The Revenge of a Wronged Wife

the prayer that is granted

   While we were chatting, the Hajj came to us..

    uh...ad Bu Ratih, it's been a long time Mom.

  Thank you for the good news about Hajj...

thank God, if I can know what purpose Mr. Ratih and his children and grandchildren came to visit my house...

  look, sir Hajj, I and my children and grandchildren come here first want to greet with a family Hajj sir,,, and,, the second I delivered my two grandchildren who want to study and study at the boarding school owned by this Hajj sir...

then the mother asked Akmal and Ikmal to get acquainted directly with the hajj sir and shake hands with the hajj sir..

   assalamualaikum, hajj sir.introduce my name Akmal, and this is my sister's name Ikmal...

  wassalamu'alaikum said the hajj sir, while welcoming Akmal and Ikmal's hands.

   this is purely your wish, or the compulsion of your mother and grandmother to go to school in this boarding school, son. asked the hajj sir while stroking the back of Akmal and Ikmal..

    Thank God, our personal wishes are Hajj sir, Akmal replied and Ikmal compact...

thank God if it is your own desire, then let's now go around to see the dorm that you will occupy, as well as meet other friends...

then the hajj sir walked out while holding the hands of Ikmal and Akmal, while the pack came out, we talked three.not long came the daughter of the hajj sir and Bu Haji brought drinks..

ummi this is her drink, he said and put her on the table.and immediately sat down next to Bu Haji..

madam Ratih how are you and this is who Mom is. It looks like I just saw her.

Thank God good son.oh yes this is the daughter of Ariana's mother's name.and I immediately shook hands with the daughter of Bu Haji..

greetings, my name is Aisyah...

I answered with a smile...

while we were chatting, Ikmal came to us and said....

nek,,ibu. said the Hajj sir tomorrow Ikmal and Akmal mas, tomorrow can already enter the cottage..

really, son, I asked Ikmal.then where's your Mama's and Hajj sir...

he nodded and pointed to the outside, where Haji and Akmal were walking towards the house.Enter into the house, Akmal again sat beside Ikmal,and the hajj sir was sitting next to the hajj and the hajj sir said..

gee...Madam Ratih your granddaughter is very eager to go to school here.Tomorrow can be in between Mom..

thank goodness then pak Haji.oh for his administration how yes.

if it's tomorrow, ma'am, all the time children in between.Tomorrow the mother is ready, toiletries, clothes the same training pants for daily use, and prayer clothes.. if for the school uniform all have been provided in the cottage Bu...

oh. so is hajj sir...

yes Ma.....

since it's all clear, I'd like to excuse you..

I hunted once, Mrs Ratih asked Mrs Haji..

yes Ma'am.tadi mang Kosim asked us to stop by his house, it's not good to have arrived here not stop by..

oh yeah, already then..

Ma'am, so I saw not when Ikmal came in, but Aisyah, Ikmal ngeliatin continued..

I did not squirm earlier. indeed why, maybe Aisyah seneng same Ikmal..

don't know, maybe...

while inside the house Aisyah asked her ummi...

ummi, Aisyah wants to ask

you want to ask...

notya Bu Ratih did not have children yes, and that was who Mrs Ratih was. kept when Aisya ngeliatin Ikmal, like Aisyah had met, but different versions..

he said Bu Ratih he was the adopted son of Bu Ratih, who only came a few weeks ago from the village...

Aisyah forgot, but her face was exactly. later Aisya tried to remember again...

meanwhile Mrs Ratih, has arrived at her house mang Kosim...

assalamualaikum,,retno, said the mother said hello to his wife mang Kosim who was drying clothes...

waalaikumsalam, while turning to us.eh... there mba Ratih. let's go in. he said as he approached us and invited us into the house... after entering the house it turns out that the Kosim mang is already in the house.

how about mba, so Akmal and Ikmal go down here..

Alhamdulillah so. insya Allah tomorrow has entered, oh yes Iqbal mana.kok mba do not see.

from earlier

oh yes thank goodness then, that's Iqbal. his hand while pointing outwards where Iqbal was playing with Akmal and Ikmal..

they have met apparently..

oh son Riana, if Miss le' can know your age berpa.. asked Bu le' Retno to me..

may Miss Le', I'm 30..

indeed why the hell did Bu ask her age Riana, said mang Kosim..

want to know sir, because it still looks young even though the child is 15 ,

I used to marry young Miss Le'..

oh pantesans...

oh Retno mba can not be long, pity Bi Sumi alone guard the food stall, because soon already entered the lunch time of the employees

yes no papa kok mba, anyway tomorrow we meet again, thanks for stopping by our house..

same thing, we are still family..

I called Akmal and Ikmal to say goodbye..

after we say goodbye to the Kosim mang and family.we walked to the gate..and we immediately went up to the angkot and headed home..