Space Rainbow

Mother's Request

Rainbows

This afternoon, I decided to go home quickly. Because last week, Figures had promised to return to Bandung today.

These few days we rarely communicate, I'm busy with wedding preparations a Dion and other clients. Perhaps, Figures was also busy with his lectures.

Besides, I also forbid him from contacting me too often. Not because I don't miss, but that's exactly why I'm afraid to be too late and repeat mistakes again.

As for what I just know, that someone once said that a woman's voice included aurat.Although her hadith is not shahih.

Shaykh Wahbah Zuhaili in Fiqh Al Islami wa Adillatuhu said, "The voice of women according to jumhur (the majority of scholars) is not aurat, because the companions of the Prophet listened to the voices of the wives of the Prophet to study the religious laws, as they were not, but it is forbidden to listen to the voice of the woman voiced by intoning and hardening it even in reading the Quran for fear of slander."

And in the chatter between the forbidden types, namely khudu, talking that can arouse the lust of the person who dirty his heart.Especially, the, if the woman's voice is spoiled so that it can cause desire in people who hear her.

How precious God created women.

When the car I was driving docked to the gate, I saw there was a car Number.He was opening the car door for a middle-aged woman my mother's age.

Is she Kinanti's mother?

Beautiful and gentle, that was the first impression I saw her figure.

I got out of the car and opened the gate. I can't wait to say hello to my future husband and Kinanti's mother.

Husband-to-be? akh. it feels just mention it in the heart, has made my heart beat quickly.

When they said their greetings, they turned their heads and Numbers quickly approached to help me open the gate.

Figures introduce me to her mother, guess what her reaction is?

A sincere smile was engraved from the look of your motherhood, making my heart instantly warm.

I was so scared, he didn't like me which was nothing. I'm the only son of a housekeeper.

Once afraid, such as stories in novels or dramatical dramas that are very dramatic.Because on average it is said that rich people prefer a partner according to their level and caste.

Hhh..

It turned out that it was just my fear, seeing Kinanti's mother's reaction, making my heart very calm.

The three of us went to the house, and when we got to the door. Suddenly the door opened from inside.

"Neng Kinanti? " Mom was stunned, and instantly both eyes glazed over. "This is Kinan? neng right? Oh Allah.... "

"Tea... " Mother Kinanti was thinking, and frowned.

"I.. I Asih neng, neng Kinan still remembers me? " While still sobbing. "People go into neng.. "

"Tea Asih's? "

"Yah neng, who used to often go to Kinan's neng house was told by agan.. "

"Teh Asih's.. Oh my God, forgive me tea.. " Mom Kinanti grabbed my mother's hand, and the two of them were chatting in a embrace.

Numbers looked at me and gestured, we both allowed them to chat.After that I looked, mother and mother Kinanti headed for your room.

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Author

A few days passed with a full day, Kinanti and Eyang Angkasa had spoken to each other from heart to heart. Though with a stammering speech, Kinanti patiently listened and forgave.

After all, everything that happened was not entirely the fault of his former in-laws. All because of the coercion of her husband, namely her papi Pandu.

Currently, Rainbow is preparing breakfast in the kitchen. When he was busy slicing kitchen spices, suddenly his feelings were not good. Like someone was watching his movements.

Even so, he ignored and again drowned in the busy cooking that he had been doing since childhood.

Time has shown at seven in the morning, must immediately finish cooking activities because soon he must be ready to go to work.

"Is there anything I can help you with? " A heavy voice rang out and managed to make the Rainbow aghast. He accidentally dropped the knife after the knife slightly sliced his hand.

"Astaghfirullah's.. Numbers! you ngagetin! " The rainbow screeched while picking up the knife lying on the floor. Clean with tap water while cleaning small scratches on his fingers.

"What is my wife-to-be? " Space stands, leaning against the wall while holding hands.

The rainbow that had been grimacing due to the wound on his hand, instantly boasted a smile. He still felt alien to the call.

He turned back and continued slicing the onions.

"No answer? "

The rainbow shook its head. "You wait there! I made some fried rice for breakfast.. "

Space is approaching him. " I'm being impatient..Every day in a gini-rich breakfast with my wife.."

