
Naya exits the room, having finished contemplating, introspection, and is content to cry, she must ignore her feelings and herself because there are parents she must take care of. Prepare the bed, clean things up and clean yourself. All this he did in silence. Budiman and Nuriya also did not reprimand, or say anything, because they assumed that Naya was still reluctant to talk.
Naya looked out, there was still Ares' car there, but where was the man? Naya steps down after putting on her jacket and finds no one. At that time Ida came, meaning that it was now between ten or eleven nights. Naya looks into the car through her glass window and she sees the man sleeping there, apparently, Ares is waiting, until Naya's heart opens to accept her marriage.
'Oh Allah, I deserve to send a message but none of it is answered'
Naya re-enters the house, and she introduces Ida to her parents. That night, Ida was not escorted by her friends, maybe because she saw the atmosphere in a different house and there was a car parked in the yard, so Ida did not invite friends who drove her, he said, to stop by as usual.
The four of them sit on the carpet, as Naya explains her circumstances, Yoni's circumstances, her wedding plans, as well as the failure of her plan to enlarge her pottery shop. After hearing all of Naya's explanations, Ida looked puzzled.
The woman said, "if later Ma'am Naya left after marriage, then I how, I have not found a boarding house close to the cafe, other than here."
Naya smiled She rubbed Ida's back gently.
He said, "Mbak Ida lived here first, before getting a new boarding house, or maybe Ida could ask Rama for help, find a boarding place around here."
"Oh yes, Madam Naya, how is Rama if mbak Naya married, did Rama like Mbak Naya? this heartache is it."
"Sir Ida I don't want to hurt anyone, Rama knows how I am."
"But Ma'am ... Rahma once said that she has a special feeling with Naya. She is rarely close to women, except her fans. Since meeting Mbak Naya, he said he immediately liked, kasian he is now left out of marriage. Ma'am Naya, how pity Rama."
"Well, I'll talk to Rama. Why not just Ida, who married Rama?"
"No ah, I want to marry you, who can lead me to heaven."
"Subhanallah, thank God, if so let's start from wearing the hijab first, mbak ... Don't wear sexy clothes like this." Naya said as she held Ida's shirt on her arm.
"Mbak Naya, if there was a handsome ustad now, and I was young, I would have put on a veil!"
"Sir Ida, why wait for a handsome ustadz who talks? Yes already, just take a break mbak, sorry to bother, just came back to work, but invited to talk."
Ida went to her room, as well as Budiman and Nuriua, who had rested in the room prepared by Naya.
Naya goes out, and knocks on Ares's car glass, until a few beats. After a long time the glass was knocked, the man woke up, he turned to the window of his car, rubbing his face. Then he opened the car door and went out to meet Naya, who was standing near his car.
"Mrs ..."
"It was night sir, mending home, sleeping at home" said Naya flatly.
Ares slightly approached, he said, "Naya, sorry ... Sorry I didn't mean your meaning. I don't mean to make you sad. It's all Dad's will, not mine, alone." Ares said in a low voice as if begging to be understood.
"Yes, if it's your will, why do you apologize? So, come home sir, it's late."
"Sepent ... So, what's my plan tomorrow, whether I go on or not?"
"It's up to the same father, all for the sake of the children, then I accept. But sir, I'd like the wedding day or afternoon."
"Yes, it's up to you."
"Sir, didn't you read my message?"
"Eh, no, uh not yet. Hp's in the bag, what's up? What do you want to ask, right now, by the way."
"I want to ask you about Caca."
"Why is Caca?"
"Sir, when I met Caca at the hospital, he said frankly, if he wants to marry his father, the term is off the bed, yes it's the person who married his sister if her brother died. Caca also said frankly, if he likes the same father, ready to be the wife of the father anytime..."
"Oh, so. So, how do you want me? I already know, Caca is. But you yourself know, Yoni can't handle him. He also said that if he gets married, he still wants to work and can not take care of children, so what habit?"
"So, if Yoni gets close to Caca, you want to marry him? She's prettier, younger, girl again, not a widow like me."
"What if the widow ...? Widows are better, than virgins who can't keep their pride."
"So you don't like Caca?"
"So. Whether there's Yoni or no Yoni, I still don't like Caca. And even if Yoni wants to or doesn't like you, but I still want to marry you."
