Ustadz Ridwan's Dream

167. Prospective In-laws

His mother Iis was lying in the living room chair, the day was approaching the Maghrib when Iis had not yet returned, and Mother replied that her message was not even answered again, not even read.

Mother was finally half-dead, thinking about her daughter while feeling her stomach wrapped around the pain of late eating until her stomach acid rose.

Ah Mother actually likes that, her hobby is late to eat, if not reminded. Today he was reminded that he was late to eat because he was so busy chatting with Ms. RT about his former candidate.

Hihah... Prospective ghost nih yeeee, even though the othor is not ACC.

(Please be afraid of being hit by a mother)

Where's the kid going?

Maghrib in a moment, aren't you afraid to meet wewe gombel?

Mother impales.

Until finally...

The sound of Ridwan's motorbike was heard entering the courtyard of Iis' house.

"Ah they're home."

Said the mother who heard there was a motorbike in the yard, Iis mother of course immediately rose from her position because she wanted to welcome her son and prospective daughter-in-law home.

But...

"Adduuuhwu..."

Mother again felt her stomach now as in squeezed, until suddenly her head felt swirling, her gaze increasingly unclear, and...

"Astaghfirullah's..."

Mom fell to the floor, but she was still conscious.

Just then, Iis was heard saying a greeting, saying,

"Assynoltom..."

And along with that the creaking sound of the main door was opened.

Iis who so opened the door and went inside to see Mother was in the living room in a state of falling on the floor, of course immediately panicked.

"Oh God, Ibuuu... Ibu... Why Buuu..."

Iis slid towards his mother.

Ridwan who was going to stop by for a while to meet his mother Iis because he heard the sound of Iis inside like something was happening, finally immediately ran into Iis' house.

"What's wrong?"

Ridwan asked Iis, who was trying to help Mom stand up from the floor.

Ridwan quickly helped, too,

"We'll go to the doctor?"

Ask Ridwan.

His mother shook her head, though,

"Call me Midwife Harti, Is. Usually, Ms. Harti also knows that stomach acid rises."

Mother said in a soft voice as she endured the pain.

Iis nodded,

"Mom, Iis call Ms. Harti, I'll go to the room first."

Iis said while leading her mother to the room with the help of Ridwan.

"Bu Harti is far away or not his house?"

Ask Ridwan.

"No Mas, just a hose of four houses behind the mosque, this is beside the house alley, enter and continue there is the mosque of the people's house, well from there four houses to the back."

Clear Iis.

"Then I'll just go there, let's hurry."

Ridwan.

Iis looked at her mother, whom they had helped lay on the bed.

"Mom's late to eat again?"

Tanya Iis who immediately knew her mother must have relapsed because of late eating.

His mother looks smirking.

Iis sighing,

"Sst... Already, sick people are being rummaged."

Ridwan reminded, Iis turned to look at Ridwan, who now Ridwan smiled.

"Don't nag Mom."

Said Ridwan again, Mother who was defended of course so smiles and her stomach cleavage instantly improved.

"Not nagging Mas, I'm just worried that Mom's sick."

Iis said with teary eyes.

"I just have Mom, I want you to stay healthy, live a long life."

Add Iis again.

Mother tried to reach Iis' hand, and then asked Ridwan to come closer as well.

"Already, I'm fine, just wrapped around it, and suddenly a firefly, buy me chicken porridge, I want to eat porridge."

Said Mother.

Iis looked at her mother in surprise,

"What serious mom?"

"Serious mom is okay, let alone seeing you two, I of course want to stay healthy."

"Mom... Mum..."

Iis starting to believe I'm gonna talk weird.

"Son Ridwan..."

Call Mother.

Iis who was afraid that Mother would talk strangely, immediately invited Ridwan to talk first.

"Well we better find chicken porridge, Mas, let's all Mas will say he wants to go home right, already want Maghrib you know."

Take Iis, but unfortunately Ridwan refuses,

"After Is, this is Mom talking..."

Ridwan.

Iis sighing,

"Later, that's chicken porridge will hunt down the road again, will I like the one who went near the gate that wants to enter RT next door."

Iis really tried to keep Ridwan from talking to Mom again, but how would you know Mom. In the panic of Iis trying to do everything to get Ridwan to leave his house quickly, I spoke seriously.

"Son Ridwan, can you talk alone for a minute?"

Ask Mom.

Iis clearly looked at her mother with a heavy heart.

"Lady..."

I'd like to protest, but...

"Here you buy porridge, I'm important with Nak Ridwan."

"But..."

Iis looked at Ridwan who instead nodded his head in agreement with his mother Iis.

Iis rubbed his forehead.

Then finally, reluctant to argue, Iis was forced to budge out of her mother's room.

What are you going to talk to Ridwan about?

Ah, it's a shame that I'm talking about Iis.

Iis closed the door to his mother's room, but his ears he put on the door later.

Her voice heard Mother's voice...

"Son Ridwan, can I take Iis to you?"

Ask Mom,

"He only had his mother, while Mother was often sickly, Mother worried that she would have to leave, but she was still alone."

His mother said Iis, making Ridwan clearly immediately speechless, because he was so surprised to hear the question of his mother Iis.

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