Tidying Up Asa, Inviting Hidayah

38. Wise Son-in-law Candidate

...🌵There is no need to be hasty in making a decision, so as not to end in regret.🌵...

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A beautiful minimalist house located on the side of the road, this morning before noon looks more crowded than usual. Two cars were parked in front of the house. The white painted door leaf opened wide, looking from the outside some people were sitting in the living room chair.

The noisy sounds of people conversing with occasional laughs, puffs of cigarette smoke filled the room and dishes available at the table to be a sign of the house was the arrival of guests. Special guests are warmly welcomed by the homeowner.

Not only the living room seats are full of filled, but the middle room is no less crowded. Three young people chose to sit in the living room which is only limited by a partition with a living room. Separated from the parents who have been immersed in the conversation since a while ago.

Jenar was peeling the apple she brought as a hand to visit her future husband. Nalini sat next to Jenar, busy sorting her brother's thick books that would be donated to the community. Ghufron sat on a mattress, leaning his back against the wall with his legs straightened. He was especially concerned about his fiancee's flickering fingers peeling apples.

“While the most antioxidant content in apples is on the skin, you know, Mas.” said Jenar without shifting focus from peeling the skin of red fruit in his hands.

“But I don't like to eat apples all over their skin, Nduk. The sweet taste is mixed with sepet.” replied Ghufron.

“Don't you eat wine without the skin?”

“Indeed yes, automatically can not nelen grape skins. Eat oranges as you throw them away, do not get swallowed.”

“Wah! Ribet, dong, Mas?”

“Yes, that was. Why mas do not like to eat fruit, because males spit it. Even if you eat something that does not need to be peeled, you can not swallow the lining of the fruit.”

“Ya, already. If you want to eat fruit, it is the same as me. Later not peeled, deh.”

“Mathuk (fit), Nduk. All bribed, huh?” Ghufron tilted his head, looking for Jenar's lowered face. He was happy to see Jenar raising her head with a red face.

“Not ashamed of being bribed again? I see, you know.” said Jenar when slicing apples into small parts.

“Thy, anyway. Especially here everything,” replied Ghufron while pointing the direction of the living room with a view, “not only the same father mother, but your mother's father, om Dito and aunt Yumna as well. It's getting wet, yeah, shower all together. If not gini, when else can ngrasain eat from your hands directly.”

For a moment Jenar followed Ghufron's line of sight, but then she lowered her head while thinning her lips again. With a red face, he raised his head slightly. Picked up a piece of apple, held it out in front of Ghufron's mouth. He had to endure embarrassment as Ghufron bit the tip of the apple cut without touching his finger. Not taking even the slightest look from him.

“Just my feeling or you are more beautiful, yes, Nduk?”

“No need to fight, Mas.”

“Mas is not dreadful, you also agree with mas, right, Lin? More beautiful, yes?”

Nalini who was asked simply nodded without shifting focus from writing a list of pre-selected books. For a moment Nalini played the pen before her right hand stretched out to pick up the apple that had just been peeled by Jenar. Ghufron immediately hit his sister's hand, before reaching the apple cut.

“Don't, Lin! It's apple for mas, you peel yourself, there!”

“But spy, anyway, Mas? Usually we divide two. Ask for one apple only time can not.” grumbled Nalini while singing lips, he sulked to his future sister-in-law, “by, yes, Ma'am?”

Jenar nodded, but as quickly as lightning Ghufron took out a plate containing pieces of apples, keeping it away from Nalini. “No can, Lin. This one has hit his hand Jenar, only mas can eat,” he said exactly like a child who does not want his toys captured.

“You want to not peel?” Jenar asked because she didn't want the two sisters fighting over pieces of apples.

“No need, Ma'am. Mbak Jenar want to peel but the same mas definitely can not.” Nalini grumbled as she took the apple from the table and ate it without being peeled.

“Well! It knows,” said Ghufron triumphantly by giving a plate to Jenar while glancing spoiled, “continue his bribe, Nduk.”

“Mas spoiled really like a kid.” Nalini grumbled while chewing an apple.

“Biarin! Just not protesting, why do you mind?”

Jenar shook her head while smiling. He has not been left thinking about Ghufron's behavior lately. Sometimes very wise, sometimes very firm, but sometimes suddenly turned very spoiled like a child.

Jenar also felt Ghufron was very sweet and romantic, whereas at first they met Ghufron just like most men who did not talk much, cold and stiff. But since they were close and engaged, Ghufron was not ashamed to show his love for Jenar.

