The Widow's Choice

Sandals Clamps

"Where's rahman ma'am'?" shodiq asked Dira who had arrived in front of the house with Lastri.

"Still in the mosque, just pray." replied Ms. Dira. Burhan and Shodiq looked at each other. An idea in their heads. "Do not use. Watch you!" threaten Dira when he saw the ignorant face of his two sons' friends. Because he knew very well the nature of the three men. There will always be a bad idea to prank the others.

"Let's not be weird, just be careful if it gets weird" said a woman beside Shodiq, who is none other than Rika, his wife. He was Rahman's friend from childhood.

Shodiq looked at Rika. "What are you doing, why do you believe Rahman?"

"Wildamah! He's been waiting for this for seven years, cook yes want you usilin. Watch it!" Rika immediately shook her waist. Another woman also shakes her waist, Nana, Burhan's wife.

"Why are you following Yang?" burhan asked his wife.

"I agree with Rika, just be careful if you are usilin mas Rahman with his wife" added Nana.

"Yes, yes, madam! No nosy dehh!" shodiq and Burhan answered simultaneously. They both walked to the mosque. Rika and Nana still lack trust in their husbands. Eventually they followed Shodiq and Burhan after leaving their children on Tum and Slamet.

When he arrived at the mosque, the newlyweds had finished praying and praying. They want to go back home. Nurul was tidying up the face she was wearing, and Rahman was walking out to put on his shoes. He looked around looking for something.

"Wooiii former widower!! Really long? Later at home, not in the mosque! Pity the guests for waiting" cried Shodiq, who had reached the courtyard of the mosque.

"Diem ah!" sahut Rahman was short while chirping.

"What is Mas Rahman looking for?" tanya Nurul who has been behind Rahman.

"Your shoes" replied Rahman. Both Rahman's friends also reflexes to swish to the right and left.

"Nurul was not wearing gold shoes" replied Nurul. The three men then looked at Nurul together as if the three of them were thinking the same thing. "Eh," Nurul was surprised at the sight of three men.

"What did you wear here from home? Wear that?" Rahman pointed to a pair of flip-flops that had stolen his attention. How not, a pair of flip-flops that have been perforated part of the heel, the right is green and the left is blue with the engraving of the name 'Abu' on the front. Really attention, right? Moreover, there is no other footwear there other than the shoes belonging to Rahman and a pair of sandals.

"Hhahaha," Shodiq and Burhan laughed loudly.

"You're the Man! Cook yes his wife Rahman Abdullah, a great entrepreneur from D*** wearing those buluk sandals? It's beautiful and that's too, so cruel you're Man, Man," said Burhan.

"Hhihi, it's flip-flops already from yesterday mas here. Nurul was wearing black heels here," Nurul slightly giggled at Rahman's strange expression.

"That's your heels?" said a woman. Nurul looked at the source of the voice. There were two beautiful women on the other side of the courtyard. Nurul immediately walked towards the other side of the mosque foyer. He found his heels which he was wearing earlier.

"Yes, thank you!" Nurul smiled and put on her heels. Rahman then wears his shoes. Nurul looked at the two women.

"This is Rika, and this is Nana" Rahman said, introducing his best friend's second wife. Nurul shook the hands of the two women while smiling and introducing himself.

"And this is Shodiq and Burhan, which I told you about at that time," Rahman said, holding the hands of his two best friends. Burhan reached out his hand to shake hands with Nurul. Nurul then greeted him by cupping his hands together in front of his chest.

"You're!" Shodiq pinched Burhan's arm. "You forgot that scene after Ijab qobul," and bluussss, Nurul's cheeks were hot instantly.

"Rika is Shodiq's wife, and Nana is Burhan's wife" Rahman said.

"Sir, tomorrow if you reach Rahman macem-macem with you, tell me! Let me ulek him use my sambel rub at home," said Rika while holding Nurul's right arm. Nurul was surprised by Rika's words. He looked at Rika confusedly. "Hhihi, I'm Rahman's friend from childhood. But don't get me wrong, we are really from small. My love is only for Shodiq's ayang bebebku," Rika said trying to explain to Nurul. Nurul smiled stiffly in response to Rika's last sentence.

