The Widow's Choice

Very Plain

" You want to learn to swim like Al, too,,??" goda Rahman's.

chekrek, chekrek, chekrek

Nurul immediately released his hand grip on Rahman's shirt and lowered his gaze. " Eh, mas-nothing. Sorry, sorry, sorry!!" Rahman let go of his embrace after being convinced the nurul was standing properly. " Thank you Rahman!" nurul said still with his head down but not in Rahman's arms.

" All together! Careful, the floor is slippery!" Rahman's Advice.

" Yes, thank you," Nurul then took care of Al's clothes. Rahman received a phone call not far from Nurul's position.

On the other hand, an impromptu paparazzi was reporting the news to his boss. Yes, take Tum. He showed the results of his shots to Miss Dira who was in the room. Bu Dira did ask Mbok Tum to keep an eye on Rahman and Nurul. And he asked Tum to report everything that happened if he wasn't around. Like when Rahman caught Nurul's body in his arms when he was about to fall into the pool. Miss Dira was very happy with the news. Although it happened because of an accident, but it ended very sweet for bu Dira. (for Nurul and Rahman are also sweet kok buu,,😁😁). Bu Dira then came out of the room and approached Nurul who was sitting with the remnants of his nervousness in the living room.

Allahu Akbar Allahu Akbar

Adzan's voice has been reverberating. All prepare to perform prayers. Rahman invited Al to the mosque again after Al had finished changing clothes. "You why nduk? It hurt?" ask Dira to Nurul who looks silent.

" Ehh, no kok bu', Nurul no papa." replied Nurul.

" You're still groggy because you hugged Rahman?? hhihi" Bu Dira giggled in his heart. " Yasudah, pray yuk! After that, I want to talk to you!" bring mom Dira. Nurul immediately moved from his seat and followed Dira to a small mosque in his house.

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" Al, it's late afternoon!" take Nurul when Al has returned from the mosque.

" Let's take Rahman, baby,! And I don't want to be rejected!" force mom Dira. Nurul can only submit to comply with the request of Dira bu. " Where are you going, man?? You anter Nurul same Al go home first yaa!" when I saw Rahman had changed his clothes.

" Want to the house of Shodiq bu', there are those who want to talk he said with Burhan as well. Yes ma'am." replied Rahman.

" Mas Rahman will have a promise ma'am, I just go home by taxi ma'am'." Nurul tried to refuse.

" All of you, this is also the place!" Rahman.

" When was Nurul's house with Shodiq unidirectional? Did Shodiq move house? Why didn't Rahman ever tell you that,,?? Not long ago I met Rika, she also did not tell me anything, it's been so. I'll ask Rahman." Mom looked at Rahman in confusion. Mom finally just smiled. Nurul finally agrees to take Rahman home.

Miss Dira is back. He whispered something to Al. " Al, you sit behind ya, let mother same om Rahman in front. Here, I love wine a lot for Al." Ms. Dira had indeed prepared a basket of wine for Al, because she knew Al was very fond of wine.

Children are still children. When he got what he liked he immediately agreed to his terms. Al is like that. He loved wine. He also complied with the proposal of Dira.

Nurul and Al then say goodbye to Dira. " You're ahead of ya Al nemenin om Rahman!" nurul's orders.

" No Mother, Al is behind, will eat the wine that Oma loves, Mother is the one in front,,!" reject Al who goes straight into the car. Nurul ends up sitting in the front seat with Rahman.

" Be careful!" said Ms. Dira while waving her hand.

" In shaa Allah ma'am, Assalamu'alaikum" said Nurul also reply to a wave of Dira's hand.

" Aalaikumussalam!" the car drove away from the luxurious house. Which will lead to a small house.

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The next morning at Rahman's residence. Ms. Dira was waiting for her son to have breakfast together. Until his son came down from his room was already in full clothes with a suit and a briefcase in his hand. They also had breakfast together.

" Man, later after lunch you'll go away for a while!" pinta bu Dira's.

" Mommy' where are you going? Mr Harto's off?"

" No, Mr. Harto is not on holiday. Mom' later to your office all lunch with you, after that you just anterin mom. I want to buy something but you're the same!!"

" Yes ma'am," replied Rahman. Rahman who finished breakfast immediately went to work. Thirty minutes into the drive, Rahman finally arrived at his office. It is not big Rahman's office building, but this is where Rahman's business headquarters. Businesses that have penetrated into various cities and began to explore other fields.

