Qalqalah Wedding

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"Republica .. Don't run, dear .." call Qiya half-screaming.

The boy who had just turned two years old stopped his steps and walked over to his mother.

"That's bad tucing, Buda .." replied Diba who had not been fluent in speech.

"Pursuit cats?"

"Yes, buda .. Tucing lali to cana .." show Diba.

"Yes, there's nothing to pursue, baby. Later the cat will definitely come here again, playing again with Diba," said Qiya as she gently stroked the princess' hair.

"Yes, Buda .."

"Then, Diba takes a bath first, yes. It was late afternoon, later when Diba's father came home still smelled of acem, Diba's not a fat daddy," persuaded Qiya.

"Yes, Buda. Atu want madi .."

"Yes, come .."

Qiya led the child into the house. He had prepared warm water for his daughter to take a bath.

"Grubbing teeth, yes .. Let her teeth white and healthy, Diba would like to eat chocolate. If you don't brush your teeth, what are your teeth?"

"Olong, Buda .." he said.

"Yes, later the teeth are hollow, hollow. Didn't want his teeth to hollow?"

The boy shook his head.

"Well .. So you have to brush your teeth, yeah."

"Yes, Buda .."

Qiya was so grateful, her daughter grew up to be a submissive child. Whatever he said, Diba always listened well. At the age of two years, and classified as still early, Qiya learned to instill kindness in her daughter. Starting from the appearance of Diba who has hijab, to teach him the recitation of prayer and the Qur'an. Luckily, Diba was a quick-witted child. And also have a strong enough memory. So, what he teaches today, can be remembered until the next days.

"Assalamu'aikum .."

Greetings from his father made Diba want to quickly finish bathing.

"Young .. Dad tatang .." said Diba with glee.

"Yes, honey. Dad has come. But Diba has to wear clothes first, yeah. Just met dad."

"Yes, Buda .."

After bathing, Qiya also dressed her daughter. Not only wearing clothes, Qiya also while teaching her daughter how to wear her own clothes so that Diba grows into an independent child.

After being perfumed, then Diba went out of the room and met his father who was currently sitting in the living room.

"Ayaaaahhh .." call Diba then scatter into his father's arms.

"Father's son scented once .. Did he take a shower?" asked Hika and the boy nodded.

"Yes, dad. Atu cudah madi .."

"The daughter's daughter's daughter's daughter's daughter's daughter's daughter's boyfriend" Hika gave several kisses on her cheeks and forehead.

"Mas, you take a shower first, yeah. I'll eat for us to eat later."

"Yes." replied Hika, then she turned to her daughter who was in the lap. "Darling .. Daddy took a shower first, yeah. Let it smell like Diba."

Diba nodded. "Yes, dad. Nati dad play cama or ya .." ask the boy.

"Yes, baby .. I'll play with Diba."

"Yes, dad .."

Hika kissed his daughter's forehead, then switched to kiss his wife's forehead.

"I took a shower, baby .."

"Yes, my mom."

Hika also moved from there, now there is only Qiya and her daughter.

"Diba, dear .. Mommy wants to cook for a while, yeah. He played first in the room while waiting for me to finish taking a shower, yeah."

Diba nodded his head. "Yes, Buda .."

Qiya rubbed the top of her daughter's head in anxiety, before then her daughter went towards the room.

***

In the kitchen dining room, bi Iyam helps Qiya cook. Actually Qiya had already banned bi Iyam, asking the middle-aged woman who was still loyal to work there to rest. But bi Iyam remained firm and insisted on helping him.

"Yes, bi. But aunty's gonna cape all day long at work."

"It's nothing, non. Aunty is already ordinary, just aunty disinclined to let the non-cook himself, while aunt leha-leha sleep in the room."

Qiya sighed, bi Iyam was indeed a middle-aged woman whom she knew very well during being a household assistant in her home.

Once the cooking was ripe and ready to serve, Hika and her daughter showed up.

"Young .. Atu lapey .." said the boy as he patted the puffed-up part of his stomach.

This of course invites laughter Qiya and also bi Iyam. The middle-aged woman to pinch Diba's cheek with anxiety is so funny.

"Diba laper?" reset Qiya.

Diba nodded his head. "Yes, Buda .."

"Well, we eat together, yeah."

"Yes, Buda .." replied the boy.

"Bi Iyam also ate with us, yes," Hika asked, but the middle-aged woman refused.

"Aunt me later, Den."

"Well when, bi? Let's eat together."

"Later on, Den. Bibi is not hungry yet, let Den Hika same non Qiya, also the same non Diba aja aja first. Poor, non Diba is laper he said. Well then, auntie wants to go to the room just a moment, want to fall down, hehe .."

The middle-aged woman covered from there, even though Hika had invited her many times to eat together.

"Let's eat, baby .." Hika sat Diba in one of the special chairs for toddlers.

"Come, dad .."

In addition to teaching religious knowledge such as prayer and teaching, Diba has also taught Qiya how to eat good and right. Before they eat, they pray together. After that, they ate. Diba ate with side dishes that Qiya made special.

After eating, adzan magrib reverberated. Hika invites her daughter to get ready to fulfill her duties as a Muslim, while Qiya takes care of their former meals for a moment.

If you have to wash the dishes first, it will be a long time. Magrib prayer time is also only short. She decided to immediately follow her husband and daughter who were waiting for her.

After taking ablution, Qiya joined in by wearing a plain purple mukena gift from Hika over the age of their marriage.

With the words basmalah, Hika began praying magrib berjama'ah.

While Diba followed every movement made by his father and his mother. His father and his mother ruku', he followed, and as soon as his father and his mother bowed down, he followed him even longer.

Until the last rakaat, Hika said her greeting while looking to the right and to the left. Followed by Qiya as a teacher, and followed also by Diba.

"Assalamu'alaikum warrahmatullah .." greetings to the right.

"Assalamu'alaikum warrahmatullah .." greetings to the left.

Hika rubbed her face indicating the prayer was finished. Now each of their hands looked up, indicating if they began to pray.

"Yes Allah .. God of the universe. Forgive the sins of the servant and the sins of the servant's parents. Yes Allah .. I unceasingly give thanks for the favors you have given us. Thank you for entrusting us as parents to our little daughter. Make the daughter of the righteous servant of the child also filial to us as her parents. I ask for your protection for this little family, O Allah .. Aamiin .." said Hika and amiinkan by him also followed by Qiya from behind.

Hika turned her head, then Qiya regretted it. Followed by Diba who helped greet the father.

Hika shifted her sitting position closer to her wife and child. When he got close, he hugged them.

"I'm lucky to have you guys" said Hika.

"Me too, mas .."

"That's dear father and buda." said Diba in the middle of their arms.

"Mother is equally dear to you, mother's daughter."

"Dad too, love you more, son. Same mother as well."

So warming. Either by what other word for Qiya to express gratitude for the favors God gave her.

"Thank you God ..Thank you for the rainbow that you gave after the rain and the storm passed. My struggle was not in vain. The day after day that I went through with tears and wounds, has now turned into a day full of laughter and happiness. The coldness of Hika has now changed to warm. The hate that Mas Hika has, has turned into love. Even something that I initially thought was impossible, has now happened. Mas Hika has put me the only woman in her heart. Even now we already have a little angel as a complement to our happiness. Thank you also to Yasmin's mother who has made the decision to have Hika marry me. Although I actually know that what Yasmin's mother did was a form of repayment for the mother's kindness. And thank you I say because you always give the mother health and strength for the mother who is currently living with one kidney. Extend their ages, O Allah. And may this happiness continue to settle and not pass quickly. Aiem .."

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