"Ihh Numbers... Very ticklish you talk sweet rich that way! rich is not you.. There.. There.. You're bothering me again to cook! " Push Rainbow.It's already in ferocious mode back.

"Why? are you ashamed of me? rich is not you! Her usual helper must be judes.. Now you are sweeter! "

"What sihhh..gaje! sana akh. make me not cooking! "

"No. Your face is red, you're groggy in front of me right? " Tempt Space.

The rainbow glared, and he was ready to throw whatever was on the table. But he puffed and then exhaled his breath slowly.Unfortunately, now he has begun to manage his emotions.

Hhh..

"I'm waiting at the dinner table, wife to be..Don't forget to cook it with love.... " Tempt the Space again as he glanced and moved, leaving the stunned Rainbow itself staring at the empty pan, which he had not used at all.

Oh my... What's the way that I can get away from him first while we live in this house? inner Rainbow.

***

Spacewalk

These few days, Pela is like avoiding me. I see, he wants to keep his distance before our wedding day.

I pulled the corner of my lips, looking at the row of names that Pela had given me. The names of school friends in High School who will be invited at the event later.

Although she insisted on no celebration, but I did not heed her wish.I want to show everyone, that she is the woman who will be my wife later.

It's ridiculous, if I remember ever making a bet with my friends.

How are they doing?

Without a second thought, I sent out a digital invitation through our alumni chat group.

Message notifications popping up, someone congratulates.. There are also those who are insinuating or underestimating.

"Lo crazy, man... There is no wind, no rain.. Suddenly send out an invitation! "

"Finally.king and queen. congrats! "

"Well young? ready for all the consequences, bro? "

"The other is by accident! "

"Not Cinderella.. "

And there are many more pro and con comments that have not been read.

I closed and immediately changed my phone in silent mode. Lazy to read one by one that message.

For men, the age of 23 years may indeed be too young to make a decision to build a household.

But, to be honest.. I really can't imagine how I would feel seeing Pela with another man.. Let's just say I'm selfish, but just hearing that he was near Zaidan made my blood boil. Especially if they get married?

Age is not a benchmark for one's maturity, is it?

Seeing the Lembayung tea household and A Dusk is enough to prove, how they live the ark by looking after each other, Even though their trials are quite heavy.

Here we are, gathered in the family room. Me, Pela, my mother, and also Pela's mother.

The four of us were discussing a wedding plan that would last another 2 weeks.

No one is accompanied by a father figure, therefore we agreed to ask the younger brother of his father Pela as the guardian of marriage later.

After spending 2 hours, the end of the meeting ended and each returned to the room.

"Son.. " Mom patted the back of my hand. "Mom will talk for a moment.. "

"Dad mom.. " I pushed my wheelchair into my room.

"Mom wants help.. I'm so worried about Laras, can you call Laras? I'd like to talk for a second.. "

I reached into the phone in the pocket of the pants, and pressed the number and connected it to the number Barrel.

A few times he called, but his number was inactive.

"The number is not active ma'am... This number has tried several times.. "

"Hhh.. Mother miss Laras.. How's the mother's daughter? " Mom looked down, and spoke so softly and softly.

"Tomorrow numbers try to call again ma'am.." I also tried to comfort my mother.

"That barracks is a good girl, a son of shalihah, never once denied parents. Previously, I was eager to match Laras with you.. "

"Mothers... "

"But yes already, you already have a candidate of your own choice.I hope Pela can be a good wife for you.. " Mom smiled thinly, and rubbed the tops of my head.

"In the Lord, ma'am.. Sure numbers.. "

"If only, Laras still can not be contacted. do you want to grant mother's request? "

"What is mom? "

"Mother asked for help, Dirga is willing not to convey the message of the mother directly to Laras? "

"I-I mean mom? Figures to Jogja to meet Laras bu? "

"Dad.. "

"But, Marriage Same number Sailor soon ma'am.. what can not be delayed after we get married? "

"Mother is worried about Baras.. He's it.. "

"Good ma'am, Figures say the same Pela after tomorrow go first to Jogja yes ma'am. " I can't refuse my mother's request at all.

For some reason it felt heavy, having to go out of town to meet another woman on the day I was waiting to stay a little while longer.

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