The Widow's Choice

Resigns

"Assalamu'alaikum, morning Dil!" Sapa Nurul when she gets to her workplace.

"Wa'alaikumussalam, cieee, there's a new bride!" Dila replied while teasing Nurul. Nurul didn't bother him at all.

"Well let's go in, there's a lot of work, right?" Nurul diverted the conversation.

"Yes Ma'am! The report has not been resolved at all. Mas Azka is still confused Ma'am." Answer Dila.

"Yuah yuk!" Nurul and Dila immediately started their work.

Today the Dira family has started their usual activities again. Rahman and Nurul return to work. Al has also returned to school after a day off permit yesterday. Ali and Fatimah have also returned to Semarang.

The goods in Nurul's rented house have also been brought to Dira's house. Nurul accompanied by Rahman yesterday cleaned up the rented house after the guests came home. Not to forget he said goodbye to Mbak Tika, his neighbor who was always there for him. Although he still lived in the same city, it was just that he could not meet every day like before.

The afternoon begins.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Ma'am Nurul, is that your bike?" riki asked when entering the store after seeing a new model matic motorbike parked neatly.

"Where's Mas Rik?" Ask Dila.

"Where the hell La, from earlier you take care of Mbak Nurul, cook do not see?" Grouser Riki.

"That's Mbak Nurul busy settling reports. So I'm busy with customers." Dila reasoned.

"No, that's my motorcycle. My bike's in Jogja, so I'm off on my motorcycle with my mas."

"Why not get picked up?" ask Dila.

"And he also has to work Dil, sorry if you have to pick him up."

"The wife of understanding, hhihi." praise Dila.

"Do you want lunch? I'm the one who deals, I'm sure I'm not fasting, hhehe." Tawar Nurul's.

"You dong mistress, hhaha." replied Riki spirit.

"Here you go, ask Azka to buy it, I'll change the money in the store."

Dila immediately contacted Azka with her phone and revealed their plans. And they agreed to buy meatballs that were going viral on social media. Azka was no less enthusiastic about getting the task. Everyone was happy with the agreement of Nurul. Nurul did that as a sign of apology for inconveniencing his friends during his three-day vacation.

That night, at Rahman's house. As usual, after the Isya prayer', Al will continue his studies.

"Assalamu'alaikum Mother," Al visited his mother's room.

"Wa'alaikumussalam, yes Al, come in!" nurul answered while arranging some of his clothes in the closet.

The door opened, Al immediately searched for his mother. Nurul emerges from the walk-in closet of her room.

"Why baby? Sit down with Mother!"

"This is Mommy, there's an invitation from school!" Al handed her the envelope with the logo of her school name. Nurul received the envelope and opened it and read it.

"What else can Al invite?"

"Not Mother,"

"Why? Is there a problem with Al's school?" Rahman asked who had entered the room.

"No, Mom! It's just that, it's not usually the invitation like this." Nurul replied doubtfully.

Rahman asked for the invitation from Nurul and read it.

"Yes, tomorrow Mother to your school."

"Father's tomorrow too." said Rahman.

"Thank you, Mother!" Al hugged them both in turns.

"Al learn first Well, Mother!" Al went straight back to his room.

"Well, tomorrow isn't it too late to go to school?"

"No. And here, wear it to buy your needs! The pin is our wedding date" Rahman handed Nurul an ATM card.

"No, Nurul is still working."

"Save it for savings, for this disposable shopping. And, stop working. Enough of me to support you."

"Yes, thank you" Nurul received Rahman's card.

"And to stop working, Nurul will ask permission from superiors first. It might take some time to quit, because you have to find a replacement first."

"Well, two months maximum you should've stopped working."

"Yes mas. And sorry Mas Rahman!"

"Why?"

"May Nurul continue the Daud Nurul sunna fast all this time? Nurul is now his wife Mas Rahman, it is not good if Nurul performs the sunna fasting without your permission,"

"As long as it's good to do, do it. So, I'm letting you."

"Thank you, sir." Nurul smiled happily.

"Well, you accompany me, I will accompany Al to study!" Nurul. He then saved Rahman's gift and then went down to accompany Dira who was engrossed in watching the tv show.

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"Let Nurul Mas go to Al school, all of you go to work!"

"If so, then let me take you to work!" answer Rahman.

"Eh, don't you! Nurul used aja mas motor, mas will have to work."

"You are yes, cook yes we want to go to the same destination using our own vehicle, do we fight again? ohhaha." Rahman laughed for a moment.

