The Mate at the Beginning
Chapter 154 A set of prayer tools
"Eh even a hug here, dicariin eye also" Latifa said grumbling. Hearing Latifa's voice, we immediately detached ourselves from Yahya.
"Awas loh tandem and the third person must be a demon." that is the term for a couple has not been halal different dong same that has halal handrails can be a reward. Continues the third person in question is not himself, Mita seemed to hold back laughter.
"Ekheem.ya has come." His wife's hand was pulled to stand and then wrapped her hand to his wife's waist, as deliberately tempting her brother who stared cynically at them both.
"About-of-the-marriage is showing off intimacy." Latifa's lips walked past the two.
Look at it later if you have been bored for a long time must be jutek-jutekan." he continued by insinuating and left with annoyance.
"What a shame." said Mita with a frown of embarrassment.
"Ahaaha...." Yahya just laughed.
With the hand of Mita who tried to let go but could not, lose the same power of men, who in the end could only let, trying to thicken the face before many people with the behavior of her husband who had no shame. But Mita has prepared a free lecture later in tandem about the ban on public intimacy even though she is married. Kriting.
Arriving in the middle room where the relatives of Mita saw the presence of Fadil with his parents and two small children, is it his children?
"Mami.." shouted the boy who was about three years old, immediately ran towards his mother who was just staring at him flat. The child whines by holding both hands asking to be carried by his mother who is still staring at him flat.
"Mami ikhsan kangen." her voice sounded clear and full of longing, her eyes began to glaze over because her mother had not obeyed her small wishes until the child snuck her then her mother held her by force. How could a mother behave like that? Where's her maternal instinct? thought Mita then turned her eyes away, not wanting to see again or she would be sad and cry. Right now his mood is sad. Seeing Diana and the child, she remembered her mother's late home, which she longed for.
Strangely, Fadil and his parents just kept quiet to see it like they did not care about the presence of Diana who had been part of their family. Acting like you don't know each other. Relationships built up over such years are meaningless. Do not think to start a new good relationship by eliminating each ego for the sake of the innocent children even though not as husband and wife. Mita did not think.
"So this is Yahya's wife?" greet Fadil's mother to Mita.
"Yes assalamu aleikum wr wb mom..happy to meet you." reply Mita kindly directly salim as salute greetings to the older.
"Waalaikum salam wr wb..happy also met you." while approaching Mita.
"Beautiful..sopan, what's your name son?" fadil's mother comments while researching Mita's appearance from top to bottom.
"Yes to Rida thanks....sorry can not go to the wedding ceremony because the children ask for simple aja so today do not meet the family if gini so have a lot of time to get to know each other more familiar." it was obviously Mama Tita who noticed the dislike gaze from her son. Mama Tita positions herself between Rida and Mita's mother who spontaneously shifts until Yahya pulls her to her side, showing her ownership. Mita realizes there is something strange means she must be careful and vigilant, behave appropriately will reconcile everything.
"Good dong must think ahead well." Rida's mother tilted her head, continuing to look at Mita with a smile.
"Yes mother.we held a marriage according to the ability of the husband as our mother said she thought forward.
"Good...How old is his wealth so young?"
"Twenty-one years." replied Mita.
"It's a long way off apparently but no mature man can be the head of a good family." Rida's mother nodded in agreement.
"God willing, please pray that our marriage may be mawadah warohmah mother." Mita glanced at Yahya who was looking at her with a happy smile, feeling appreciated as a husband.
"We're talking standing up."
"Let's get Rida mas Anwar we're sitting must be tired yah?"
"Son Fadil is also his son..would you drink what?" mama Tita tried to greet the Fadil family warmly even though it looked abnormal.
"Atek wants a drink...Maybe milk?" mama Tita turned to ask the little boy who carried Fadil. Mama seemed to try to behave appropriately but different from other brothers who were silent while glancing at each other, which was also like just appreciating their arrival. Could there be a story in the past that has not been spread?
Mita took a deep breath. It feels uncomfortable but grateful to hear a short surah reading from a nearby mosque a sign of soon entering Maghrib prayer time.
"Alhamdulillah already want azan maghrib let's prepare for prayer.kanya better if the congregational prayer in the mosque." Mita proposal breaks awkwardness among all people.
"Unfortunately there is not." Mita frowned in wonder.
"Keep if you want to pray congregation in the mosque must come out of the complex so?" ask Mita to make sure.
"No, there's a mosque here about ten houses away from here." Mita patted the jidat.
"Yes Allah is so close to staying on foot." just apologized cook was upset again thought Mita who finally spread herself.
"House here big-gede distance ten houses must be far away to ride a motorbike or car so as not to be tired dear." Mita shook her head, people if used to live well everything feels difficult, want to walk alone feels a burden even though the function of the feet is to walk not just to stand.
"Much merit is calculated from how many steps we get to the mosque.including this worship charity." explained Mita eagerly.
"But...."
"There is no but-butapian hunt take ablution abhur azan said the mosque is far away.who want to join let's look for the same reward for those who are not strong way far can pray at home."
"Women bring mukena from home, right?" mita asked all the women who were silent. Mita again sighed, feeling sad to see the woman hooded but not carrying her face while traveling, do you rely on the house owner's face? Even though people can carry a cooking car everywhere just put one pair of mucus into a car burdened Masya Allah....
"Eyang...kanya a hundred million money from the eyes made the mosque in the front yard aja how?" Mita asked for approval from eyang. Mama Tita was already panicking, afraid to agree to her daughter-in-law's request, which means she had to let her flower garden be removed.
"As far as you are." answered flat-eyed. Mama Tita immediately limp, shadowed the fate of her favorite flower.
"But if less later added well pa let the blessing of his sustenance." seducing the papa most easily, he mah nodded in agreement.
"The other can also donate a little of his sustenance for the blessing of his life." Mita added a frills of life to attract the attention of the rich in front of her.
"Frankly plead not to be replaced by the same double God.not sincere is his name." annoyed also see the rich who stingy same future themselves. He thought that only in the world of the afterlife was not thought of.
"Mama calm down later the flower garden insya Allah thought of Mita.got will be thrown away." he said while looking at the mama who smiled wryly.
"Mosque for the future in the hereafter but throw away plants are also sins.although their plants still bring benefits to us and that does not mean they are meaningless."
"Abang also why not think of building a mosque well at least provide one room for mushola?" Mita demanded an answer from Yahya who could only scratch his head.
"Yesterday what dowry...try to be remembered?"
"A set of prayer tools." replied Yahya shortly.
"Know the meaning of a set of prayer tools?" Yahya shook weakly. Mita took a breath back.
"His name means Abang must nyiapin place of prayer for his wife."
"This must be understood if you can find out first before.promise is a debt so do not just say let alone this ijab qobulnya marriage later in the end be held accountable Brother." explained Mita softly, understand the ignorance of her husband.
"Sorry baby." I don't know how many times Mita sighed.
"For we live in the world only while our future is the hereafter."
"I don't ask for expensive jewelry, diamonds or luxury homes.only one.full of duty Brother as a husband who keeps his family from the fire of hell." Mita looked at her husband.
"Yes Allah astaghfirullahaladzim.maafin I bang if I talk a lot."
"I'm sorry to everyone that my words are not pleasing to all of you." Mita ended the conversation considering the Maghrib prayer time was getting closer and could not be delayed any longer.
