The Smile of God for Marissa

Meet Candidate-in-Law

After eating chicken porridge, my four friends and I went back to the boarding house. Aditya returns to his home on a bicycle that he paddles. Before leaving me, she looked at me with a smile that decorated her face. He looked so happy and saw me blushing.

“We met ba’da ya” his door as he waved his hand at me.

I didn't answer anything.I just looked down and my friends were confused looking at me who didn't react to Adit's words.

We walk in silence. But I realized my friends were looking at me.

“You didn't hear Mr. Adit say what Ris was?” Maulida. While the others who were anxious pulled my arm, some even squeezed my nose.

“Auw,” I was in pain but not one bit they released me.

“Where are you Risa's concentrations? “Sisy once again pulled my nose. If only there was a mirror I might have seen my nose turn red because of them.

“What am I wrong with you guys ?” I do feel stupid. No need to think clearly accept their treatment. I know this happened because my heart was blooming happy.

“Kau didn't even realize what your mistake was?” maulida asked as she glared her eyes.

I can only shake. Maybe I should learn from those who have had a lot of experience dealing with men.

“Pak Adit invites you to meet ba’da duhur, when you did not hear ?” Susi laughed.

“I heard,” sahutku short. “Then what went wrong ?”

“Marisa, so you heard what Mr Adit said earlier ?” i'm nodding.

“Then why didn't you answer ?” keep Santi.

“I don't know what to answer.” My words I say with a soft word.

“ha ha ha “ four of them curled up. It was so sweet that they could not control their laughter. Even Susi could not hold her pee. He squatted on the sidewalk next to the elementary school behind the boarding house. Then I saw him running ahead of us.

“There is something funny huh ?”

This time everything is getting bigger. I could just shut up and watch them grow more and more. I walked ahead of my friends who were still sitting on the sidewalk. I was ashamed of the street users who watched them laugh but I could only shut up and not laugh. They probably thought I was an idiot, so it didn't compensate for my friends' laughter.

Arriving at the boarding house, I went straight to the bathroom. Although before dawn I always take a shower, but the sweat that has not been mongering in my body makes my body feel sticky and I am very rishi.

After all the bathing I completed, I took the ablution water and set up my duh.

“ O let's Bu, please come in,” on my dhikr, I heard someone knock on the door and before long one of my friends told the guest to come in.

“Pardon me, who do you want to meet?”

“I want to meet Marissa. Is there a ?” my heart trembled when I heard the guest looking for me. I don't think I have any mother acquaintances. Although I have not seen who the guest is, from her voice it is very clear that she is a middle-aged woman.

“Short,Bu. I call. It looks like he is praying Duha. Hopefully it is done now.”

I finished my prayer and folded my face and put it on my bed. I put on my veil and Sisy and went into the room and told me that there were mothers looking for me. I'm out to see my guest. A mother wears a purple color robe combined with a motif veil. Although it looks simple, but the mother in front of me looks very graceful. I didn't feel like I knew him before. Despite my doubts, I finally met him with a greeting.

“Assalamualaikum, sorry mom looking for Marissa ?” I asked while greeting the mother and kissing her hands solemnly.

“Waalaikum hail warahmatullah. Are you Marissa ?” tanyanya.

I just nodded. I put my ass on the sofa close to the mother who had been staring at me ever since.

“You are so beautiful, dear. Besides being beautiful, your face is also radiant. Your friend said you just prayed ? Really ?

I'm just smiling.

“Excuse me, Mom is looking for me what need is it ? Have we ever met before? “ Whatever and whatever his opinion of me I don't care. I felt like I had never met before.

“Even in a dream not yet, dear. But somehow when I met you earlier, I immediately felt suitable.”

“Cocuit ? Fits how Mom meant? Sorry if I don't understand everything.”

My mother hugged me. She kissed my forehead and I could only silently accept all her gentle treatment.

“Aditya already said that he just got the girl ayu dream of his heart.”

“Ja . .so mom is . . . .” I sent my sentence and mom in front of me nodded and smiled.

“We get ready yuk ! We have to get home now. “

“Ke home ?” how stupid of me.

“We chat at home huh ? I'd love to talk to you a lot.”

“But Bu. . . I . . . “

“Come ! Aditya is not at home kok.”

Though doubtful I finally say goodbye to Aditya's mother and head to my room to prepare myself. Ten minutes later, I was on a bike rickshaw heading to Aditya's mother's house.

Ten minutes away, a motorcycle rickshaw broke into a modest house across from the city park. The house I saw a lot when I stopped by a few times in the city park. The house is small but looks clean and beautiful.

“Come in!”

I followed my mother with doubt. From the outside it seemed lonely, and when I entered, I also felt very lonely. I sat in the living room twice three meters in size as the mother ordered. I saw the middle-aged woman enter and before long, came out together with a middle-aged man and a grandmother sitting in a wheelchair.

“Assalamualaikum” The middle-aged father who wears shorts greeted me and immediately greeted me with his greeting.

