Ustadz Ridwan's Dream

43. Good Boy Sister

"is... Eat yuk."

Anisa uncovers the curtain of Iis's room door while smiling broadly at Iis who turned her head towards her.

Iis was sitting on the bed reading the Totto-Chan book she had just bought yesterday afternoon.

Ah read?

Did ya?

His eyes read, but his mind went everywhere. Moreover, his feelings, it was very difficult for him to try to reset.

Though Iis just felt love alone, especially if there is already a relationship with Ridwan, certainly can not be imagined it feels.

Worth it, a woman who has become the legal partner of a man will be destroyed as completely as possible, once the man is suddenly known to have another woman of his dreams.

Yes, Iis prefers to call with the word other dream women, rather than with the name of the snatch of the husband of the person as being viral.

Because in fact, the word seize is something that is forced, even though the man willingly does it. He likes to betray his partner.

It's even going nowhere.

Iis then tried to return Anisa's smile.

"Yes, okay Nis."

Sahut Iis who then closed his book and put it on a pillow next to him sat.

He then got out of bed, wearing clean flip-flops that he always wears in the house.

Anisa who saw Iis had gone down directly to the dining room to take place with her mother Iis.

For Anisa, the small and simple house of Iis is much more comfortable than the large house and filled with expensive wooden furniture.

At home Iis always feels warm, because there is the affection of a Mother who every time Anisa was there, Iis mother always treated her as her own child.

"If you want to drink warm water, take Nis yourself, as usual."

Said Mother.

Anisa nodded.

Iis crossed the dining room to go to the kitchen, it appears he washed his hands in the sink and then just to the dining room joined with Mother and Anisa.

On the dining table look spicy chicken claw menu and sayup sop baso, there is fried tofu one plate and shrimp crackers small size.

Anisa gave the plate to Iis, looking Iis received it while smiling thinly, Iis said,

"Thank you,"

Iis.

"This is what makes fried people know Anisa you Is, already quite proficient like it."

Said Mother, who immediately greeted Anisa with a small laugh.

"Mother who makes the dough flour, Nisa mah stay fried doang."

"Lho, frying also needs expertise you know, if that can't it will usually be raw in it, while outside it just needless."

Anisa looked even more laughing.

"Well, ma'am, is that it?"

Anisa asked in between her laughter.

"Some, I used to make fried foods like that, hehehe..."

Mother chuckles as if laughing at herself, Anisa also laughs with her.

Iis sat on the chair opposite the table opposite Anisa.

Iis took one fried tofu and tasted it.

"Nob."

Said Iis smiling at Anisa who was of course getting happier.

Iis then began to enjoy her lunch, and tried to behave as usual.

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At around two in the afternoon, Ridwan finally just came out of the house of Pak Haji Imron, after many things were discussed with the three heirs of Pak Suhadi and also Pak Haji Imron.

Ridwan has not been able to say yes, he is still too afraid not because he does not want to help, but because he does need time to consider.

"I'll be Istikharah first, let me ask for three days."

That's how Ridwan promises.

Mr. Haji Imron, since long ago was known as a trustee, when he became the village head, reportedly he never asked for money from the community.

Pak Haji Imron's family has been rich since his great-grandfather, besides that they are also quite alim so no wonder many people who respect his existence more than other surrounding figures.

Just like the family of Mr. Suhadi, who has made a choice to Mr. Haji Imron to help them carry out the will of the Father, he said, the appointment of Ridwan by Pak Haji Imron made them finally sure if Ridwan would be able to trust like Pak Haji Imron as well.

Moreover, seeing the attitude of Ridwan is not immediately happy when they get the opportunity to manage the waqf land and the foundation they will establish on behalf of Mr. Suhadi.

Ridwan is just like afraid if later the trust he carries is not fully able to do well.

The return of Ridwan from the house of Pak Haji Imron which was already quite noon finally made Ridwan decide to go to the house of Pak Haji Syamsul again.

He remembered Mbak Wening asking to be invited home after dzuhur because it was Saturday, and he would start preparing to make banana chips.

Arriving at the house of Pak Haji Syamsul, it was seen that Mbak Wening had been waiting at the Rujak stall opposite the house of Pak Haji Syamsul.

"Where is Wan from? Long time."

Mbak Wening said as he approached Ridwan.

He seemed to carry a crackle containing packages of rujak, certainly not good to sit but did not buy anything.

Waiting at Pak Haji's house is actually possible, but Mbak Wening unfortunately sometimes Suci likes to tell him to do this again and so his work is not finished.

"So out of the house of Mr. Haji Imron, Ma'am. I haven't come home yet."

Ridwan.

"Oh, it's appropriate, Ma'am phone is not active, Ma'am phone Ajeng also said you have not come home."

Ridwan nodded, though,

"Yes, I haven't been able to go home because there is business at Pak Haji Imron's house."

"What's Wan doing?"

Ma'am Wening kepo.

Ridwan sighed, though,

"Long story Ma'am, later on, we go home first."

"Yo wis, come home."

Mbak Wening climbed into the bonce, then Ridwan motorbike drove.

Today was not too hot, but also not raining, just cloudy just flimsy.

Ridwan motor down the streets of the village that is not how good.

"Later on Monday you have started teaching at school, Ma'am can ride an ontel bike again to go to work, so you do not bother."

Ma'am Wening said on the way.

"Repot opo to Mbak, it's okay I take and pick up wong I leave can all be delivered, later Maak come home from work in the afternoon I'll just before I ngajar njai."

"Yo, but you have to go through here, but it's closer through the alley of your own house."

"Wis is okay Ma'am, the brother's obligation is to look after and take care of his sister's brother who is alone. As a substitute for you, I have to make sure you're on the safe road. Later if my income is enough, do not have to work anymore Ma'am, your needs as my sister is my duty."

Ridwan.

Ma'am Wening who heard it of course so glazed.

"Unless Madam Wening gets married again."

"Ah no Wan, Mbak just want to raise Ajeng as a sholihah and successful child. Suffice it to be the father of Ajeng who became the husband of Mbak."

Ma'am Wening.

"Perhaps Ma'am, his name is human no one knows what will happen next."

Ridwan.

Wening was finally silent.

Yep...

Indeed, many people always encourage Mbak Wening to marry again, even in the market, he said, if Mbak Wening schedule shopping for cooking needs at the home of Pak Haji Syamsul there are widower Cabe sellers who openly want to marry him.

But...

Ah Ma'am Wening didn't think about it. Want like whatever people usually become Widows in these words, Madam Wening did not want to take a headache.

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