Hearing Ares' words, Naya hid her smile, she turned around, saying, "yes sir, just go home first. Rest at home, tomorrow's the wedding day in the afternoon, isn't it, sir?"
"Did you not say, when to get married, where?"
Naya turned to face Ares and said, Naya,
"Not yet, Dad's asleep, so why, you say where you want it?"
"Dad wants to be in the hospital, dad says, Kasian Yoni there's no one to look after, but I don't want to be yes, at home ... Tomorrow."
Naya was glad that her stepmother was so understanding to her, because if it were true that they would have to do a marriage contract in the hospital, it would be a shame for her.
After the departure of Ares Naya back to the room to relax himself and he realized that there is no decent clothes that he will wear so it is appropriate to undergo the event ijab qobul. Akh...
Suddenly Naya remembered a story, about the marriage of Fatimah, the daughter of the apostle of Allah Shallallahu alaihi wasallam. At that time, he was betrothed by Ali bin Abi Talib, with a very simple dowry, in the form of armor commonly used for war by him. The granting of this dowry is not without reason, because it is just that, which was owned by the friend of Ali bin Abi Tholib, in his time.
The dowry given to Fatimah, for her wedding did look simple, but if the armor was sold at a price that was suitable for a number of dinars or dirhams, it would look simple, then the value of the dinar and dirham that was priced on the armor was cashed, with the value of the rupiah currency in the present, it turned out that the price of the armor reached tens of millions of rupiah. It turns out that dowry that looks trivial, cannot be underestimated.
On the eve of her marriage, Fatimah wept before her father, and complained that she had no clothes, which were proper and proper to wear as her bridal dress, at the time of her kabul. As a father, the Prophet calmed his son by embracing Fatimah affectionately, and wiped away his tears. Then he went to the closet, where his wife Khadijah's belongings were stored, which had been a long time. He opened a box and he gave a nice but simple dress to Fatimah.
He said, "wear, this is your mother's shirt, which she used when she married me."
With a cheerful face, and shining eyes, Fatimah welcomed the clothes from her father's hands, and then gave it a try.
Fatimah smiled as she said, "thank you Dad, this shirt is so beautiful."
The Prophet also said,
"You look a lot like your mother. You're so pretty wearing any outfit. Even if you wear modest clothing, even tattered clothes, you are still a daughter of the Prophet."
The words that came out of his mouth, were simple sentences, not fancy and beautiful words as the leading motivators had said. Those simple words, not those dropping words. Moreover, words that ask others to understand their shortcomings and incompetence. But these simple words, it makes the listener have a tremendous spirit and motivation.
The Messenger of Allah is the model of all mankind, until the end of time. Of course all his actions and words are things, which are exemplary. What he said to his daughter was an amazing motivational word. How that very simple word, was able to make the originally desperate Fatimah, feel so valuable, only with the simple clothes she had.
"Rasulullah is the best motivator of all time, and the only one in the world. All his words were always encouraging, and were a lesson to every human being until the end of time.
Naya smiled at herself considering this, let alone this was her second marriage, it would not matter if she had to wear makeshift clothes.
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A clear day greets man with his hospitality. The morning, always beckons man, to get ready with its warm rays. Before man prepares to face the sun on his throne, and that is when man is tested by the heat of his rays. A day that rotates from morning, noon, to afternoon, is a time travel cue. Like the journey of human life, from a weak baby, to become strong, so that then become old and weak again.
This is all His will and man is just living as he should, according to His rules and laws.
After finishing cleaning and cleaning the makeshift house, Naya sat down, she did not know what to prepare. Finally he took the initiative to go to the cafeteria, where he used to work. He wanted to honor Min, as the owner of the cafeteria, tell her, and ask for her blessing.
"Naya, how are you?" Sapa bu Min after answering greetings, when he saw Naya was at the door of the cafeteria that was not crowded, because it was not time for lunch.
They sit in the kitchen cooking dishes that are soon cooked. Naya talks while helping Min and a chef.
"Oh, if that's what you are, Nay. I understand that this is sudden." said Bu Min when Naya finished telling a little story of her meeting with Ares and Yoni, her son.
Naya smiles in response to the opinion of Bu Min, who supports her sudden marriage.
