peace like in his wife's village, in order to meet the ego of developers who began to glance at rural areas to fulfill their ambitions.
Za still let the river water touch his feet, the man was not far next to him.
“Thanks Pak”
“For?”
“For everything?”
Actually it will be until when the husband and wife dialogue is only short like this. Though I heard from Father and Mother-in-law this is very friendly and humble, why to me once again
They decided to go home again through the rice field. Za walks in front, before how long his body starts to balance because of the slippery road, Zi reflexively holds Za's hand, helping her to stay balanced.
Likewise Za tried to keep Zi's body from falling with him, but the Creator willed another, each one of their feet into the rice field that had not yet been harvested.
“Aduh Pak carefully dong jalan”
“It's also been careful, who told you to hold my hand”
“Dih instead of thank you for trying to be helped even diomeli”
Zi left her husband with a sullen face.
“Yes Zi, why are you, her clothes so dirty?” Ask Mom for wonder
“Tuh because of Mother's daughter-in-law, who is a genius even make nyungseb” people Mother just shook her head
“Sorry Mother's child yes Nak Za, if Nak Za is pleased, can wear Dad's clothes to change, baby it's nice clothes until it gets mud-sludge so”
“By Bu Za borrow ya Bu”
They gathered for breakfast that morning, Mother told Zi to pour food for her husband
“Thanks” Say Za. The avenged gazes gawked from Zi
“Tumben”
“What's the Zi tumbent?” Ask Mom
“Oh no Ma'am, it's tumben there are people who are smart to say thank you”
I just frowned not understanding. “Already Mom, do not think unimportant ko hehe” kekeh Zi
“Yes for Christ Nak Za, I was going to invite Nak Za to catch an eel tomorrow morning, it's good that it's night but pity that Nak Za tonight is out of the house, continue tomorrow morning must return to Jakarta, next time I invite Nak Za ya” Za just nod a smile while eating his food