
It has been 3 days and Adi married, it has been three days that Sewah died , today all his brothers father also want to return to their respective cities because they also have responsibilities that can not be left too long.while relatives whose homes are close still stay until 7 days still crowded.....
that afternoon he was making a sponge for Snack later in the afternoon according to their custom designed when 3 days there was a meal and Snack was brought home after reading tahlil.while Adi was talking with his in-laws.
" Lee (kids) what's the plan for you two?" ask the man while sucking a cigar.
" insyaallah tomorrow I bring dik dya to the house of the father first njih sir" replied Adi asking permission from his in-laws.
" have you talked to your wife, son ?" ask the father again.
" sampun (already ) sir, and dik dya has agreed" replied Adi .
" well son, father agrees, let your wife can also forget her sadness, father tipped paternal son yes son" continued the father .
" inshaallah Adi will try to be a good priest for him" promised Adi .
then they continued the chat while enjoying coffee ....
" dik lurah later who led tahlil kyai fai to?" ask pakdhe Rohman who just came .
" yes, my father" answered briefly, while Adi got up to his wife
" sir please Mr. Rohman made coffee"
" njih mas.." answered him as he got up to the kitchen, no how long dya out carrying a tray containing a cup of coffee and served in front of his pakdhenya.
" Monggo coffee (please coffee ) pakdhe" said dya while putting a cup of coffee .
" matur nuwun nduk (thank you son) " replied Mr. Rohman.
"tomorrow so you boyong your wife nak Adi?" asked Pakdhe Rohman while looking at Adi .
" god willing pakdhe." replied Adi
" yes dik lurah, the problem is indeed closest to the late Mbokdhe(budhe )"
" patient ones, Adi ,.dya still need a lot of guidance!" keep pakdhe Rohman.
"insyaallah pakdhe" replied Adi straightforwardly
their chatter stopped when adzan magrib reverberated ,
" let's go to the mosque." take the father while stepping to take the water.
" njih sir, Monggo(yes sir ,mari)" said Adi while walking to his room.
" this mas has two clothes prepared equally scabbard" said dya when he saw Adi enter the room.
" yes thanks dik, I take ablution first.." replied Adi, finished ablution and changed clothes Adi stepped out to the mosque.while he stepped into the bathroom and took ablution.
after finishing praying and teaching and reading surah Yasin for her deceased symbol, she stepped out and prepared dinner for her husband and father.
" want to go now or later? " ask her husband who has returned from the mosque.
" just now with your father and father Rohman" replied Adi .while stepping out into the living room to invite in-laws and Rohman's father-in-law to dinner.
the clock had shown the number eleven when Adi entered the room, he saw his sleeping in bed, touched his wife's cheek, kissed his forehead framed by his long hair.
" you must be tired yes dik, have been born inward, sleep" said Adi softly.then went to the bathroom to clean himself, then laid his body on the side of his wife, hugged a tiny body that had fallen asleep ,not how long Adi also slept following his wife to dreamland.
at half-three in the morning he woke up as usual, he saw her husband's hands coiled on his stomach, his elan raised afraid to wake her husband.but Adi instead opened his eyes and smiled looking at him.Helped back his wife's body, kissed her cheek-friendly, the nose, and the lips, the longer the more intense, make the dya sighed spoiled.and the two men who had legitimately become husband and wife were enjoying the first night that was delayed...............
until both of them fell asleep hugging in happiness even though happiness was covered in grief.