Tears of Sholehah's Wife

Episode 53's.

One year later, now the porridge shop owned by the late Ratih has been managed by Arif and Salma. The simple shop was very crowded visitors, although aided by Aisyah but still they were still overwhelmed by serving the customers who came.

Jihan who saw her parents were troubled, did not stay silent, she also helped. Jihan had felt fragile and slumped due to separation from Ammar, plus the gossip of neighbors and relatives about her household, but thanks to her parents who always strengthen her heart, now Jihan looks better.

“Ummi, here let me take you. For which table?”

“Yang end there, for Mbak Yuni.” Salma pointed at the very end of the table, where the middle-aged woman named Yuni was raving seriously on the phone.

Jihan took over the tray that Salma was holding and rushed to deliver it to Yuni.

“This is the order, Bu.” Said Jihan while serving a bowl of special chicken porridge in front of Yuni.

Jihan was about to leave but Yuni hurriedly held her back. “Eh, Jihan. Wait a minute!”

“It was then, yes! Assalamualaikum.” Yuni hurriedly ended her conversation with someone across the street and turned to look at Jihan who was standing before her.

“What's up, Mom?” Jihan asked confusedly.

“Sit down for a minute! Somebody wants me to talk about.” Pinta Yuni's.

“But I'm helping Ummi.”

“Just a minute!” Yuni is a little pushy.

Jihan relented and complied with her request to sit down.

“Jihan, I want to ask you something. But you don't get mad, do you?”

Jihan nodded. “Iya, Mum.”

“Hem, you are separated from your husband, do you have any plans to remarry? Sorry if I was sassy to ask like this.”

Jihan was unmoved, to be honest right now she was not wanting to talk about marriage. His heart is still not fully healed, even the name Ammar is still neatly stored in there.

“Jihan why silence? You're angry, huh?” Yuni felt bad.

Jihan shook her head. “No, Mom. But sorry, at this time I have not thought about it.”

“What if your soul mate has arrived? Hem, I mean if anyone wanted to propose to you, would you accept?”

Jihan was stunned, but then smiled. “If indeed God gives a soul mate again for me, God willing I accept.”

Yuni smiled happily, then again asked, “If you can know, what is your dream husband's criteria?”

“That is important his morals are good, responsible and obedient to the commandments of Allah.”

“Good. Sorry for asking you this question.” Pungkas Yuni's.

Jihan smiled back. “Nothing, Mom. Then excuse me, help Ummi again. Welcome to dinner, Ma.”

“Iya, Son.” Reply Yuni.

“Yes, Allah. Can I still miss him?” Said Jihan slowly.

“Jihan, you why?” Salma asked who caught her daughter leaning against the wall with a sad face.

“Nothing, Ummi.” Jihan was nervous, afraid that Ummi would hear her words.

“But why is your face so sad? Indeed, Mbak Yuni said what?” Cecar Salma was curious, because he knew that Jihan had a chat with their neighbor.

“Bu Yuni asked, do I have any intention of remarrying?”

Salma frowned. “Why does he ask like that?”

“Because Mbak Yuni wants to match Jihan with her son.” Sela Aisyah who suddenly appeared with a dirty bowl.

Jihan and Salma looked back at Aisha.

Salma. “You know from where, Shah?”

“Mbak Yuni herself told me, Ma'am. She likes Jihan, and wants to propose to Jihan to be her daughter-in-law. If you can as soon as.” Beber Aisyah was honest.

Jihan was dumbstruck, now she understood why Yuni had asked her like that.

“But we do not know his son Mbak Yuni what it is like, where can play take it for granted.” Salma.

“If according to his story Mbak Yuni, his son is good and sholeh, Ma'am. It's settled again! Jihan must be happily married with him.”

“That's right said Mbak Yuni, we have not proven it ourselves. The part where there is a mother who is bad at her child, must be proud.” Salma Rebuttal.

“But I'm sure Mbak Yuni doesn't lie, Mbak.”

“Syah, her ex-husband's parents Jihan was proud of her son, so I thought Jihan would be happy to marry him. Uh, it turns out that his behavior is so!” Salma was upset.

“Ummi.” Jihan scolds the mother. “Don't reveal any more that have already passed!”

“Ummi is just a reminder, son. Let us not be fooled again.” Salma Resist.

“Astaghfirullahalladzim! Why are we gathering here? Crowded customers, quickly serve!” Arif's voice suddenly startled Jihan, Salma and Aisyah.

“Iya, Abi.”

“Iya-iya, Mas.”

The three women suddenly disbanded and returned to serve customers who were increasingly crowded to visit their porridge stalls.

Arif exhaled while shaking his head and re-prepared the buyer's order.

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