"We, if we fight here, want to 'have fun' now?" Rahman played both of her eyebrows and rolled her eyes towards the bed to tease Nurul.

"Nurul go down first mas, Al must have been waiting below." Nurul immediately picked up his bag and ran out of his room.

"Hhahaha," Rahman's laughter sounded loud enough to leave the room. Soon Rahman followed Nurul down and went to Al school together.

When he got to school, Al went straight into his class and played with his friends. Nurul and Rahman immediately find Al's homeroom teacher. They were told to wait in the living room. Before long the homeroom teacher and the principal came. They were surprised that there were two people there, and seemed familiar to them.

"Good morning, Ibu Nurul and Pak" said Pak Hari, who is the principal at Al school.

"Yes Pak Hari. This is my husband" Nurul replied.

"Include me, I am Rahman Sir," Rahman reached out his hand and introduced himself. Mr. Hari and Mr. Joko, Al's homeroom teacher, greet Rahman.

"Sorry Mr. Joko, is there a problem with Al?" Nurul immediately expressed his heart after everyone sat down.

"No, Nurul's mom is all good. We have good news for Mom and Dad," Mr. Joko paused his sentence while taking a paper from some of the files he brought.

"We know Bu Nurul, Al Fatih's a smart kid from first grade. He's always ranked the best in class, and a while ago there was a fifth grader who reported to me, if Al Fatih turned out to be able to solve the problems of fifth grade. From that we would like to ask permission to the parents of the students, to conduct an evaluation of Al Fatih. If this evaluation is good and according to our estimates, we suggest, Al Fatih was transferred to a better school so that his abilities can be more developed."

Nurul and Rahman looked at each other. "Okay sir, I understand what you mean. How long did it take for the team to evaluate?" ask Rahman. Nurul is still a little confused to digest Joko's intentions.

"Maximum two weeks sir, but we'll work on it as soon as possible. We will also help you find some good school options to reference. So if the results are good, during the new school year, Al Fatih can already attend a new school that is better," added Mr. Hari.

"Okay sir, we're allowing it. We will also try to find information on some schools that have more developed learning systems" Rahman replied.

"Thank you, Mr. Rahman and Ms. Nurul, for your permission."

"Sama-sama Pak," Nurul and Rahman then signed a license for the implementation of the evaluation. They also sat down after that.

Nurul still did not understand the purpose of the Al school to conduct an evaluation. Finally he asked Rahman and Rahman explained. Once clear, Rahman immediately drove Nurul to his place of work. Rahman immediately went to work.

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"Good day, Miss Isti!" Greetings Nurul when in front of the office space.

"Oh yes Rul, come in!" Nurul then went to his superiors.

"Where's Rul? Congratulations again for your wedding." Isti Say.

"Yes ma'am thank you,"

"Where is Rul, the same problem reported during your vacation?"

"Not ma'am'. I'd like to ask permission ma'am',"

"You want a honeymoon permit? Can Rul. But before that, yesterday's report have you sorted out?"

"Yet ma'am, I sent you yesterday via email."

"Oh, I haven't checked yet. I also just returned from Bandung, had not had time to check the work. So, how long do you want a honeymoon permit?" Isti asked while his hands were busy down the keyboard.

"I want permission to resign ma'am from the store." Isti looked at Nurul. His hand stopped for a moment.

"Your husband asked?"

"Yes ma'am, I'm sorry ma'am',"

"I had thought, surely this would happen," Isti took a deep breath.

"Actually I object to you resigning from work. Your work is good, Rul, I like it. But there's no denying that you're married now. So, look, I'll let you resign but once you finish your last assignment."

"What duty is Ma'am'?"

"Teaching your surrogate and supervising the training period of a new child for one month. I'll find a new employee for the store, and I'll drop Azka into the admin section in your place. Azka's college is almost done, so she must have had supplies for the basic admin replacing you."

"Not until two months, right, ma'am'?"

"You were given two months with your husband?"

"Yes ma'am',"

"No, I try to get employees as soon as possible. Just relax!"

"Thank you Ma'am',"

"Do others know you want to resign?"

"Not yet Bu',"

"Yes, is there anything else? If not, you can go back to the front!"

"Yes ma'am, thank you, I'm sorry,"

"Iya Rul," Nurul also left Isti who was busy checking some work.

Although it was hard for Nurul to stop working, but he had to do it in order to comply with the wishes of the husband. A job and good friends are a pity to be let go. But she had to obey her husband. Silaturahmi can still be maintained in modern times. Advanced communication tools make it easier for us to still be able to establish relationships. The power of God is so great.