Substitute Father for My Son

Gathering

Today was my first day at work, because I graduated in interviews. I was put into a team of 5 people whose duties we had divided each.

I'm very happy because my team is not evil, all of them fate the same as me who is from an underprivileged family.

And we went to the village village to peddle our merchandise, whose team is the most in sales this month will be given a bonus.

I haven't worked for a month. Today is the day I get my wages from my labor for a month.

And this month our team did not get a bonus because sales only met the standard.

Our sales could easily increase.

"Have you gone home, Lisa?" Tanya Mas bambang who was sitting in front of the television.

"Eh mas, it's mas. How did the tumben come home? Ordinary his exhausted maghrib just got home." Askaqua.

"Yes, the mas was not to the workshop, but the mas ran out of the house of your future husband. Later that night he'll come here with his family to see you. Do you mind lia?" Ask mas bambang sungkan.

" I don't mind, I'm so grateful that the man is still willing to accept me as his wife who is pregnant with someone else's child." Oada mas bambang.

"But it is not the same as men in general lia, but mas make sure it is a good person, responsible and hardworking." Said ms. bambang.

"What do you mean by men are not the same as men in general?" I just frowned.

"Liega, he used to be a child ever high fever to the step and as a result of his step that his brain was a little weak. His attitude is like a child. But he was very diligent at work. And also very loving." Mas bambang.

"Do you mind after you find out the shortcomings of your future husband lia?" Ask her again.

"Will someone like me still be able to choose a mas? Thank goodness he wanted to be my son's father's replacement. Whatever the shortcomings insha Allah I sincerely mas." Jawasku sqmbil.

"Well then, now that you're clean first, then they'll come here."

I rushed into the room too. And I also did the sahat ashar because I had not prayed.

Only to You are my servants surrender. O God, with the destiny that you have given to the servant.

The servant promises to always respect and appreciate the husband of the servant someday regardless of the circumstances.

And the servant will devote himself entirely to him.

Geck..Geck..Geck.. "Well, what can I get in?" Ask the bambang.

"Come in, not locked." I said after reading the prayer and ended my prayer.

"This is why I brought you a new shirt and a new veil." Said mas bambang while handing the package to me.

"Thank you, but you shouldn't bother buying me clothes. I'm wearing enough clothes that there's also not anything kok mas." I smiled at him.

"Later you will be proposed to lia people, when she clothes her usual, it is not in accordance with the theme lia." Say it again while rubbing my head.

I can only smile when I hear what sounds funny to me.

"Yes, I will wear it. Thanks for this earlier, mas." My words took a plastic bag in the hands of a goldmine.

"Well that's dong, that's just the name of his most beloved mas sister."

When I was again danced by mbak romlah, the sound of a car. Looks like my candidate has arrived.

My heart rate was pounding too. It turns out that my future husband came with his family.

"You don't have to be nervous lia, she's a good person and from a good family. You do yes, easily menduase his event smoothly without any obstacles. I'll stay first, I'll come back." Said Romlah gushing away from my room.

"God, if the good-natured man is my future husband, I sincerely accept all his advantages and disadvantages. Let our marriage be once in my life, O God. Aamiin aamiin."

I heard a conversation between mas bambang and my future husband's family.

"Good day candidates besan, please enter do not hesitate to consider it your own home", mas bambang speech that I heard.

This heart is getting worse, because I will soon meet my future husband.

After a long time they talked, then came mbak romlah into my room.

"Lia lia your future husband and his family want to see you. Are you done dressing up? Ask mbak romlah.

"Su.sah mbak" I said.

We went out to see my future husband. And I looked down and lowered my head, everyone turned to me with a smile.

"Well that's it he's down, here I'm sitting near the mas." Say mas bambang while patting the chair next to him.

I who had been looking down earlier nodded and sat next to mas bambang.

"Lia, introduce them to all of your future husband's families. Well, the one wearing the brown yellow batik shirt is called farukh, he's your future husband." Mas bambang said at length.

I raised my head and greeted all the families of my future husband. And I can see clearly the face of my candidate.

He is not handsome but sweet, because his slightly brown skin adds to the impression of macho an, because indeed I like men who are slightly dark skinned.

Suddenly our gazes clashed for a while.

"Hem.seems like someone's fascinated at first sight." Mas bambang uttered my daydream.

Everyone laughed when they heard my brother's one-on-one guyonan.

"This is what I call lia? Wow, that's so beautiful, son. Sit here near mom." Said the mother of a middle-aged mother wearing a brocade mustard.

I followed her words and immediately moved to sit next to her.

"I am the mother of dervish, the mother of farukh your future husband." Said his mother mas farukh with a sincere smile.

Seeing her figure I remembered the late mother, if the mother is still alive, maybe the mother will also be moved and happy to see her youngest daughter well received in her husband's family.

Instantly tears fell with his own from this eye fertilizer.

"Why are you crying, son? Think of this mother as the surrogate mother of your biological mother y, because the mother will love you just as much as the mother loves farukh." He said while hugging me.

I nodded my head because I couldn't say anything because of the tightness in my chest.