“Waalaikum greetings warahmatulli wabarokatuh”

I reached out to Grandma in a wheelchair and I bowed my head and cupped my hands to the middle-aged father in front of me.

“This is my grandson-in-law Meisya ?” ask grandma while looking at me. The mother who turned out to be named Meisya nodded.

“You're so beautiful, son. It is fitting that my grandson Aidtya falls in love with you.” Grandma Aditya hugged me.

“Grandmother is too much.” Saying slowly. Grandma is smiling.

“Please promise you'll make Aditya happy, son. She's the only granddaughter of her grandmother.” My grandmother held my hand.

“I can't promise, Grandma. “

“Why ?’ ask the disappointed grandmother. “ Is it because you looked at our very simple house ?” connect grandma

“Marisa doesn't look at treasures, Grandma. Marissa will try her best to do her best. But Marissa can't guarantee the happiness of the granddaughter of the grandmother.”

My grandmother hugged me tightly.

“Say ! Grandma was happy to hear your answer. “

“Thank you, Grandma. “

“I can't wait for the moment where you got married and moved to our house.” Grandma still hugs me.

“Marissa, it's noon, I want to cook first yes. Mom should prepare lunch for family.” Ma'am Meisya stepped out of the living room.

“By Marissa help, Bu?” Meisya's mother was stunned to hear my offer.

“Can you cook ?

`”Insya Allah”

“then so fast ! Soon agi Aditya will come.” My mother took my hand to the kitchen.

Arriving at the kitchen, Ms. Meisya immediately prepared everything to be cooked for lunch. The big fish he took out of the refrigerator.

“You have any idea what this fish will be cooked for, dear ?’

I thought for a moment.

“How about Gurami salted egg and sambal Matah Bu?” sahutku.

“You can make the chili?”

“ Insya Allah “

I took the gourami and then I filet. I washed it for a while and then I gave the lime juice, and then I buried it for a while. I made Kentucky seasoning, then I covered the fish with eggs and then I put it in flour and fried it. And so on until all the fish including thorns have finished frying. I prepare raw salted eggs and I prepare the seasoning. I fry the seasoning and mix it with salted eggs and I put the fried fish into the salted egg seasoning. Kuracik sambal matah and I put it in a bowl. Gourami fish seasoned salted eggs that I have placed in the spines of the rest of the filet, I put on a long plate. Then I sprinkle the fried onions and Ihias with tomato slices and lettuce leaves.

To avoid boredom I also prepare sweet sour sauces as an alternative menu. Ms. Meisya prepared the vegetables and I added the anointing. After everything is done, I help Ms. MEisya prepare the dining table.

“Alhamdulillah done, Honey. You're great, yeah. Setting the dining table in the style of a restaurant like this. Now you can call everyone to eat.”

“Good, Bu.” I took my foot to the living room to call my grandmother and father. Arriving in the living room, I saw Aditya was already there.

“Pardon me, Sir, Grandma lunch is ready.” I said as I looked at Aditya who was still sitting.

“I wasn't offered lunch, Darling ?””aditya Goda.

“Ha ha” that must have included you, Adit. Don't upset. Marissa must be groggy because there's you here.” Grandma teases.

“I . Yes, Sir. The invitation was included for Mr. Adit.”

“What ? My son-in-law's candidate called her husband, sir ? “ Bu Meisya surprised and immediately greeted crisp laughter of his grandmother and father Aditya.

“Then I have to call Mr Adit with what designation, Nek ?” ask me with an attitude that is still plain.

“He will soon be your husband, son. Call him Mas or what's important don't Pak.” Pinta Bu Meisya's.

I can only nod.

“Come, call me by what? “ Aditya teasing me.

“Let's eat, Brother.” That's all I can say. All the laughter. We walked to the dining room.

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“Wow, there is a new one in our lunch order Nek.’ Aditya was amazed.

“All Marissa is setting up, I'm just helping.” Answer Ms. Meisya.

“No, mom also works. We both work.”

Ms. Mesiya pulled the chair for her husband then pushed the grandmother wheelchair to the edge of the table. Aditya pulled out a chair for me and pulled out his own chair. Mother served my father and grandmother, while I was still silent not flinching to see the scenery in front of me.

“If it's like this every day, grandma feels like living another thousand years.” Grandma's speech. “Especially if Marissa later managed to give grandmother a lot of grandchildren. How beautiful this life is. “

“Indeed how many grandchildren does grandma want ?” aditya asked while looking at me.

“Four.”

I smiled at Grandma's request.

“Are you willing, Darling ?” Aditya teasing me.

“What ?” again I was stupid. Can't answer Aditya's question.

“Grandma wants us to give grandchild four. Do you have ?”

“ Insya Allah.”

“Alhamdulillah’ all talk together welcome my answer. I do not want to bother with their jokes, because as humans we can only plan God determines.

The Adhan reverberated in the Great Mosque, and we finished our lunch.

“Tomorrow you can come again here and cook a special menu for us, ok ?” Aditya deliberately teased me and answered with the thumbs up of all family members, before finally all packed towards the mosque.

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