Qalqalah Wedding

Lustrous

"Acasino'aikum ..."

Greetings from Zainab's mother and Zainudin sir made bi Iyam who was cleaning the middle room to open the door.

"Walaikum salaam .." replied bi Iyam.

"Is there a qiya?" ask Bu Zain later.

"There, ada. Please enter!"

Bi Iyam allowed the two old men Qiya to enter and sit waiting on the living room sofa.

"In the meantime, I call non Qiya and Den Hika first," said bi Iyam.

"Yes, thank you" said Bu Zain.

Mr. Zain circulated his gaze to every corner of the room. It turned out that the house in which his daughter lived was quite large. She was so grateful that her daughter had a better life.

Not long after, Qiya and Hika appeared.

"Dad .. mother." said Qiya then greeted both parents.

Followed by Hika who then they sit on the sofa that is still empty.

"Father same mother how are you?" ask Hika later.

"Alhamdulillaah. Hika's own son?"

"Alhamdulillaah .. healthy too."

They throw each other gratefully smiles for the healthy blessings given by Allah SWT.

"Oh yes, son. This is my mom buying her shawls," Ms. Zain gave her a clear plastic bag she had previously placed on the table.

"Thank you, Mom. Sorry for making my father and mother so bothered," said Qiya while receiving a bag of crackles containing the lilung.

"Together."

"Where there is a troublesome father, let alone this for the future granddaughter of the father," said Mr. Zain.

"Yes, thank you, dad .."

"Together, son," replied Zain.

Qiya opened the plastic bag, there were ten skewers inside.

"Would you try, mas?" bargain Qiya.

"Is that papeda?" guess Hika.

"Yes, it's actually the same. I just call it this with a little. Wanna?"

Hika nodded. "Can."

Qiya gave the plastic bag away, Hika took it a stab. The lilung is still warm, so the taste of the aci is still very good.

"Don't you, mas?"

"Yes, I also often buy the ginian when I was in elementary school. Just try again."

"Do you like to buy too?"

Hika nodded. "Yes, I'm serious."

Qiya reviewed the smile, not expecting if Hika also liked the street food.

"Same mother you should try too," pinta Qiya.

"That's delicious?" ask Mr. Zain curious.

"Enak, dad. Try, deh. Mom too, yeah!"

Mr. Zain took one stab, as did Bu Zain who Qiya forced. Once in the mouth, it was delicious.

"Emm .. know gini dad bought twenty skewers earlier," said Mr. Zain.

"Enak right?"

"So much."

"You again?"

"No, it's still there."

"Yes already."

The four people enjoyed the cilung or papeda purchased on the roadside earlier. It tastes good, savory, and makes you feel good. Ten punches are over. Qiya ate five stitches, if two, pack Zain two, while Zain's mother only had one.

"You still want, I'll buy it again" Hika bargained.

"No, mas. That's enough, though."

"Seriously?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Well, if you want anything, say it, yes."

"Yes, my mom."

Bu Zain and her husband were happy and felt cool to see Qiya who got along like this with Hika.

"Oh yeah, can I hold my granddaughter?" asked Bu Zain to divert the atmosphere.

"Yes, mom. Yes," replied Qiya.

Bu Zain turned his head towards his daughter-in-law. "Son Hika, can you?"

"Bye, Mom. That's fine," replied Hika.

Bu Zain shifted his seat closer to Qiya. The middle-aged woman was holding her daughter's flat stomach. He kissed Qiya's stomach with full affection, and did not forget the thanksgiving because God had blessed her with a grandchild, even though she had not been born into the world.

"Just take good care of God, son," said Mrs Zain.

Qiya nodded. "Yes, Mom."

Bu Zain gently stroked Qiya's head which was covered by the instant hijab. Then he hugged her. After that he also left a warm kiss on the forehead of his daughter.

"Son, Hika. Take good care of Qiya, yes," Bu Zain's message to his son-in-law.

"Good, Mom. Sure," replied Hika.

"Take him, protect him" added Mr. Zain.

"Sure, father. I will definitely do everything as a form of my responsibility as a husband."

"Good, I believe everything is the same as you "

"Well, dad," replied Hika steadily.

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