The Widow's Choice

Unusual Invitation

Man can only strive, pray and trust. For the rest, let the power of God determine.

Maybe that is, a piece of sentence that is now being faced by Bu Indira. There are various ways he has done so that Rahman can meet with Nurul. But it always fails. However, finally his efforts so far turned out not to be in vain. God brought them together in His own way.

As soon as Nurul and Al from Bu Indira's house, both mother and child entered the house. Not to forget Rahman put his car into his garage. Ms. Indira was waiting in the living room.

"Man, come here for a second, I'm gonna ask you a favor!" Said Ms. Indira while patting the sofa right next to her. Rahman sat down beside him.

"Man, please find out more information about Nurul. I want two days to be ready!" Indira said firmly.

"What's Mom doing'? Doesn't Mom know him yet? If you don't know him yet, why did you want to take him with you, ma'am'?" Rahman was a little worried.

"You want to be a ghost." Answer Indira giggling.

Rahman just frowned. He understood the direction of the mother's conversation.

"Mother' has been trying to get to him, trying to figure out his life, but he's very secretive. Not much you got."

"How long has it been you've been looking for information?"

"Two months. I didn't ask you for help yesterday. Because I don't want you to know who the candidate wants you to know. Besides I'm sure, you certainly can not bring a potential ghost for mother within a month. Hence, I did not give up on Nurul. Didn't you promise Mama' that time?" Search for Indira's mother.

"O Allah, ma'''', up to Mom's side." Rahman's hand immediately grabbed the mother's shoulder.

"Mother' knows where she is, ma'am'? Same full name who's ma'am, let's hear it easier?"

"Oh, I forgot. I just want his first name. Mom sip-inget for a moment. Nurul Al, Al, Almira. Yes, Nurul Almira. I know you at the minimarket. Mama's been there too just as you want to go to Jogja with Mr. Jefry."

"What a pretty name." Rahman murmured in his heart

"Can use his face also through the CCTV gate" replied Ms. Indira was very excited.

"Yes-yes my dear mother." Rahman clenched his arms with a smile. A slightly meaningful smile. (shadow yourself yes smile Rahman 😁 othor also confused how to explain 😄)

Rahman called his personal assistant, Burhan. Ask him to find information at his mother's request. Not to forget Rahman sent a photo piece from his home CCTV.

Burhan is in the capital with Rahman's secretary Shodiq. They're solving a problem at a hotel branch in the capital.

Rahman believed in his two partners. The three of them have been friends since High School. And their friendship continues to this day. Maybe in their relationship office as superiors and subordinates, but outside the office, they are best friends who are always there for each other.

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Two days later, Burhan and Shodiq returned from the capital. The problem has also been resolved. Time is rolling non-stop. Even the day is almost dusk.

Tok, tock, tock

"Yes in!" Rahman answered from behind his desk.

Burhan and Shodiq walk in and sit on Rahman's couch.

"Now, what you asked for." Burhan placed a large brown envelope onto the table in front of him.

"Is that Han?" Asked the curious Shodiq who immediately took the envelope and opened it.

Shodiq read slowly and ascertained what he was reading.

"Roman-romannya, there are ready to take off the status of 'duda' nih, hhahaha" Ledek Shodiq accompanied by his last laugh and Burhan.

"That's Mom' who asked for information. He said it had been two months that the decetin was female, but he did not get the info. Because the guy is so closed. Yesterday's Mom' finally asked for help finding the info." Rahman replied as he left his desk and sat down with his two best friends.

"Why didn't you ask Man yesterday for help? Or maybe, hhahahaha"

Rahman who already understood the plunge of his friends, he could only resign himself to face the situation.

"Yes. That's a candidate from Mom'. I forgot, two months ago mom gave a deadline of 1 month for me to recognize the future wife to mother. If you can't, I'll have to accept Mom's choice'." Rahman took the envelope in Shodiq's hand and read it carefully.

"I got you!"

"People are kind to Man. Sweet is his face. Simple too. It's different with Dinda." Burhan started to provoke.

"Yes Han, their background is far different." Shodiq chimed.

"Life is Diq's choice. Background is just the support. Isn't it Man?"

Burhan turned to Rahman. So did Shodiq.But as it turns out, Rahman is still glued to the contents inside the envelope. They both look at each other.

Without warning, Burhan immediately grabbed the paper that Rahman was reading. Rahman was very surprised. And even greeted by loud laughter from his two friends.