"Sorry, mom. I'm just telling you, ask for a do'a for me. Don't get mad, I quit my job, but there's no substitute for me."
'What's wrong ... Your life is more important, because no one takes care of your life but yourself. Living alone is difficult, why make it difficult for others, fear that my life is more difficult, because it makes life difficult for others. So get married, I wish you all the best."
"What did this Min Bu say, si...?"
"Hehe, if this is the last day you work, I'll give you a bonus!"
"I help, ma'am. But don't give me a bonus is okay."
Naya cannot resist, when Bu Min asks her to help him one last time. So Naya sends Ares a message, telling him that she is going for a purpose. But he promised to go home on time when the marriage contract will be held in the afternoon.
"Mrs?!" rama screeched as he went to the cafeteria for lunch. For several days he had not seen Naya either at home, nor in the cafeteria.
"yeah ... It's me, why?" ask Naya. Flat.
Rama smiled and said, "that's all right, there's just some bird news about you."
"Burung can tell you, is that it?"
As they were conversing, Rama was waiting in line to get his food and Naya was serving his order.
"Somebody said you want to get married today?"
The deg? Naya's heart beat faster.
'Sir Aris deliberately told Rama, what does he mean, anyway?'
"Who said it?" Naya asked
"Sir Ares. Nay, really not?"
"Yes, God willing."
"When?" Rama curious.
"Later afternoon"
"So sudden." Rama answered with a brush.
"Yes, suddenly. My father wants it so, because it's far away, so let's not bother going back and forth, just directly apply to be connected to marriage."
"Oh that. Thanks ..."
When Rama said, his order was finished and he immediately enjoyed his meal at the table in the cafeteria.
Unexpectedly, Ares appeared there, perhaps the man had already received a message from Naya. Then he correctly guessed Naya was in the cafeteria where she worked.
'Why is he here, does he know I'm here?'
At the same time, Rama stepped out of the canteen, leaving behind the food he ordered and half remaining.
And before long, he returned with a guitar, he stood up while carrying a guitar with a rope hanging from his shoulders. He was in the middle of the cafeteria strumming guitar strings.
Rama said,
"I'm sorry, if it disturbs your peace, and I'm sorry, it's already interrupting your lunch break. But let me offer you a song for someone who is going to live a new life, today."
There was a boisterous sound from his friends of one division, cheering and clapping cheered him up.
After a while the guitar was plucked, Rama's voice was quite good, singing a song.
I'm Not the Match (Nabila/Aji Asylum)
My fault. Thinking too much about my ego. Can't make you comfortable with me. Until you leave me.
Too late. Now you've found him. Someone who can make you happy. I sincerely you go with him.
I'm tucking him in. Continue my fight for him. Happy him. You love her. Like kumenyayanginya.
I'm exposing him. I don't deserve to be with him. I received it with a chest. I'm not his soul mate.
I'm tucking him in. Continue my fight for him. Happy him. You love her. Like I love him.
I will reveal him. I don't deserve to be with him. I received it with a chest. I'm not his soul mate.
After Rama finished singing the song, he kept his guitar and went back to his desk to finish his meal.
'That heartbreak needs a lot of energy'
"You're heartbroken, are you, bro?" his friend said while patting Rama on the shoulder.
"Broken hearts are not in my dictionary." Rama put rice in his mouth.
"You sang to the widow, didn't you?" Rama's friend asked again.
Rama was silent, he glanced at Naya and Ares who were eating in the VIP room next to him.
"Honestly, though. I see you glaring at him, who does he marry, Ram?'
"Just like Mr. Ares, lose my rival."
"What. Mr Ares, would you marry him?"
"Yes." Yeah." Rama answered lazily. Uh!
"Don't let the widow match her child. Do you know how Mr Ares' son is? He can't handle new people. If he dares to marry the woman, it means that the woman is indeed compatible with her child. You do not have to be sad ... Although the widow was a grandmother, Mr. Ares must have married her" said Rama's friend.
"Basic knows!" Rama quickly answered.
"Don't get angry, friend .." back pat Rama on the shoulder.
"Why I'm angry, I'm willing to marry her. Same song as I was, did you hear it? So the essence of loving is not having, but being happy, not knowing?"
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