The New Chapter Of My Life
Episode 30 Dona and Nadia
The voice of the Dzuhur Adhan sounded simple, the procession of Dona and Khalis application was stopped for a moment, to perform Dzuhur prayer. The men took turns taking ablution water and then walked together towards the mosque which is located only about 100 meters from the house of Dona's parents, while the women congregated at home.
Meanwhile, Dona prepares lunch for her guests. The aroma of appetizing cuisine was also smelled from the dining room.
"Hmmm make laper, cook what Mom?" khansa asked after he performed Dzuhur prayer.
"Sayur asem with fried chicken, which is easy," replied Dona while arranging dishes at the dinner table.
"Hmmm the aroma of sambal terasya tempting, ask for the recipe yes, Ma'am," pinta Khansa.
"Sip, I'm WA."
Moments later, the voices of the men who had just arrived from the mosque, "Assalamu'alaikum."
"Wa'alaikumsalam" replied Dona.
Rafif immediately headed to the dining room, so smell the aroma of food that has been arranged neatly on the dining table.
"What kind of cooking did you do ? it smells good!" ask Rafif.
"Look at me" replied Dona.
"Fried chicken ! there are also obligatory meals!" raffif exclaimed while pointing at the tofu and fried tempe.
"Wash your hands first" said Dona.
"Fif, wait for yangti, yangkung first," said Khansa.
"Yes, I just looked at you first. I haven't washed my hands either" replied Rafif.
"Mom, ask for this for tonight, yes," Rafif said.
"Yes, I'm ready."
"Great, thank you, Mom."
Dona's father, who was talking in the living room, approached Dona.
"Are you ready, Don?" ask Dona's dad.
"Congratulations, sir."
Dona's father also invited Khalis and his family to enjoy the lunch that has been presented, "Let's go ahead. Please taste the dishes."
The Khalis and Dona families enjoy lunch together, while having a conversation to find out more about each other.
"How many brothers are you?" ask Khalis' father.
"Dona is the third of five children, her brother and sister live in Bandung and Bekasi" replied Dona's father.
"Sorry to ask too, Dona, which graduate?" ask Khalis' mother.
"I design Tribakti's interior" replied Dona.
"What force?" asked Khalis who was surprised by Dona's answer.
"The '98th," replied Dona.
"That means.." said Khalis but did not continue his sentence.
"Mean what?" ask Dona.
"Mr Nadia's sister. Madam Nadia is also the interior of the Tribakti, class of '94," replied Khansa.
Dona tries to remember her senior named Nadia. After finishing her lunch, Dona headed to her room upstairs and took an old photo album. After finding the photo he was looking for, he immediately returned to the living room carrying his photo album.
"Sa, isn't this?" dona asked pointing at a photo, a glasses girl wearing a hijab sitting on the campus terrace.
Khansa widened her eyes, "Yes, this is Nadia !"
"Do you know Nadia?" ask Khansa.
Dona took a breath, smiled and began to tell her short memories with Nadia.
"I know Nadia because she was the first one I met. She had a very sweet smile, I remembered her first words when I met her."
"Assalamualaikum, my acquaintance dong Nadia DI'94. Well it's nice to meet juniors who wear hijab too, in my generation only I'm the other veiled tight."
"I remember it because of its funny intrigue. Unfortunately, I only met Nadia for two months, because she was on final duty. I thought I'd see you again when he was judicium, but we didn't see you again" Dona recalls.
Rafif asked for Dona's photo album, "Bu, look."
"Please," Dona replied while giving her photo album to Rafif.
"Which mother?" ask Rafif.
"This is a mother who wears a black headscarf, this is Rafif's mother who wears a red headscarf" replied Dona.
Rafif also took the album to Khalis' side. Khalis froze when he saw the photo of his late wife with Dona, because of the physical similarities of the two who are like siblings.
"Mother is similar" Rafif said.
"Who's liking?" ask Dona.
"Mother Rafif looks like a mother. At first glance it's similar" replied Rafif.
"Oh yes, this is a story. So, the first time we entered, we were both always mistaken for brothers. Madam Nadia looks really happy, to the point of telling her friend that I am his sister. Even until there is a lecturer, is it true that I am her sister mbak Nadia, I just answer, yes, we are both big brothers and sisters met but different parents," said Dona with a smile.
"Hmmm so miss those days" said Dona.
"It turns out that the way God brought you two together is quite unique and has a thin red thread" said Khalis' mother.
Khalis was silent for a long time looking at the old photos of Nadia and Dona. Until he remembered something, then he opened his phone. Shortly thereafter, he gave his HP to Khansa.
Khansa widened her eyes and turned towards Dona, then she gave the HP of Khalis to Dona.
All of a sudden, she remembered the same underclassman, her name was Dona, DI'98. We always thought big brother, but we only met for a little while, because I was graduating. How areya? unfortunately I do not know his full name, if you know it will be easy to find it here. Dona ! If you read this status, greetings from afar. Hugs and kisses away for your big brother!
