The Journey of Jinan

Chapters. 81

At 14:20 Turkish time, Ardo had just arrived at his residence. In the living room, Basir was sitting alone reading the newspaper. The middle-aged man was indeed very fond of reading the news through the newspaper rather than through television. Somehow it could be so, according to Ardo it is just the pleasure of someone who is still naturally done by his father.

"Wa'alaikumsalam" Basir said when he realized that his son was sitting on a single sofa to his left.

The offended Ardo also shouts the horse. I don't know the custom from which the man always forgets to say hello. Even though before he was married, when he was saying goodbye to Jinan either directly or via cellphone, he always had time to say hello. And now somehow his bad habits are repeated.

"sorry. Assalamu'alaikum," cried Ardo quietly.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. The next time you forget to say hello, you forget your memory."

"Yes-yes, sorry."

"Why did he get home so soon?" ask Basir without looking at Ardo.

"Same miss wife," she replied of origin.

"Wife misses or is it because there's no work in the office?"

Ardo swallowed his saliva. "There, but Ardo finished it. Ardo go upstairs, yeah, Pa. Sleepy, want to sleep," he said back with origin. Ardo passed from there immediately.

The level of suspicion of his father is indeed very high, so if there is one thing that is strange in his view, then the papa will quickly be suspicious. And do not let him mispronounce in front of his father to make his father suspicious of his bad deeds that he just did. If not, he could be done.

Just as he was about to open the door of his room, suddenly a voice from his right side made Ardo turn his head.

"Uncle, Ar."

Ardo saw that his beautiful niece was walking by rubbing her eyes with both hands. Judging from his appearance, it seemed that Cemile had just woken up. But when he saw his nephew walking alone outside the room, Ardo finally undo his intention to go into the room and prefer to approach his nephew.

"Cemile, why are you here alone, honey?" asked Ardo while lifting the small body in his arms.

"Mommy is not in the room" he said raspy wet typical of young children who just woke up.

"Cemile want to find Cemile's mommy?"

The little boy just nodded.

"Oh, let's look at the park. Who knows if Cemile's mom was there. You see, in front, Uncle didn't see Mom."

Once in the park, it turns out that Huri was not there. Ardo asked Basir where his brother was, and it turned out that his brother was going to his husband's office to deliver the files left behind.

"Cemile come with uncle to the room. We're playing with Ayla's sister. Cemile wants to, right?"

As Cemile nodded her head in agreement, Ardo brought her niece straight into his room. Just opening the room door, he was already made to smile when he saw his beautiful wife sleeping on her side facing Ayla who was playing alone with the wind and air in front of her face.

"Sstt ...."

Ardo placed his index finger in front of his mouth, coding Cemile not to be noisy because Jinan was sleeping. After Cemile nodded, he immediately took Cemile to the balcony of his room and lowered his nephew on the recliner next to the single window of the balcony. Then it was then that he grabbed Ayla who was on the bed slowly so that his wife did not wake up.

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In the evening after finishing the isya' service Jinan and Ardo rushed to the first floor to have dinner together. There it turns out all the dinner menu is available on the dining table, even Elif and Basir are also there talking casually. Only Huri and her small family had not shown up.

If anyone asks why Jinan did not come to cook and prepare the dinner. The answer is because the Ardo family does not allow family members to go out of the room before praying Isya'. Because it has become a tradition in their families not to leave the prayer mats, the Mukenah, and the Qur'an all the time maghrib until the time of Isha' comes.

The Ardo family is very religious. So, no wonder Ardo is always loved by his family if he does not say greetings that for most people such things are just trivial.

"Do you like salads, Ji?" elif asked when Jinan had already placed her body on the chair.

"Em, sorry, Ma. Jinan does not like sour and sweet foods," said Jinan with a very bad heart.

He knew that Elif wanted to give him a salad like the one he was eating. But instead of intending to refuse, but Jinan really could not eat sour food and that was also too sweet. If forced, he will vomit. It was impossible if he vomited just because of the food given from his in-laws. How humiliating.

"Salad is Ardo's favorite food, honey. Even if you don't like it, but Mama hope you know what your husband's favorite food is, son. No need to eat it, just provide it if one day Ardo is wanting to eat salad," Elif said gently.

"Jinan understands, Ma," said Jinan. "Jinan is used to such things. Jinan's father used to love sweet foods like wet cakes, but Jinan and mom didn't like it. Even Jinan now likes to make cakes, although Jinan does not like to eat more than one piece," continued Jinan who tried to explain.

