The Mystery of the White House

15.

All the time I'm just thinking about marriage. Until Aisyah lamented how bad her fate was. Why escape from the problem even brings new problems. He could only be pensive and aware and think through the mistakes of the past.

" O Allah, forgive Your servant who is always less grateful for Your blessings" said Rayina.

Subhanallah Walhamdulillah... Allahuahbar.. Walaahaulaawalaaquwwataillabillahil'aliyyil 'adziim.

Aisyah is only always equal to the Khaliq. He looked far ahead, his eyes fixed outside his bedroom window now. Yes, a small village he used to live in with his parents.

Asri village that has not been touched by the nosy actions of humans who want to colonize the village. A village that is still conservative with the observance of regulations that have been made for a long time.

A village with local wisdom, with abundant crops. A village with pure air that cools the heart niches that breathe it.

He was just staring in horror after the incident that had befallen his family. It was not her fault or her parents. However, because of the tyrannical man who is despotic about his obsession and greed.

Not felt in his prayer and dhikr that always kamitnya kamitnya, the sound of adhan calling throughout the village.

Aisyah laughed at the sound of the Adhan that was lurking. Reminiscent of the voice of his father's adhan so melodious and penetrated into qolbu.

Geck..

Geck...

Geck...

The door was knocked on very gently and carefully. Aisyah did not answer him, because she knew that the one who was going to her room was not a stranger anymore. He knew. Yes, Mbok Saroh. Who else.

" Cah Ayu, let's pray." invite Mbok Saroh.

" Yes mbok.. Where are we wudlu. My room has no running water" Aisyah said.

" Come here." Mbok Saroh's orders.

Mbok saroh pushed a mirror that was as tall as a human. He then showed me the flash button.

Clik...

One blow becomes a magic bath. Mbok Saroh then took her out of the room. But Aisyah was still shocked by the existence of that space.

" Mbokk.." said Aisyah.

" Never do anything that is not right and not wanted by not ours. Limit yourself, do not make the ayu light becomes more difficult" said Mbok Saroh.

" Good mbok" replied Aisyah obediently.

Aisyah is equipped with both parents to obey and obey. If that is not our right and duty. And must not violate the rules that have been set. He must do that which he has held for a long time.

" Let's take wudlhu" Mbok Saroh ordered.

" Let's go, before I want to pee first. And.. am I not given clothes and so forth mbok? If not, can I just borrow a crooked suit?" pinta Aisyah.

" Come here ayu" said Mbok Saroh.

The opening of a large cupboard that had not been touched at all by Aisyah. Ever since entering this room, he had only been moody and lamenting his fate. Without seeing or ignoring the surrounding.

" Look, I can wear it. Although the model is a little old" said symbok.

" Huge mistress clothes used to be young. He died when den vendra was a child" said Mbok Saroh.

" Mbok, but I wear a hijab. And, this shirt is polite.but.." said Aisyah hesitated.

" I feel ashamed if I open my letter. I've never done it. I fear the same anger of Allah mbok" replied Aisha lirih.

" Wear it first. It's clean, den Vendra always asks for the symbol to wash the clothes of the great mistress. To look well groomed. And maya may wear mukena first. Tomorrow the symbol of the market will buy the needs of ayu shah" explained Mbok Saroh.

" Well Mbok" replied Aisyah.

" Yes already, all has been resolved.Let's fulfill our obligations" Mbok Saroh.

Aisyah and Mbok Saroh immediately took the wudlu. They alternate for the wudlu. And immediately to the place of prayer. They prayed in the room occupied by Aisyah. Before that, Aisyah had already changed into clean clothes.

Mbok Saroh saw Aisyah with long hair stretched, thick black, with a body size that fits her big mistress first.

" Cah ayu, the shirt looks fit and beautiful on your body. Be sure to look at the young lady from you" Mbok Saroh said.

" Yes, the story will continue. Now let skita pray" Aisyah asked.

" Be a priest. Simbok is not smart. Still a lot to learn. Simbok thinks you're a sholehah child who already understands religion" pinta simbok.

" No Mbok, Aish is still learning a lot. Let's learn the same. Yes I am the priest" answered Aisha softly.

Aisyah then took the shaf in front of Mbok Saroh. Takbir began to be called by Aisyah. Mbok Saroh immediately followed him for being a mum.

Mbok Saroh felt very comfortable and peaceful when Aisyah read the short letters on skakaat for the sake of every prayer. His reading was so eloquent his man was so soft and pleasant to listen to.

For Mbok Saroh who is already that old according to him the reading is easy to listen to and understand. Aisyah is very passionate in performing her prayers. After finishing the greeting, Aisha said a prayer.

Prayer - a heart-wrenching prayer for those who listen to it. Pilu felt and very tight in the chest. It did not feel that the old netra was dripping water droplets in his eyes. Now his old cheeks that had begun to wrinkle wetted tears that glistened.

" Oalah ayu, your fate is terrible. But symbok believes Den Vendra will make you happy in the future. May good fortune come to you" moaned mbok saroh.

After he finished speaking to the Khaliq, Aisyah immediately turned around and took the wrinkled hand. He kissed full of hikmad and made Mbok Saroh shed tears again.

The head of the orphan. Put the head up and let it suck on a soft, smooth forehead like silk.

" May the Gusti of God incite all prayers. Simbok just help pray and accept your every prayer" said Mbok Saroh.

" Mom, thank you for being a good person who is present in my life at this time. Thank you for accepting me by not looking at me as lazy or small and small" said Aisyah.

" Same - same cah ayu. You have been symbok consider your own symbiotic child. Because the symbol does not have children" said Mbok Saroh sad.

" Mr, believe... Allah has prepared the child in heaven if Mbok is not given in the world. And rest assured that the symbok will always be given other happiness" said Aisyah.

" Amine... God willing, yes cah ayu" said Mbok Saroh.

" Yes already, the symbok will soon prepare lunch and need Den Vendra. Because Den Vendra only gives a little rest. And the symbols use it well. Later the symbok will return after everything is finished" said Mbok Saroh in a hurry.

" Yes, heart - heart. Don't rush" Aisyah replied very gently.

Mbok Saroh immediately rushed out of Aisyah's room and immediately made lunch for everyone. And prepare the needs of Adennya.