Dona read it with teary eyes, then it returned Khalis' HP, but, "You scroll up, there's more, "Khalis said.
Dona also broke Nadia's status, then read her a status that cut her heart.
If you think about this pain, so want to find a replacement for my position now. Paksu must be angry if I discuss this, but I do not want him and Rafif alone after I am not there. You can buy supplies for people who will stay. Somehow there is only one name that ringing in the heart to accompany the ax later. Where is dona? Kudo'will one day you guys be a match. Dona, my younger brother, Mas Khalis and Rafif, my King and Prince. I want you to be one family, he said to the sick to be worshiped by Allah. May you meet and build a new family. Love you much !
Dona was silent, her tears were flowing.
"Why date?" ask Khansa.
"Just like my divorce hearing" Dona replied.
The atmosphere instantly became silent.
"Sir Nadia, breathed her last, a week later, after being unconscious for four days" Khansa broke the silence.
Khalis breathed heavily, recalling the moment he lost Nadia forever.
"Well, does that mean you've been dating your dad before you died?" ask Rafif.
But Khalis did not answer.
"It's all written in the lauhul mahfuz, we just wait for the time to come" replied Khalis' father.
"I'm confused" Rafif said.
"Why?" ask Khalis.
"Said Ara, the mother has been three years single, but if the date of the divorce letter is the same as the status of the mother, it means two years dong!"
Dona laughed at Rafif's confusion.
"Remember you Fif. So actually, the mother had separated about six months before finally divorced, if calculated the same process of divorce yes almost a year. May separated and May the following year was legally divorced by state," explained Dona.
"Ooo.. uh sorry ma'am, so let's take care of that problem" Rafif said.
"No papa, it's moving on" replied Dona with a smile.
"Move on the wawed yes, Ma'am !" chirped Rahma.
"Eh sir, otw mas, if you know the story how finally split the story trus mbak Dona? waaa guaranteed gawking! the burning soul esmosi inside the chest!" rahma exclaimed with excitement.
"Decide!" dona Sahut.
" Yeee Ma'am!"
"Laaa why are you so emotional talking about it ? uh all that has a silver lining. Thank God I finally got divorced... "
"Kok say it's that ?" cut Khansa.
"Because what is Ma ?" ask Dona.
"Because it is a name that cannot be mentioned!" said Dona and Rahma compact.
"Lord Voldemort!" chirping Khansa.
"Yes, that looks like Ma?"
"Iyes" answered Rahma briefly.
The two laughed while the others were confused as to what the two were laughing at.
"This is what the hell ? I don't understand, I cry now laughing. It's not clear !" dona's mother's protest.
"The spice of life, ma'am. Nano-nano feels," replied Dona .
"So curious, why am I kulik huh, Ma'am?" Khansa.
"Khan..," said Khalis.
"No papa, later I will tell the drama" said Dona.
"Look out, Khal. Dona's heart is completely healed, he does not want to discuss or story not because it is still hurt, but if you want to tell a story... "
"The sprinkler should be ready to pop corn, drinks, tissue truss. Those are three things that must be there, so long the story, until the episodes!" cut Dona.
"If it's like this, you're really moving-on!" Khansa.
"Seru you know if Ms Dona's story, we are sad, concerned to hear it, the story is very descriptive, but not Miss Dona if there is no error, the sad story even so like OVJ how to try?" rahma.
"Because it's my latent talent" said Dona.
"Now, have you seen Titanic, right? it's a scene in his day, isn't it ?"
"Trus Mbak Dona ? neither does nengok. Time finally aired on TV, people who watch on the cry right, sad that, but Mbak Dona just slab," said Rahma.
"You can do it" asked Khansa.
"Because I'm not watching" Dona replied casually.
"Yeee, Rahma!" khansa protests.
"That's a movie when I just want to graduate from High School, rather than watching that I'm dying to watch 'saving private Ryan', more exciting, even if now offered to watch that movie again, I'll refuse," dona.
"Mbak Dona is an anti-mainstream follower, if others are looking for a lot of followers, if Mbak Dona is looking for a little," said Rahma.
"Kan Kasian if the follower is a little, I will help you... "
"It's weird, right," cut Rahma.
The conversation between the two cousins also warmed the atmosphere again filled with laughter.
"It seems like there is no day without Dona's cuteness," said Ms. Khalis.
"Seru yes, has a mother like Miss Dona," Khansa said.
"Ro in time!!" aisha and Ara protest.
"Why?" ask Khalis.
Hearing the protests of her two daughters Dona could not hold back her laughter anymore.
"Kan, mom started again ?! I like weird! No, nothing can laugh on its own. Mother is fierce, the rules are many, but yaa fun also if the story. Trus if the mother again mager, guaranteed not to do anything except breath!" answer Ara.
"Trus sometimes, I say gini, 'Sha, you continue to settle down yaa, I want to ngehalu'," added Aisha.
Dona's face turned red with her laughter.
"Mother like this is a limited edition, limited edition that is only given to special children, but not using telor!" dona Canda.
"And I'm starting again !"
