Ustadz Ridwan's Dream

159. The Shadow of the Past

"So you want one and a half kilos of tempe chips?"

Asked Mbak Wening, it looks like Mas Amin who was asked nodded his head in agreement.

"Let's Ning, can I have a message?"

Ask Mas Amin.

"Yes, of course you can,"

Sahut Mbak Wening fast without doubt.

Ma'am Wening then stepped for a moment to the wooden dining cabinet near the dining room window.

The dining room cabinet made of wood is very old-fashioned, but because it is well maintained, then the closet still looks worthy of use.

"It just so happens that there was stock yesterday, I brought Mas for icing and side dishes at home."

Ms. Wening took a pack of tempe chips and also one banana chip.

"Lho, a lot of very tasters?"

Ask Mas Amin.

"It's okay, yesterday also satay that I even became troublesome."

Mbak Wening said with a smile and put two packs of chips into a bag of crackles.

Mas Amin so joined in smiling, his eyes had glanced towards the long wooden chair in front of the TV, where Ajeng was lying down and watching TV.

This time the gang watched TV alone, because his Mbah in the kitchen accompanied Mbok Yem who just started his job frying chips.

"Your son how is Ning? Already better?"

Ask Mas Amin attention, when Mbak Wening finally handed a bag of crackles containing tempe chips and banana chips to Mas Amin at home later.

Mbak Wening glanced towards the long wooden chair in front of the TV where Ajeng lay.

"His leg is swollen from a sprained that hasn't improved."

Said Mbak Wening.

"So he had called Bik Sum, a massage therapist who understands veins, he said usually the most afternoon."

Mbak Wening added.

Amen Mantuk.

"Yes, Bik Sum quite understand Ning, my son also used to massage there healed, fitting first he sprained because of participating in floor gymnastics."

Mas Amin said.

"Oh his son's in floor gymnastics?"

Ask Ma'am Wening.

"Let's go, she's whatever comes along, gymnastics comes along, macopatan comes along, dances come along. I also do not want to limit Ning children, as long as it's a positive activity yes support, wong it can also be influential for the growth and development of Ning."

Mas Amin said.

Mbak Wening nodded in agreement, as he also always supported Ajeng to participate in whatever activities he liked.

Although Mbak Wening is only a single parent who is of course limited in his ability, but Mbak Wening always tries to give his best for his only child.

"Yo we're it if not for the son yo to make sopo meneh, right Mas?"

"Let's Ning, really, our wong is so trusted so the parent yo by itself, automatically all about the boy yo it's our wis oblige."

"Leres Mas."

Ma'am Wening agreed and agreed.

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In a different place and a different atmosphere as well, it appears Anisa and Vishnu who are now resting in front of the tomb of Uminya Anisa.

The headstone bearing the name Uminya seemed to be rubbed Anisa occasionally with her trembling hands.

Until then Vishnu ended his prayer and Anisa assured with all his heart.

After that, it appears that Vishnu sprinkled funeral flowers to close their rituals.

Yes, sprinkle flowers and also water the rose water while giving a gift of sholawat to the grave.

"Alhamdulillah, is it Nis?"

Vishnu then turned to Anisa, seen Anisa with her two teary eyes staring at Vishnu for a moment, only then nodded.

Vishnu stood up from his position, then next he helped Anisa stand up as well.

The two then left Umi's tomb, because they still had to go out of town to visit Vishnu's parents' graves.

Vishnu looks at the watch on his wrist, where time is approaching half-nine in the morning.

It did not feel like they were long enough in Umi's tomb, but Vishnu had only time to read Surah Yasin and four short surahs before praying.

"We're just delaying what about Nis?"

Ask Vishnu to Anisa.

"Delayed? What was delayed? Why?"

Anisa asked confused

Confused actually Vishnu discuss what, and what is.

"Go out of town, to visit my mother. My two biological parents are Nis."

Answer Vishnu.

"Lho, don't be delayed, why postponed?"

Said Anisa.

"Fear later Nis's kesorean return, you will say he wants to go pick a wedding dress in the place of Siti Sama Iis."

Vishnu.

Quickly Anisa shook her head, too,

"It's not so today when it goes, tomorrow afternoon at most, because Iis today there is interest."

Anisa told Vishnu.

"Ooh Iis it's important on its own?"

Vishnu asked, looking Anisa who was walking beside him nodded.

"Oh, I just met Nis Sama Iis, yes papasan was in a junction near the Padang stall, just as he wanted to go to school."

"Ah yes, Iis indeed if you go ngajar prefer to pass through the T-junction of Padang stalls."

Said Anisa,

"Yes had met when I wanted to come here, even had time to say hello to Ustadz Ridwan."

Anisa momentarily stopped her steps, making Vishnu so forced to stop his steps as well.

Vishnu looked towards Anisa who was now standing behind him.

"Why Nis?"

Ask Vishnu.

Then it looked like Anisa...

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