"The heart of the widower began to melt like that. Isn't it Han?" Ledek Shodiq with his loud laughter filled the room.

"Just as you are." Rahman answered while standing from his couch.

A small smile was created on the widower's lips. Unbeknownst to his two best friends. He slightly tidied up his desk and took some files and put them in a bag. He grabbed his suit hanging from his chair and moved it to his left hand.

"You don't want to go home?"

"Yes, dong's home. We'll wait for you." Burhan and Shodiq answered together.

Burhan then handed the envelope and its contents to Rahman. They walked out of Rahman's room to go home. Accompanied by chat and jokes until separated in the parking lot. That's their closeness.

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Weekend. It may be a day much awaited by the breadwinners. They can spend the day with their family at home. Or also take a walk with friends, friends or even lovers. Enjoy the day off after struggling with work in the previous few days.

But not for Nurul. He still went to work. Because three days ago he took his vacation. Spend some time walking with Al when all of Al's homework is done. That's how Nurul, firmly against Al education. (Yes strong mothers, not fierce. 😁)

"Good morning. Happy shopping." Sapa Nurul and Azka when a customer enters her place of work.

Nurul is still struggling with his computer screen to check the stock of items that need refills. He did not pay much attention to the customers who came.

"Mbak Nurul!" The voice turned Nurul and Azka's gaze to the source of the voice. Azka then turned to look at Nurul with a slightly confused look.

"Oh Bu Dira's. Please ma'am, can I help you?" Nurul slightly shifted from the front of his computer.

"Can I have Nurul's time for a minute? There is something I want to convey personally to mbak Nurul." Said Mrs Indira directly. Make people who are waiting in line to transact at the cashier also turn their heads.

Nurul who noticed the gazes of the customers also felt awkward. Because the cashier queue was only 1 person, he also obeyed Bu Indira's request.

"Oh yes, ma'am'. Just don't worry Ka!" Pamit Nurul on Azka.

Nurul also invited Bu Indira to chat in front of the store. They sat on an empty bench in front of the store.

"What's wrong, ma'am'?" Tanya Nurul started the conversation.

"Ehmm, you have an event tonight*N*duk?" Ask Ms. Indira.

"There's Bu'. In the evening, I nemenin Al completed his schoolwork. Especially if the weekend, usually more tasks."

There was a hint of disappointment on the middle-aged woman's face. But he still won't give up.

"Actually I'd like to invite you home. There is a simple event at home. I want you to come along. But you can't, can you?" Indira said with a tone made a little desperate.

Nurul's eyes are perfectly patterned. But instantly a frown of shock and confusion was present on his face.

"I'm the Bu'? Why am I invited too?".

"Yes nduk. There was an event,, "" Bu Indira momentarily looked for an idea to convince Nurul.

"Simple ways of planning *Nduk. Want to go Nduk dateng! Mom'u really want to talk macem-macem with you. But Mama' can't get out of the mallem. You have free time at night. If you have a holiday, go home. How's N*duk??"

"What's your belief, ma'am'?"

"Yes you'll come home tonight, let me know. Later to be picked up by Harto sir. Ba'da isya." Ms. Indira clasped Nurul's hand on the table.

"Oh Allah, make Nurul so that he can come to the house later tonight. There is goodwill of your servant tonight. Give me a prayer for Allah."

"Not bother Ma'am'. Kan Nurul there is a motor, can go using a motor." Just answer Nurul.

"OKAY. Then you'll come tonight. Thanks to you *N*duk." Answer Indira bu spirit.

Nurul just realized his words earlier.

"Astaghfirullah's. Misdidicate me earlier. This again, why suddenly the same keinget mas Rahman. Allahu Akbar."

"Sorry ma'am, I can't promise to come. Because Al had to finish his schoolwork first. But if God permits, I will come. And no need to be picked up by Mr. Harto. I can go on my own bike." Nurul said more carefully.

"Don't forget Al was also invited!"

"Yes Ma'am'. There's no way I'd leave Al alone except for work."

"So please go home! Pokonya, I'll wait at home tonight. Sorry to interrupt your work! Greetings to your friend inside. Thank ye. Assalamu'alaikum." Pamit bu Indira while standing from his stool.

Nurul then stood up, did not forget to greet and kiss the back of Indira's hand.

"Wa'alaikumussalam."

Nurul went back into the minimarket and continued his work. And of course, he was asked questions by Azka who was very curious about the figure of the woman who often sought Nurul in the past two months.