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Lunch time arrives. Ms. Dira has arrived at Rahman's office. He waited for his son in the lobby of the office. After informing Rahman that he had arrived, Rahman had gone down to the lobby and approached his mother. " Come ma'am, where are you going to eat, huh,,?"

" It's up to you Man." They both left Rahman's office, which was once Dira's office. Rahman chose lunch with vegetable anointing. They're already at Dira's shop.

After she finished eating, Rahman asked her mother, "Where do you want Rahman to take her?"

" We're at J**** Jewelry!"

" What do you want to buy ma'am there?"

" Mom, please help the ring that looks simple but elegant yes. Suitable for engagement. But not a pair of mbak, for women only!" Rahman was shocked to hear his mother's words. The shopkeeper took some rings and showed them to Dira. Ms. Dira was busy choosing the ring when the jeweler was busy admiring Rahman. Miss Dira didn't realize that. Until the choice fell on a white ring with a small finger circumference and decorated with three small gems on one side.

" Man, this is for Nurul no greatness, right,?"

" Did Nurul have received it ma'am'?"

" Us, I'll tell you in the car. How, this is about not fit for Nurul? She's a little body, her legs are so slender."

" If it does not fit the size, it can be made a new one tomorrow's ma'am according to the size" said a guard who accidentally heard the conversation between Dira and Rahman.

" I took this. What size is it?" ask mom Dira

" It's number 9 ma'am, '" replied the guard.

" Oh yes, ma'am, thank you." Rahman paid for his mother's ring. Rahman's family was indeed rich, but they did not like luxury or squandering money.

" Where else are you going,,??" rahman asked when he was in the car.

" We're going to a Budhe Dance boutique!"

" Well madamea!" Rahman teased her mother a little.

" Nurul told my mother yesterday to apply directly to her parents. She hasn't given an answer yesterday, just feeling good about this proposal. So, Sunday tomorrow we go to Jogja to lamar Nurul to her parents."

" Yes ma'am." Rahman answered briefly while driving the car.

" What do you think, Nurul Man,,??"

" Good ma'am, polite. And very plain. He couldn't even cover his feelings from others" replied Rahman who recalled back when he caught Nurul's body and hugged her. " It was then that his heart beat was so intense and his cheeks were blushing. How adorable!"

" Means he's honest Man!" bu Dira's.

" Yes, yes, ma'am'."

The car they were riding arrived at a boutique that was quite famous in the city. Belongs to one of Dira's close friends. They immediately entered and were warmly welcomed by the owner of the boutique, Bu Tari.

" How are you?" greet Dira to her friend.

" good. You how? Long time no play here," replied Bu Tari happily.

" Mom just became a detective budhe lately, so busy deh can not play here, hhihi" Rahman answered the question bu Tari. Ms. Tari was confused to hear Rahman's answer.

" haha,, yeah. I just found Rahman's wife."

" Did budhe, did Rahman want to get married,?? Finally maaasss,,hhaha" said a man who went down the stairs from the second floor which became a private room owned by Tari bu.

" Bab!! When are you coming home??" Rahman immediately greeted the man and hugged each other giving up longing.

" It's 3 days, but it's also going back to Bandung. When did Rahman get married?" asked Rahman enthusiastically.

" Don't know the bar yet. Tomorrow's Sunday just want a proposal." replied Miss Dira. " When are you also Bar,??"

" Surprisingly budhe. Next week Akbar wants to find out he wants Akbar to take ta'aruf first."

" Who is this lucky girl to get the attention of an Akbar Mahendra,, hem?? Why next week, why now? The hunt is taken by the lhooo people," Rahman's tease.

" Akbar has to go back to Bandung now mas, there is the same problem Akbar factory there."

" She's not a Man girl, the widow of a one-child. His son went to school again. Asked to find a girl who even defected to the widow of one child. Try to help you nasehatin it Man the Akbar." growled bu Tari. Bu Tari did not initially approve of Akbar's choice of women. But after being persuaded by Akbar and his brother, he finally accepted Akbar's choice.

" Maaa, was he approved yesterday? It's dong,,!!" whining Akbar.

" What's wrong with a widow?? Rahman was also the widow of his future wife, but she also had one child, but neither did she." Advice from Dira.

" Yes, may all your business be smooth Bar! And awaited the good news. Okay!"

" Well, Rahman!" answer Akbar steady.

Their conversation continues. Bu Dira buys clothes for Rahman, Nurul and Al. Akbar paid first because there was a flight schedule that he had to do. Until late afternoon, Rahman and Dira ma'am also paid back at Tari ma'am.