The Chosen Heart Part 2

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It had been a month since Anindita's arrival to meet Isna. And it doesn't feel like Ramadan is coming soon. Counting the days, five days before the coming of the holy month. Various preparations have been made. According to tradition and custom, Isna and Dani will provide staple food ingredients, such as rice, cooking oil, sugar, plus syrup and others, for parents. The name of the tradition is the muffin.

In addition, on the first day of fasting they will usually gather, children who are married and live apart from their parents will visit their parents, to start the first day of Ramadan with sahur together .

Isna was eager to pass through the time of the sahur by being between father and mother.

" Could, later we go to the father's house, join the tarawih together, continue to sahur together."

Hearing the words of her husband, Isna was happy not to play.

" Thank you husband..." She hugged Dani.

Dani hugged Isna back.

Today Isna's plan is to shop to buy items that will be given to her parents.Sepakah Isna really wants to go shopping with her husband. But it turns out that Dani's busyness makes him unable to fulfill Isna's will. Finally, Isna must be satisfied to go shopping accompanied by Mbak Pri.

" Are you sure Isna's not going to do anything?" Dani convinced himself by asking his wife, about his condition which is morning sickness.

Only a few days later did she feel nausea and vomiting every morning. Dani had to ask her doctor if Isna could fast. The doctor said just try it first, how bad morning sickness. If it can still be overcome, and after trying to fast Isna's condition turned out to be fine, yes.

Although in fact the first quarter of pregnant women are not advised to fast. But it depends on the condition of each individual.

All things Dani has done to maintain the pregnancy and health of Isna. All forms of inspection are carried out. And as far as Dani and Isna have gone, everything is fine. No health problems are thought to interfere with Isna's pregnancy.

So Isna will try to follow the first day of fasting.

" Hopefully strong, Ma'am." Ma'am Pri prayed.

" Aamiii..."

The atmosphere of the modern market where Isna and Mbak Pri shop looks crowded. The goods purchased by Isna quite a lot, because the plan is Isna will distribute the parcels also for people who live around their housing complex.

There were villages around the housing they occupied. Arif, Dani's driver, rents a house in the village. So Isna will ask Arif to find out the people who deserve to be given.

After shopping, all newly purchased items are made into one, according to the type.

The sun is in its position directly above the head. It is time for the body to fill the energy with lunch.

" Bak Pri, Mas Arif, we'll eat together yuk." Isna fold mukena after finished praying dhuhur congregation.

" No need for tea. I eat at home only," Arif said.

" Ish, I will ask for help, later after we eat wrap the items that want to be shared. When I'm working on it alone?"

" Ooh.. I guess it's packed tomorrow."

" I'm going to my mom's house tomorrow."

" Yes, I help."

" It must be. Now, let's eat."

All three, Isna, Mbak Pri, and Arif, then eat the dishes that Isna bought in Warteg near the market.

After eating, resting for a while, they started packing food ingredients that people would share.

" Mom, people who are tied to work like Mbak Pri is certainly not able to casually go home. The beginning of the fast certainly can not be gathered with the family, yes?"

" Yes no, Sister Isna. I no longer think about the first sahur with the family in the village. Because my family is now the family of Mother Anne. Every year I'm with them."

" Pri's mom has kids?"

" My son is married, Ma'am. Two years ago, when she was newly married, I was still scattered in the village, because there was still my mother. But it looks like this year we are not going home. My mother is dead, and my son wants to be scattered in Yogya, his home. Last year she also went back to Yogya."

Isna looked at Pri's face, a glimpse of the gloom she saw, as she told her about her son. But only a glimpse. Ma'am Pri seems to be trying to drive away the cloud cloud.

Isna grabbed Pri's hand.

" It's okay, Miss Isna. I was less close to my son. Since I was a child, I have left. He was raised by his mother. Grandma and her grandfather. So it's only natural that he's closer to his grandfather's grandmother."

" If it's Arif, tell me about his journey here, can you?" Isna turned her attention to Arif.

" There is always something special about every story about the journey of human life, especially for the human who lived it."

" Where did I start?"

" Emm.. Mas Arif was originally working on the mother how was the story?"

" At first I worked as security at the housing complex where Anne's parents were, in Bandung. At that time I was only five months into security guard, suddenly mother who happened to be visiting the house of Eyang Aki his mas Dani offered me a job as a personal driver for Eyang aki. I was also given a place to sleep in the house. Mother said, pity eyang aki, eyang nini just died. I was asked to accompany."

" They don't have a driver or ART?"

" There was, but before eyang nini died, the driver was out. If ART does exist, but because of women, you may not be comfortable. I worked there shortly, because five months I worked, eyang Aki also died. So I was asked to come to my mother's house. That's the story, Tea."

" Ooh.." Isna nodded.

" Lebaran later means to be the first Lebaran Mas away from the family?"

" Not really, Tea. Before in Bandung I was in Jakarta, five years."

" Oh yeah? Work?"

" Yes, being an honorary teacher in Elementary School, doubles up as a private tutor."

" Oh, Arif's the teacher?"

" It just so happens that my education is in that field, Tea."

" Have you ever been to college?"

" Thank God. But his fate is only to be an honorary teacher. Time is still in Semarang as well, teacher honor. Moving to Jakarta, yes still honorary."

" E... I'm sorry, I already have a wife?"

" Sever, but died two years ago, the time of giving birth to our child."

" Innalillahi wa inna illaihi. I'm sorry, I'm scraping for a long time."

" It's okay, Tea."

Silent moment. She looked at the face of the man in front of her. And Isna increasingly realized that the man did have the same type of face as her husband, Dani. From the start of his forehead, his hairstyle, the shape of his jaw, and his lip line as Arif smiled. Pri ma'am once said that.

Even his stature was the same. Isna had almost wrongly called Arif whom Dani thought. From behind they are exactly like their bodies.

" Aryf won't find another wife?" Isna asked, between curious and looking for chat material.

" Not Tea yet. Haven't thought about it yet. Now I want to concentrate on making money. Until it's established."

" Ish, don't talk like that, getting married if you already have a treasure, you can't. Let's say if you've met your soul mate. The wind will follow."

" Ready, wrong."

Isna laughing. " Or is it still belom moving on from the past?"

" Do not know, Teh. Maybe also."

" Yeah you can't blame, too, the important thing is not to close your heart. Marriage is worship, isn't it Mas?"

Arif nodded his head, confirming Isna's statement.

" Would I find a woman to be a wife?"

Arif's face immediately flushed. "No, Tea. It'll be a hassle."

Isna smiling. Arif blushed from hearing Isna's words.

Seriate...

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