Ustadz Ridwan's Dream

48. The Good Wife Candidates

"A long way to the streets?"

Mbak Wening was amazed as Ajeng repeated the story of the streets with Mbah until the house of Bu Guru Iis and met Bu Guru les it was drying the laundry in front of the house.

"It was about to go to the tomb, but your son asked you to go home and buy some serabi,"

Mother said, making Mbak Wening laugh.

"You got a condition, ma'am?"

Ask Mbak Wening in between his laughter.

"It's tired of Mbah, it's still a long way away, near the cottage."

Said Ajeng protesting,

"Basar wayl, can not be so to, just accompany Mbah to the tomb alone there is a requirement to buy serabi."

Mbak Wening hit the spoon on top of Ajeng's tubers but not hard.

Ajeng grinned while wiping his yams.

"This hour has finished cleaning, Ma'am Guru Iis, very diligent yes she is ma'am, really a good wife candidate."

Ms. Wening switched the conversation, though,

He deliberately pressed the sentence of a good wife candidate while glancing at Ridwan who had started eating their simple breakfast this morning.

Mothers who understand Mbak Wening's intentions only chuckle, although in the end agree, because it is so.

In this day and age, where many girls can only preen and spoiled in their daily lives, Iis actually transformed into a different figure from others.

"His mother told me, Mom, if Teacher Iis was every day before going to teach would cook for his mother's breakfast and lunch, the night she would also keep cooking for her mother's dinner."

"Bu Guru Iis also since childhood was very obedient to his parents, the school was always a squeaky one, so said his mother, Bu Guru Iis during school never his mother dizzy overpayment, so his mother was always, because Master Iis always got a scholarship."

Mbak Wening.

Mother seemed to be amazed.

"Oh he also helped the school fees of his orphaned neighbor's child, you know Bu, whose father died of lung disease."

"Who to?"

"That, Mr. Wahab, who used to be a rickshawman like to pass the front, is that he had another child, Mom, before he died."

"What is it?"

I was surprised to feel less aptudet.

"Yes, that's Mr. Wahab, his son there is still second grade Elementary School, he is assisted every month with Miss Master Iis."

Hearing him Ridwan who had been silent since then suddenly turned to look at Mbak Wening.

"Is that really Mama?"

Ask Ridwan at last. Of course, this also makes Ridwan quite surprised to hear the lunge of Bu Guru Iis which turned out to be unusual.

"Let's go, but Mr. Wahab's house is closer to the house of Mr. Haji Syamsul, it's Pak Wahab's house behind Pak Haji Syamsul exactly, just a little into a narrow alley."

Ma'am Wening.

"It was you who told Mr. Haji Syamsul what his relationship was."

Said Mother.

"This is to illustrate that to care for fellow humans and also for other creatures it does not always have to be rich, because in fact it is Master Iis also can."

Said Mbak Wening.

Ridwan sighed.

There was a side of his heart admiring the figure of Bu Guru Iis indeed. She looks very smart, independent, and also cares about everything.

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At the house of Master Iis, it appears that the woman is still busying herself with the house.

His mother was tired of asking him to rest, but who was told to rest still Keukeh wanted to be free.

He must channel the sadness and the feelings that torment him to the positive, namely to make things better. That's how Iis thought.

Iis who had finished cleaning the kitchen, wiping the stove to the stove kinclong, now began to wipe the window and door glass.

After this, he planned to wash his bike, then shine his shoes, then iron, then cook, then maybe so tired he would rest.

Mother looked at Iis from inside the house, as Mother of course she felt that there was something raging on her child even though the child had not told her.

What can Mom do? Mother is only able to observe Iis that has been a lot silent since yesterday and seems to force yourself to be home without stopping in conditions that actually seem to be unhealthy.

Not much different from Iis whose heart is not care, Anisa is also the same.

Anisa today left for the mas shop with feelings that are still being abetted with Ma'am Faizah.

He felt that his older sister had always tried to manage his life.

It was upset that Anisa's heart was on Ma'am Faizah who was not at all behaving like a good sister.

He was so selfish and always felt better in front of his parents.

Ma'am Faizah always gets compliments from her parents and is always compared to Anisa.

Ma'am Faizah is also very good at seeking praise from their parents, especially on Abah who is indeed their nature is similar.

Many also say that Ma'am Faizah is indeed the son of Abah, because they are pluck jiplek. Anisa is more like Umi.

Anisa got off the transport in front of the market and immediately walked to a row of shops where there is a family-owned mas shop.

Looks not far from the store, there is another mas store that has been opened first and now looks already crowded buyers.

Reportedly, the distribution of aid has indeed gone down, so it is not surprising that many shops are invaded by people. From grocery stores, clothing stores, even gold shops.

Anisa sighed, because looking inside the shop her men were still busy wiping the storefront.

Lazy to be inside, Anisa also sat outside.

Anisa occasionally glanced at the mas shop that looked crowded the buyer, their employees were diligent, the day was still this early had opened the store and the shop was crowded.

Anisa then accidentally saw the owner of the mas shop was just came.

The owner of the mas shop was almost the same age as Abah, even seemed more sepuh again.

He got out of the car with a stick.

Surprisingly, as soon as his car stopped and he got off, many stray cats around the market came to him.

The shopkeeper's face was beaming, he was indeed famous for being very friendly and kind-hearted.

A fishmonger who was selling near the entrance of the market called him, the seller who seemed to have also memorized it came with a container of fish.

"Feed them for my beloved Nabiku."

The owner of the gold shop said while giving a piece of fifty thousand money to the fishmonger.

A little cat was having trouble descending, the owner of the shop helped him down and put him near the feet of the fishmonger who was distributing food rations to the stray cats there.

Anisa fell silent, suddenly she remembered Ridwan's advice.

Good charity brings reward, and it can be given to Uminya.

Yep...

Why did Anisa realize it?

Why didn't Anisa know that long ago?

Why did Anisa also never learn from what she saw from the figure of the gold shop owner?

Anisa stood up and moved from her seat.

He walked towards the cats that were eating, Anisa then took one of the smallest feathers that was eating.

"Don't be bothered" Ma'am."

Said the mas shop security guard whose owner was good at it,

"Oh no sir, on the contrary, I want to adopt this one, can you?"

Mr. Satpam seemed hesitant to say yes, he then went to his store, like asking his big boss, after that he just returned, he just went to the store,

"As long as it's well taken care of, it's okay Mommy."

Said the security guard to Anisa who was crouching near the little cat she let go and ate again.

Anisa smiled, though,

"Thank you, inshaAllah I will take care of, for Umi's gift."

Said Anisa who was determined to obey whatever advice Ridwan.

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