Meanwhile in the living room, the old men who had been chatting casually, had now turned serious. Started by Mr. Haryo who thanked for the help given for the treatment of Ghufron.

“I don't know what to thank in any way, too much for the family Mr. Fares to give my son.”

“Actually I just found out this morning about this, sir. My daughter and daughter-in-law told me nothing about Ghufron's treatment. If Jenar doesn't tell me, I don't know.” either Fares replied ending with a light laugh.

“Glorious once the daughter and son-in-law of the father, insyaalloh if I was given the opportunity to meet, of course I want to say thank you in person.”

“Don't overdo it, Haryo sir. Reyfan and Aneesha did nothing. That's pontang-panting here and there, right, Hara. So we should be thanking Hara. Yes, right?” Fares patted Hara on the back, while the one who was patted just kept silent without answering anything.

“That's right,” said Riani. “My son and daughter-in-law can only give orders. The execution, yes, Hara. Always been that way from long ago.”

“It feels like hundreds of times we thank you will not be enough, because there is too much that Nak Hara did for us.” said Pak Haryo staring fixedly at Hara.

“I only carry out the command.” replied Hara briefly, densely and without further ado.

"May Nak Hara always be in the protection of God, may be given endless happiness and granted what is your desire, son!"

"Aamiin's."

For a moment all eyes fell on Hara, including Nalini who had just finished tidying up the cardboard containing the book. He ate an apple while looking straight through the partition of the middle room divider with the living room. Staring at a man who had been sitting quietly while smoking, did not get late in the conversation of the parents, only answered with one short sentence.

Nalini shifted her seat to get closer to Jenar, whispering in front of the ear of her future sister-in-law, “mbak? Mr Hara is quiet, yes?”

Sontan Jenar turned to the living room, following Nalini's gaze. He nodded when he saw Hara sitting next to his father who was chatting with Mr. Haryo.

“Pak Hara what age, anyway, Ma'am? I don't think he's too old, huh?” Nalini asked in a whisper but was clearly heard by Ghufron who was only about a meter away with her.

Genar just shook his head not to pique Nalini's curiosity. She was more interested in feeding piece by piece of apple to her future husband. But Nalini just keeps asking, “pak Hara is married yet?”

“Mbak do not know, mbak rarely chat with Pak Hara.”

“Why are you, anyway, Lin? Very similar to Mr Hara?” It was not Jenar who answered, but Ghufron was suspicious.

“Topers know aja, Mas.” Nalini straightened up, looking straight at Hara with two hands open like forming a picture frame, “men are as perfect as her, that is. Handsome, rich already clearly visible from his appearance, deft and .. like to help others. Perfect, right? Although mysterious, actually. Mr. Hara's face holds many puzzles, making curious.”

Ghufron rubbed his sister's face rough from behind, “blink if you see the opposite sex. Can not be more than three minutes, later the fall of zina eyes, you know.”

Nalini thunts, “ck! What, the hell, Mas? My people are just admiring the creation of Alloh, kok.”

Ghufron shook his lips several times, concerned about his younger sister's actions. However, Jenar just a little laugh, asked in a seductive tone, “suka same sir Hara, yes?”

Nalini shrugged, “not Line type, anyway, Ma'am. But if Mr. Hara is married, Lini can consider,” he said with full confidence.

“Do not expect, Lin! Where would you like, Hara same you. Shower only rarely.” Ghufron grumbled while pulling her sister's hijab.

“Yee! That was, right, yesterday when Lini marahan was the same dipper. Now it's better, so take a shower.”

“Your base!”

Jenar covered her mouth with one hand, preventing her from being blown away. Because he did not want to be the center of attention of the parents, but seeing the brothers in front of him ridiculed each other, he felt comforted.

“Oya!” fares' speech caught everyone's attention, he said after a cough, “I want to express my main intention and family come here.”

Mr. Haryo and Ms. Nuning glanced at each other at a glance, then nodded, allowing Fares to continue the sentence.

“In addition to wanting to visit Ghufron who yesterday just came out of the hospital. Me and my family came here none other than not because they want to continue good intentions.”

Fares looked one by one at a time in the room before returning to say, “brightly, these days my wife and I feel uncomfortable. My thoughts were disturbed because Ghufron was sick and Jenar often came here, accompanied the check, to visit the hospital.”

“Not because I mind my daughter doing a good thing that, sir, bu.” Fares looked at Mr. Haryo and bu Nuning alternately, “but as a parent, I feel bad if this is protracted. So, I talked to Jenar and the whole family. If father and mother agree, I want to accelerate the marriage of Jenar and Ghufron.”

