
The next day, as usual, Jihan helped her parents sell porridge. But since it was time for the stall to close, Jihan piled up all the dirty bowls and washed them. Salma also approached the princess while giving her a dirty bowl that she took from the front.
“How, Son? Did you get the answer?” Ask Salma suddenly.
“Alhamdulillah, already, Ummi.” Answer Jihan.
“What?”
“Later also Ummi will know.”
“Oh, would you like to play secrets yes the same Ummi?” Salma LEDek.
Jihan just smiled in response to her ummi teasing it.
Salma also rubbed Jihan's head covered with a veil.“Whatever your choice, may it be the best.”
“Aamiin. Insha Allah, Ummi.”
“Ya already, Ummi to the front first.”
Jihan nodded. “Iya, Ummi.”
Salma leaves Jihan in the kitchen and helps her husband finish the shop. While Jihan continued her work washing dirty bowls of former porridge.
After finishing washing the bowl, Jihan came back to the front, but her steps stopped when she saw Radit and Yuni talking with her parents. As her heart raced, she realized she had a debt response to her former boss' proposal a week ago.
“Eh, it's Jihan!” Yuni pointed at the fixated Jihan staring at them.
“Jihan, come here, Son!” Salma called her daughter.
With a slow and slightly trembling step, Jihan walked over to the four people.
“Sit, Nak.” Salma Pinta.
Jihan sits next to Ummi and right in front of Radit. He just bowed because he was caught off guard and angry because Radit kept looking at him.
“Hai, Jihan. How are you, Nak?” Sapa Yuni's.
“Alhamdulillah, fine, Bu.” Jihan raised her head for a moment looking at Yuni, then lowered her head again.
“We are here to ask you your answer to our proposal at that time, have you made a decision?” Terang Yuni's.
Jihan nodded with her head bowed, her heart pounding more and more.
“Sorry if the effect is urgent, until bela-belain comes to this stall, we have been impatient to hear Jihan's answer. Even this week until you can not sleep.”Yuni laughed awkwardly as she felt bad.
“It's okay, Ma'am. It's time for Jihan to answer Mbak's proposal and Nak Radit.” Sahut Salma, while Arif just smiled just to justify.
Radit and Yuni laughed in response to Salma's words. While Jihan was still bowed in silence, she was nervous to death.
“So how, Son? What is your answer?”
Everyone was waiting for Jihan's answer, but the woman in the hijab seemed to suddenly be gago.
“Nak, Ma'am Yuni asked that. What is your answer?” Salma touched Jihan's shoulder.
Jihan again raised her head and looked at Yuni.“Bismilbornrahmanirrahim, sa-saya .. received a proposal from Mom and willing to marry Mr. Radit.”
“Alhamdulillah!” Radit and everyone.
Radit's heart was very happy because God granted his prayer, it felt like at this time he wanted to be very grateful for Jihan's answer.
“Alright, tomorrow night we will come to apply. The day after Radit had to return to Jakarta.” Yuni said excitedly.
Arif nodded. “Iya, Ma'am. We are waiting for his arrival.”
Yuni turned to look at Jihan. “Hem, what do you want Jihan to ask for her wedding dowry? Just say, Radit will definitely fulfill.”
“Seat prayer tools only, Bu.” Sahut Jihan lugas's.
“That's it?” Yuni.
Jihan nodded.“Yes, Ms.”
Radit smiled, he knew this woman before him was so simple and humble. No glare at the treasures and grandeur of the world, it was one of the things that made him fall in love with Jihan.
Jihan hopes this is the best decision, hopefully she can soon forget her past and love Radit with all her heart and be a good wife for him.
“Alright, we'll be ready for Jihan's request. Then we'll excuse you.” Pungkas Yuni's.
“Iya, Mbak.”Salma and Arif.
“Assalammualaikum.”
Wa’alaikumsalam.”
Yuni and Radit left the porridge stall belonging to the Arif family.
Salma looked at Jihan. “May Allah bless this decision, and may Nak Radit be your best mate.”
“Aamiin yes Allah.” Jihan and Arif.
“Then as soon as possible we should go to Mas Yusuf and ask for a divorce deed of Jihan.” Salma's Proposal.
Jihan's heart seemed to tremble when she heard the words of the ummi.
Arif nodded. “Iya, later we set the right time to go to jakarta.”
“Iya, Abi.” Reply Salma.
Actually they could have contacted Joseph to ask for the divorce certificate, but it felt impolite. Moreover, Salma intends to convey this good news directly to Ammar's parents.
“Hem, then excuse me to go back first.” Jihan got up and hurried away from the presence of her parents.
In the kitchen, Jihan leaned against the wall while staring at her wedding ring with Ammar still coiled around her ring finger. For a year, even though Jihan never took off the round object. But today, he had to do it.
Jihan slowly pulled the ring out of her finger, along with the falling teardrops drenching her cheeks.
“Goodbye, Mas Ammar.”Said Jihan Lirih.
Jihan did not ask for much, she only hoped that what she decided today Insha Allah would be the gateway to the happiness of the world and the hereafter.
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