The Widow's Choice

Tasyakuran part 1

Sholawat chants are so melodious sounding. Echoing filled every corner of the room. Some people's voices began to sound. The mornings are usually so quiet, so different today.

Some people have been busy passing by at the residence of Miss Dira. Today will be the wedding ceremony of Rahman. Not a big party or reception like in general. Ms. Dira held a lecture at her home. Invite neighbors, relatives and close friends only.

Not to forget, the children in the orphanage that Rahman had established with his two best friends, Burhan and Shodiq. The mansion had been transformed into a large hall. With a page that has also been used as a place to serve food for guests.

The brother of Miss Dira and her late husband has arrived. Burhan and Shodiq and his family have also arrived.

"Where's Nurul Man?" ask Rika.

"Still in the same room Fatimah" replied Rahman. Rika and Nana go to Nurul's room.

"Assalamu'alaikum" said Nana when he arrived in front of Nurul's room.

"Wa'alaikumussalam" answered Nurul and Fatimah simultaneously. Rika and Nana enter the room.

"Are you not ready yet, Rul?" rika asked when she saw Nurul was still not finished preparing.

"Not Rika, hhihi" replied Nurul cengengesan.

"Mbak Nurul has been vomiting, so wait for Nurul to get better first" Fatimah explained.

Rika and Nana looked at each other. "Not to think of the distance!" nurul. "Nurul's stomach acid often rises, especially for a few days Nurul catch a cold," Rika and Nana just laughed a little.

"You're so pale Rul, eat again huh! Let me take it," said Nana.

"No need to be Na, eventually," replied Nurul briefly.

"Let me help with makeup!" said Rika.

"Kok Nurul ngrepotin mulu ya, hhihi,"

"Eat him, tomorrow learn dance and by yourself! Let Rahman fall more in love with you, hhaha" Rika seduced.

"Mbak Rika mah, there's-there, hhaha," all started to drift in chatter and jokes while applying Nurul's face.

Before long they were finished. The four women went down and met the guests. There were many guests who had come, some neighbors also met Nurul who had never met him.

"Sir, that's Jogja's mother coming" said Fatimah.

Nurul immediately spread his gaze. Looking for the woman he misses so much. He saw a middle-aged woman wearing a dark blue robe walking with several other people. Miss Lastri came with her son, daughter-in-law and granddaughter. With some of his brothers.

"Mother'," Nurul ran towards Lastri's bu. He immediately embraced his mother's body. Nurul's tears began to flow down her cheeks. "Nurul misses mom',"

"Mother' is also kangen nduk! You're healthy, right?" sahut bu Lastri's.

"Health ma'am'. Mom's healthy, right?"

"Healthy nduk!" answer Miss Lastri.

"You're I'm Rul, right,?" ask Nita

"No way, the effect of the dress is possible" replied Nurul briefly who immediately took her brother's arm.

"Let's miss Lastri, how's ma'am doing'?" hello to Dira.

"Alhamdulillah ma'am Dira. Miss Dira how's it going?" sahut bu Lastri's.

"Alhamdulillah ma'am'. How are you Lastri, far away or not my house?"

"Lumayan bu', hhihi." they laughed together. "Where are you', did Nurul and Al bother Dira's mom?"

"Not Miss Lastri, not at all. I'll have a friend at home, too,"

"Nurul it even though it has Al, but still spoiled sometimes bu'. Please understand!"

Ms. Dira drove Lastri inside. Joining other guests. Not to forget Al has also wrestled spoiled with the grandmother. He momentarily left his game with his new friends. Who else if not the children of Burhan and Shodiq.

The family of Nurul's late father has also arrived. They were amazed to see Nurul's huge house-in-law. "Nurul's parents were really rich people. What house is the palace?" muttered one of Aunt Nurul.

Nurul, who had just taken her mother in, approached the family of her late father. A moment to let go of longing and laughing together.

Even the family of Nurul's ex-husband came at the invitation of Dira's mother. Rahman welcomed them as Nurul was accompanying his father's family inside. Rahman invited them in and was greeted by Nurul.

Some friends of Dira's mother have come, not least bu Tari with her family. Isti and Nurul's friends from where he worked had also come. Nurul was really happy they were all present.

Ustadz asked for money to fill the event was present. The show starts soon. The presenters, none other than Burhan and Shodiq, really enliven the atmosphere. It begins with the recitation of the holy verse of the Qur'an by the sons of Rahman and Nurul. Al Fatih's.

Yes, Al has indeed learned to lie down since entering the SD level. He has a teaching teacher who specifically teaches him to teach and bertilawah. After Nurul married Rahman, Al continued his studies with Rahman. Until finally, Rahman asked Al to lie down in this tasyakuran event. The guests were shocked to hear the chanting of the holy verse Al recited. All praise the expertise of Al in the crater.

Until the core event begins. Ustad who asked Rahman to give tausiyah also began to lecture.

"Before I was married, I wanted the same acquaintance who had read the Qur'an. Where's the kid?" ask ustadz to the congregation. Al who was sitting next to Rahman then stood up and approached ustadz who was standing in front.

"Whose name was le?" ask ustadz.

"Al Fatih" replied Al.

"Where's your house? Where's your parents, I want acquaintances,"

"This is the house sir, he's Rahman's son sir" Burhan replied aloud.

"Lhoh? So you're Rahman's son?" said ustadz confused while looking towards Rahman.

"Yes, mr. Ustadz" replied Al.

"Where is Rahman's wife now?" ustadz. "I'm sorry Rahman, I don't know which wife, hhihi. Who knows if I'd be my third wife,"

"Hhuuuuu," the cheers of the guests filled the room.

"Where is Rahman's wife? Which mother is le?" ask ustadz to Al. Al pointed towards Nurul who was sitting next to Lastri's mother.

"Come on, Rahman, please stand up for a moment!" Nurul shyly stood up from where he sat. "Wooo, lha wong is so beautiful. What about Rahman, who will be my third wife?" chirps the ustadz.

"Awas you know pak ustadz, even his two wives father who fell out with Rahman you know sir," Burhan chanted.

"Wooo, not the MC! It takes a struggle to get them,!"

"Hhahaha," the audience laughed at the words of the ustadz.

"But Rahman's mom is great, she can educate her son very well. Rarely, there are children at this age can lie as good as before. Mr. Rahman is really smart looking for a companion. Congratulations Rahman and Rahman. And you le, continue to continue your salary and become a child sholeh ya! Sit down!"

"Aamiin." replied Al briefly who then sat back next to Rahman.

"Alright let's just start eating with him," said ustadz who was immediately greeted with laughter by guests.

All washed away in the tausiyah given by the ustadz interspersed with small jokes. The show also did not feel boring.

On the other hand, Nurul was very anxious. Her body is starting to feel bad. He started to sweat cold. His face looks pale. His stomach hurts. "Oh Allah, endure, do not get anything" murmured Nurul.

"Mom', Nurul go to the toilet first!" pamit Nurul's.

"Aren't you papa nduk?" ask Miss Lastri who saw her daughter pale a little.

"No papa ma'am, just pee first" Nurul lied.

Nurul immediately left his seat. He walked to the kitchen to find a warm drink. Then he went to the toilet to calm down for a moment. "Strong, O God, strong! I'm also why else, just had an event as well, why even my body does not feel good?" Nurul started to worry.