"Good mother's daughter-in-law. Really a dream daughter-in-law. I have no regrets that Ardo chose you to be his wife. She was beautiful physically, and her heart was beautiful."

Ardo who heard the conversation of his mother and wife smiled happily. Actually he did not mind if Jinan did not like his favorite food, because according to him, whatever was eaten and provided by his wife, he would definitely spend it.

"Aunt Jinan," cried a little boy from the direction of the stairs that cut the words of Basir.

Jinan and the other three people at the dining table turned their heads towards the origin of the sound. It was seen that Huri and her small family were going down the stairs to join dinner together.

"Long live," murmured Ardo quietly.

"But, I'm going down" Cemile told Aslan.

"Below ya, honey. It falls, the ladder is high."

Cemile nodded obediently. Upon arriving at the last step, Aslan immediately lowered his son and at that time Cemile immediately ran towards Jinan.

Since accompanying Jinan around the house this morning, Cemile seemed more able to open up with Jinan. Even the little boy was not shy anymore to ask to play with Ayla after touring the house until the dzuhur time arrived. Even though in Indonesia yesterday Cemile very rarely spoke if no one asked him to talk.

"Aunt Jinan, tomorrow Cemile wants to go home to Cemile. Aunt Jinan and Ayla's sister are with Cemile, right? In Cemile's house there are very large barbie houses. There we can play together like this one afternoon" he said, stretching his hands as wide as possible, describing how big the barbie houses he meant.

"Try Cemile asked Uncle Ardo. Can aunt Jinan play at Cemile's?" jinan said with a glance at Ardo. Because Ardo once told him that the man was busy these days. So he was afraid to accept Cemile's invitation if Ardo would not let him go.

Hearing that Cemile was directly facing Ardo. He asked exactly what Jinan had said to him earlier. But the difference is, the little girl displays her cute face so that Ardo allows her aunt Jinan to come to his house to play with him.

"Later uncle and aunt will play to Cemile's house anyway. But on holidays, honey, because Uncle is doing a lot of work right now."

Cemile was shaking her lips. "Aunt Jinan and Ayla's sister are going to Cemile's house, Uncle doesn't have to come along anyway."

Ardo lifted Cemile into his lap. "Can't Cemile, honey. Ayla's sister will be a child, aunt Jinan will be troubled if there is no Uncle. Uncle promised, Uncle will go to Cemile's house with aunt Jinan and sister Ayla. You take it easy, it's two days off" said Ardo with a gentle flick of his niece's nose.

"Uncle promise?" Cemile thrusts her little finger at Ardo, and is instantly countered by Ardo by finking the little fingers of the two of them.

After finishing the agreement of the uncle and nephew, now Cemile down from Ardo's lap to immediately sit on his special chair. By special seat means here is a chair whose seat is deliberately made higher than usual, because if Cemile occupies a chair that is like other adults, the little girl will drown eaten by chairs and tables.

"Oh yeah, Ma, Pa. Ardo wants to say something" Ardo said before they started dinner.

"Why, Honey?" ask Elif.

"Em, Ardo plans to build his own house for Ardo's little family, Ma."

"What's wrong with this house, honey? Don't you like living with Mama and Papa?" ask Elif.

Hearing that Jinan immediately looked at Ardo unkindly.

"It's not so, Ma. Ardo just wants to live independently with the Ardo family. This house is too small for Ardo's kids anyway. Mama herself doesn't want a house like this?"

"Yes, then just enlarge this house. No need to move house anymore. Mom and Dad are old, Ar. Mama doesn't want this house abandoned if Mama and Papa aren't around anymore."

"Astaghfirullah, Mama. Why is Mom talking like that?" said Ardo quickly. She was surprised that her mother could say that. It was a sacred word that Ardo never wanted to hear from the mouth of anyone who was part of his family.

"Mama don't talk carelessly, Ma. Your age is still long. Mama don't talk like that anymore. Don't you want to see Cemile grow up? Don't you want to see Ardo's children born and growing up?" namel Huri who also did not like the words of her mother.

"But Mama didn't want it until Ardo moved out of this house. If not with you, who else is Mama and Papa in this house. It's enough that Ardo left for Germany yesterday, now Mama doesn't want to be left again."

"Here you go, why talk about death anyway. Come eat, it is not good to talk like that in front of food. Home problems later we talk about again next time," interrupted Basir.

He actually agreed to his wife's word for Ardo not to leave this house. But he also disagreed with the reasons given by his wife. To him the word is like a do'a. Do not let God take his life before he sees his grandchildren grow up.

Instead of wanting to dispel fate, he was just not ready to leave so quickly as to leave his beloved family.

  

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