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Moving Plan to the City
Chapters 12.
Perhaps this is the image of the heaven of the world that people used to say when they did their first night. Unforgettable. It is indeed very beautiful and able to deliver it to the highest peak. It is fitting that many people like to deviate if they are not met with their needs. Because it feels so opium that they want to keep repeating it again and again.
“We have to take a shower before they wake up,” Haikal murmured when he woke up earlier than his wife.
“I don't know how a mandatory shower is like what.”
“Begini...” Haikal teaches his prayers as well as the order that must first be cleaned, “after that do the wudu movement as usual you want to pray. Complete.”
“Terus?” Ros is waiting for his continuation.
“Wet your hands with water, then between your hair using fingers until evenly distributed, only after that you wriggle the head three times. Make sure to reach the ends of the hair. After that, shower as usual and rinse with water starting from the right side. Lastly, slide off the spot, then flush your feet with water.”
“Already, that's it?”
“Already.”
However, just as Ros was about to get up, someone knocked on his bedroom door. “Ros, wake. Shower soon at dawn!”
The two looked at each other.
“We first Mother,” mummy Ros. “Iya, Bun. We woke up from earlier!” she answered Mother.
“Ya, already. There is hot water in the kitchen if you are cold.”
“Iya, Bun!”
“Did they hear us last night?” ask Haikal.
“Hopefully not,” replied Ros brushed off the blanket they were using.
“You sure you can look fine after this?” the man felt creepy after he saw how his wife got out of bed.
“Absolutely I'm that weak?” cebik Ros put his shirt back on, then went out of the room to take a shower first. Bathroom and well there is only one, and, apesnya place is a bit far from the room—so this becomes a heavy PR for Haikal if he is not good at stealing time to avoid meeting people who have the same purpose as it seems.
‘Maybe tomorrow-tomorrow I should wake up faster. If it could be midnight.’
Haikal went inside the next bathroom after Ros got out of there. Only then did he head to the mosque with his father-in-law because the azan had started to sound.
Like a few years ago, the mosque was always suddenly crowded if Haikal was there. I don't know what caused it, but the arrival of Haikal seemed to boost their enthusiasm for worship.
The man himself was unaware because only occasionally did he come here. But Arok, clearly aware of such a glaring change. He also thought that his son-in-law did have a special attraction for the people around him, especially women. Hmm, this is a little worrying actually. He hoped that his son-in-law would be able to resist all kinds of wildest temptations.
After performing the prayer, the two went straight home. But on the road, Arok could not help but stay still when he saw his daughter-in-law's hair that still looked thin, like a cockroach that had just come out from between hiding.
“Yah... wet, deh, dawn-body!”
“The name is also shampooing, yes, get wet,” Haikal reply withstanding embarrassment.
“But there is a cause. Duh, finished next to my son last night,” Arok muttered while shaking his head. There's a little bit of unwillingness that her daughter is no longer a girl. Maybe soon she will be a mother too.
Arok held her shoulder and said, “You know very well how I love her. He's my only son. Take care of him because all responsibility now moves to your hands.”
Haikal nodded for sure.
After a short day, the two of them immediately gathered their parents to talk about something. Their plan to move to the city was because work was waiting for him there.
It is true that it is one of the reasons, but not the main reason. Because actually, Haikal is not very comfortable living here. The life in the city and the facilities he had all this time—a little bit of a lot has changed him.
Many comparisons made him happier living there. Because in addition to the ability to move more freely; everywhere can be closer and so, job openings can also be more found.
Different if he is in the hometown—maybe job vacancies are few and not fixed. From his view, those who attended high school could only be farmers, teachers, or traders with results that usually disappoint more.
“Can't you guys be here any longer?” ask Mommy not willing to be left by the two of them.
“Ustaz must work, Bun..” replied Ros defended her husband, “and her work there.”
“There is no work here? He can be a teacher njai.”
Arok nudged his wife with his elbow, “Do not curb. They're married and it's none of our business to manage their lives the way we want. Let them be independent and learn how to live the household without our interference. They have their own plans to move forward, so don't you try to block.”
The wife fell silent.
“Become a njai guru is indeed a noble task, but noble for his wife or not? Of course you know the abilities of the people here who tend to prefer free studies. Except, if Haikal has another main job. That's just possible. Of course you know how hard it is to find a job here. At most stuck yeah, so farmer.”
“All they pay,” his wife said later.
“It's not that easy. You know, don't you? How do people's mouths go? The price is calculated by guru najai mata duitan. Whereas if free, his own wife who is hungry and the household becomes a mess. We live in a world everything is wrong.”
Mommy does not want to lose, “His sustenance has been arranged with Allah?”
“It is true, but it just fell from the sky, of course not, Bun. There should be some effort first.”
Uh, even those who argue. Haikal and Ros glanced at each other.
“Already, if our daughter-in-law has a good job, why don't we support?” continued Arok, “toh, being a Mutawwif is also a very good job, delivering pilgrims to the holy land to perform worship—yang where, he will also get the same reward with them. Don't just because you don't want your son to leave, you get to manage his life. Then how, you didn't marry them.”
“Look, Dad... If I leave long enough, I can drive him here. I think Pariaman is not too far from here if you use your own vehicle,” said Haikal which was finally approved by Arok and his wife.
“Well, so new right!” suhut mother is excited.
“Yes, already, then his decision, I can only pray. So that you are always given ease in trying.”
“Usaha what, Yah?” his wife sounded ridiculous.
“Means Loe?” arok replied, laughed at by his children.
Though Arok's intention was in a career effort, not a breeding effort like the one in his wife's mind!
Seriate.
Not to be waited for tonight, yeah. I'm updating tomorrow.