"Please understand the three of them! If his attitude is a bit excessive, please understand! I used to be shocked when I met two friends from Burhan. But for a long time also accustomed to the end," said Nana who also had held the left arm Nurul. Three women who were almost the same age walked together to leave the mosque. Three men were behind them flanking the bride.

"From the three of us, it's like Nurul's youngest brother, isn't it?" guess Nana.

"What is mbak?" ask Nurul wonder.

"Yes mbak. Rika is the same age as Rahman. I'm one year younger than Rika. What about Nurul's mom?"

"I am three years younger than Rahman" Nurul replied.

"That's true! The cutest," said Nana.

"Yes, Rika, I think it's exciting. How about Nurul? Wanna?" nana Timpal.

"Yes, In shaa Allah. But I guess call him not to use 'make' deh, hhihi. Did she say Nurul was the cutest?" Rika and Nana laughed at Nurul's words. They laughed together.

Rahman who was behind heard them laughing was worried. "What are they talking about until they laugh? Don't-don't Rika have a weird story about me?"

"Hey ex-girl!" call Rahman. The three women stopped and turned to look at Rahman.

"Why?" sahut Rica brief.

"Nurul don't poison the macems!" rahman.

"Hhahaha," Rika and Nana laughed out loud. Nurul just smiled at Rahman's words. Without answering anything, Rika and Nana immediately turned around to hold back Nurul's arm. Leaving the three friendly men.

Soon they reached the house of Pastri. The event continued. The two brides came into the house. The event is only in the house of the Lastri bu without a guarantee stage. Simple, very. If given the status of the family, Miss Dira, it is not comparable. But Miss Dira doesn't mind that. The relatives and neighbors who are guests of Dira bu also know, what the character of Dira bu. He who does not like to indulge in luxury and wealth.

After the adzan dzuhur event is over. The invited guests began to say goodbye to go home to the host and bride. Not to forget, there is Nurul's ex-husband and his wife.

"Congratulations, I'm happy you're finally getting married again. I'm sure he's the right choice for you and Al" Bayu told Nurul. "And Rahman, I'm bringing Nurul and Al to you! Please don't hurt them like I did before. I'm sure you can make them happy" Bayu told Rahman.

"In shaa Allah, I will take care of them. Thank you for attending our wedding" Rahman replied. Nurul and Rahman smiled at Bayu and Ika, his wife. While Ika who had never liked Nurul from the beginning, just stared cynically at the woman who had just released her widow status.

There are invited guests from Dira and Nurul's relatives. They perform dzuhur prayer first in the mosque. Not to miss the two brides. Rahman became the prayer priest.

"Han, you'll come home with two other cars! Bring Indra and the others. Let Eko same Bagas later who followed my car with Pak Harto," Rahman ordered to Burhan after finishing prayers.

"Ready! But you're not here anyway?" ask Burhan.

"No, yesterday we discussed the application time. Nurul immediately brought mom' home to D*** today as well,"

"Hhaha, mother's understanding is the same as her child," Burhan lamented.

After all Dira's invitations said goodbye, they went home first with the car Burhan and Shodiq drove. Dira's mother lives with her family still there. Bu Dira waited for Nurul and Al to prepare.

When they were all ready, they all finally said goodbye. Bu Lastri who was used to being left by Nurul wandered, somehow felt reluctant to take off his daughter and granddaughter. He was crying as much as he could. After a while, Lastri finally released Nurul and Al.

Ms. Dira who was riding in a car that Rahman brought, now she chose to ride her own car that was brought by Mr. Harto. Because in Rahman's car increased passengers, Nurul and Al.

Everyone was relieved because the event went well and smoothly. Gratitude does not escape from each other's hearts. Although the event is very simple, it feels meaningful to both the bride and the family.

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