The Widow's Choice

Like a Charming Man

Seconds change minutes. Minutes change hours. The clock changed the day. Nurul is still loyal to his prayer to the Power to be given steadfastness of heart and will be the best decision for his life.

It doesn't feel like a week has passed. Today Nurul deliberately took a holiday to prepare a little food because there will be guests coming to his house. " Al, would you like to join Mommy to Linda budhe stall, right,,?? Mommy wants to take the brownie cake that was ordered yesterday, together buy some market snacks." Nurul asks Al who just came out of his room after finishing the bath.

" Yes Mother is coming. Would you like a guest, Mother, I'd like to buy a lot of cake,,??" asked Al curious, because it is not usual for the mother to buy a lot of food unless there are guests who want to come to the house.

" Yes dear. Oma Dira will come here later, In shaa Allah."

" The real Mother,,? Same with Rahman, no Mommy?"

" If that Mother does not know, dear. Yuk hunted already at 7, then the hawker hunt at Linda budhe stalls exhausted again. It's Sunday, it's definitely a lot of stalls."

" Well, Mother!!" Al went out of the house first. Nurul then closed and locked the door of his house. They walked to the stall of one of the residents who sold several kinds of traditional food and cakes. Nurul also paid for the cake that he ordered yesterday, not forgetting to buy an additional little other cake. When they finished, they went home.

While they were still busy talking on the road to the house suddenly someone called "Al Fatih!" Nurul and Al stopped their steps and turned towards the source of the voice.

" Oma Dira!" Al and Nurul smiled. They also approached Indira. Ms. Indira also looks very happy from the look on her face.

" O Allah, I've met the guest. I haven't cooked yet." Nurul was confused in his heart. Because he thought Indira's mom would come in the afternoon or evening, not this early.

" Nduk assalamu'alaikum!" bu Indira said a greeting, which was immediately answered by Nurul and Al while greeting the middle-aged woman's hand.

There was a sound of a car door closing from the other side. Before long, a handsome man appeared from the front of the car with a casual grooming. He then commented on the smile when he saw the two people he would visit. " Om Rahman also came." said Al who first saw the figure of the man approaching.

" Dear, I want to meet you with Mother" replied Ms. Indira.

Rahman said hello, "Assalamu'alaikum." Which was then answered by all and Al immediately shook Al's hand. Nurul smiled at Rahman and bowed slightly. Rahman did the same.

" Where are you guys from?" ms. Indira was curious.

" By buying Oma's cake." Al showed me the plastic bag he was carrying.

" Let's miss Dira, Rahman's mom to the house. The conversation continued at home!"

Bu Dira then embraces Al's shoulder and walks side by side and continues the conversation. Nurul and Rahman, don't ask. They behind Dira and Al just walk normally and still keep their distance and silence each other. (although here the story is no Covid-19 lhooo yaa 😄)

Until they got to the front of Nurul's house. Nurul prepared to take the key in the pocket of his long skirt, suddenly Bu Dira turned his head back," You guys no longer fight right? From earlier on diem-dieman like a new man fighting."

Nurul and Rahman suddenly looked at each other. " Not really bu'!" they were compact to answer the question of Miss Dira. And look at each other again after accidentally answering the question in a compact manner. Their eyes meet each other.

" Subhanallah, how come Rahman is this handsome??, Astaghfirullah, you can't be Rul, you can't!! Keep your eyes on Rul!!"

" O Allah, the eyes are so shady." Rahman tried to dilute the atmosphere by commenting on the smile on her lips. Nurul nodded her head. His smile was covered in the mask he was wearing.

Nurul then opened the door of his house after opening the door first. " Please enter Dira, Rahman! Sorry the place isn't so comfortable." Indira and Rahman went inside. Nurul invited two guests to sit on a thin carpet. There are no chairs or couches for guests at Nurul's house. There is only a thin carpet that is used to be a place to chat Nurul and Al or just watch tv. Because there are rarely guests. Even if there may be only neighbors who just have a casual conversation.

Nurul then went to the kitchen to prepare drinks and snacks for his guests, not forgetting he took off the mask he was wearing when he left the house. Before long, Nurul had brought a tray containing three drinks and two cake plates. " Please Miss Dira, Rahman!". After Nurul returned the tray to the kitchen, she sat down with the two guests and her son. " O my heart, let it go, just relax, don't be so fast. If it comes out of danger!!" Nurul was really nervous at the moment.

" You're off nduk,,??" tanya bu Dira after tasting a warm tea provided by Nurul.

" Yes ma'am, take a vacation today. After all, Nurul also does not know what time Dira wants to come here, fear that if Nurul does not vacation, there will only be Al at home if Dira ma'am comes." The conversation continues. Bu Dira asked a few things about the rented house Nurul occupied and about Al school.

" Sir,,!!"

" Well, what's your answer,,??"

Deg. Nurul was confused to answer Dira's question. He was not sure of his heart either. He doesn't know what to say. Nurul was silent.

" Are you not sure of your answer, yet,,??" tanya Bu Dira returned when she saw Nurul just speechless. " Is there something on your mind that you want to ask first,,??"

" I'm aaaa,,"

" Or put it this way, since you're off today, how about you come home again? There's something I want to show you."

" Eemm, but ma'am',,"

" Al don't want to go to Oma's place again,,??" mom asked Al.

" Is there a same Riko deck Rindi deck as well as Oma,,??"

" There's no dear! Riko's same deck Rindi's deck didn't come today."

" Is Riko's deck house the same deck Rindi where Oma?" Al curious.

" Distant dear, in Semarang." Al just nodded his head. Because the two themselves do not know where Semarang is.

" Al will play with Rahman, will you,,??" Rahman suddenly chimed in.

" Want to play with Al,,??"

" Why not,,?? Later we can play like you played with Riko deck yesterday, or you want to go for a walk with Om,,?? You can too,,!!" rahman replied more enthusiastically.

" May Mother,,??" Al asked his mother for permission.

" No papa nduk, you also have a holiday today. Come on over to Mom's house again!!" bring Indira's mom.

" O Mother, by yaaa!!" Al suddenly whined.

" Why are you whining about Al?? Whoa!! How else is this,,??" Nurul breathed slowly. " Yaudah, it can be.!" Nurul finally accepted Indira's invitation and Al's request. " But promise, you can't be naughty with Rahman. And play at home, don't take a walk!!"

" Well, Mother." replied Al glad.

" Yaudah, change your clothes first!" nurul's orders. Al immediately stood up and ran towards his room to change clothes. Soon Al had come out of his room and had changed his clothes.

" Mother don't change clothes,,??" ask Al.

" Yes a minute. Mommy is waiting for you to change clothes first. You are here ifa Dira nemenin same om Rahman first yes!" Al nodded and sat down to accompany Indira and Rahman. The three of them chatted again after Nurul said goodbye to change clothes.

After Nurul changed his clothes, everyone moved from his seat and prepared to go to Indira's house. Nurul took the cake he had prepared to give to Indira. Then they left the simple rented house. There were several pairs of eyes that paid attention as they walked towards the parked car in front of the alley. Nurul is unkind to Indira and Rahman for the looks of some people on them. But it looks like Indira and Rahman are not bothered by that. Nurul tried to calm her heart. Until they reached the place where Rahman parked his car.

" Your mother is Rahman in front! Mother's behind the same Al." orders mom Indira.

" But ma'am," Nurul tried to resist.

" Come Al, we're sitting in the back!" take Indira's mom to Al. Al nodded and got into the car. Finally Nurul could only resign and sit in the front seat next to Rahman who was driving. Until the car began to drive towards Housing Complex X.