“Let my mind this not go anywhere. Moreover, my sister, Dito, next week transferred to Ternate. I will feel calmer if Jenar has someone to look after. Sorry, you know, this. It is not my intention to deviate from our past agreement, this is due to urgent circumstances.”

Mr. Haryo and Ms. Nuning looked at each other, surprised by what Fares had just said. Actually, they both have the same thoughts as Fares, only they have not been talked about. Later their concentration was seized for the treatment of Ghufron.

“Aduh, how, yes?” Mr. Haryo is confused to answer how, because he cannot make his own decisions.

“Only if father, mother and Ghufron agree. We do not force, kok.” said Riani while rubbing the shoulder of Nuning bu.

“If you can be honest, actually I really want to have a daughter-in-law. But how, yeah?” bu Nuning was hesitant.

“We can not decide for ourselves, because it is not we who will undergo,” said Pak Haryo wisely while looking back, “you how, Le?”

Ghufron, who was teasing her sister, was silent for a moment. He glanced at the solemn Jenar in a bow. The girl he wanted to be a companion, was now in sight. The blessing of his parents has also been obtained, just one step away from making the relationship legal. But he had other thoughts.

“I am very happy that Mr. Fares is ready to marry us, my inner birth is also ready to marry Jenar. However-” Ghufron paused the sentence for a moment, “if I may ask for time. Not want to refuse, but I want to postpone first.”

“Lho? You guys agree, to, Le?” (you disagree, yes, son?) Ask Pak Haryo wanted to hear the reason his eldest son rejected Fares' good intentions.

“Kulo agrees, Sir. Namung nyuwun wekdal. Menawi sakniki kulo ngrabeni Jenar kok mboten prayogi ngoten, Pak.” (I agree, Sir. But I want to ask for a moment. Now that I am married to Jenar, I feel bad.)

“Ora prayoga piye, to, Le? You dewe wes matur karo mr yen wes ready rabbi, endi ne sing ora prayoga? Opo cost issue?” (Not good how, huh, son? You yourself say the same father if you are ready to get married, which is not good? What is the cost issue?).

“Sanes, Sir?” (No, Sir.)

“Continue opo problem?” (Then what's the problem?)

“Mboten prayogi menawi Jenar kulo rabeni namung kagem ngopeni. Kulo is healthy rumiyen, kersane saget nindake kulo minongko imam kagem Jenar.” (It's not good that Jenar I marry just to take care of me. I must be healthy first, in order to be able to perform my duties as a priest for Jenar.)

“Sorry, Mr. Fares. Again, it is not my intention to reject the goodwill of mr.” Ghufron said in a polite tone. He turned his gaze from the living room towards Jenar who was still down, “you patiently wait for me, right, Nduk? I don't want to be selfish by marrying you in my state of pain.”

“Insyaalloh I'm patient, Mas.”

All the mangosteen. Riani to tears as she was moved by the wisdom of the ghufron. He was amazed by the figure chosen by his daughter as the future husband, “masyaalloh! Thank you you for being so selfish, son. Not wrong Jenar very dear to you.”

“I also love the princess bu Riani. My love and desire to marry Jenar did not diminish in the least. Justeru became my encouragement to try to ask Alloh immediately lift my illness.” replied Ghufron without taking a look from Jenar.

“Thank you, Mas. I appreciate the decision mas.”

“Mashaalloh!” muttering people almost simultaneously. The atmosphere of a simple house on the side of the road that became an alternative path Jogja-Solo was changed to haru.

When word got that his future son-in-law was sick, Fares and Riani immediately looked for the right time to visit. When they had the right day, they immediately informed their eldest daughter.

Aneesha herself booked a round-trip train ticket for her parents. He also asked Hara to escort his parents while in Yogya. Last night Fares and Riani just arrived in Yogya and this morning immediately visited the house of candidates besan.

Aneesha and Reyfan agreed when Fares said he wanted to marry Genar to Ghufron. They ask Hara to prepare everything if the wedding is done.

However, Allah has not deigned to unite the two hearts in a halal bond. Ghufron's wise decision was accepted by all parties including Fares. The most enthusiastic person wanted to immediately marry off his second daughter. However, marriage is a big plan for life, it should be decided carefully, not in a hurry.

Because God does not like everything that is done in a hurry. While making decisions in a hurry, can lead to regret in the future. Need thoughtful and thoughtful.

The reason Ghufron wants to postpone the marriage is that for the next two days he will have to do a follow-up examination of his illness. Before the examination of the spinal cord, to determine the type of blood cell damage that he experienced.

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Seriate....