Watching You With Do'A

Chapters. 113: The Wife of the Man I Love

Right after Maghrib, the daughter of the santri and the mothers of the right-left neighbor kyai Abdullah read the jasin and tahlilan together in the hall.

Aida, Ms. Ning and Ms. Dibyo were also there, with the Zahra ning family who had also been present since this afternoon. Yasin and Tahlil are led directly by nyai Robi'ah and nyai Rahma, umi ning Zahra.

After tahlil, mbak Ning helped the santri share blessings and hampers for mothers who have been praying for the late ning Zahra and the late baby Wildan. Hampers containing prayer rites and mukena, which have been prepared by the family gus Umar and the family of latehumah ning Zahra as a form of thanksgiving.

After some of the princess santri returned to the lodge, and the mothers returned to their respective homes. the princess santri who was still living immediately cleaned the hall, because it was right after her service, later, replace santri son and fathers who will know there.

Adhan isya also reverberated from the mosque in the pesantren complex, and kyai sepuh invite his friends and family to immediately pray together in the mosque.

While in Aida's room, Laila immediately invited her best friend to pray for congregation in the room, because after this Aida will soon be dressed by the bride's fairies, the one called directly by nyai Robi'ah.

"Let's go Da, hunt ablution," said Laila impatiently.

"Yes, beware..no patience anyway?!" Gerrutu Aida, while entering the bathroom for ablution.

After Aida awudhu, Laila seems to have prepared a place for the two of them to pray. because Aida saw that there were already two prayer mats in the corner of the room, and Laila also has worn her mukena.

"Buruan, you're the priest," again, Laila seemed very impatient.

"Yes, yes, bring me ah," Aida replied as she pinched Laila's pointy chin.

The two of them then prayed together, with Aida as his priest.

Tok..

Laila's bedroom door was knocked, just as Aida had finished her readings of the wirid and do'a.

Laila hurried to open the door, and found that Ms. Ning brought a tray of rice complete with side dishes.

"Ning, have you finished praying?" Tanya mbak Ning, who saw Laila wearing a mukena.

"Well, just finished," replied Laila, "is that for Aida?" Guess Laila.

Ma'am Ning nodded, "iya ning, it was umi nyai who prepared her." Reply mbak Ning

"Take in, mbak," asked Laila while opening the door wide, and mbak Ning also entered following Laila's steps.

"Neng Aida ate first before dressing," said mbak Ning, while storing food on the nightstand.

"Aida is actually not hungry yet mbak," Aida replied honestly, because it is true there is her. her self does not feel hungry at all, although the last time her stomach filled with food was before dhuhur.

The feeling of happiness and a flowery heart, makes his stomach feel full even though no food comes in.

"But Neng Aida must still eat," mbak Ning looked at her adoptive sister, "eat ya neng, even if bit," her pinta gently.

Aida nodded resignedly, assuring Ning's request while tidying up her mucus and prayer mats.

Ms. Ning was relieved and smiled broadly, "get out first yes, want to help in the kitchen," the young lady with one child came out of Laila's room.

"Should be eaten Da, if need be spent all. Let's have some energy for overtime." whispered Laila, as Aida started scooping her food.

Aida only glanced at the ignorant friend, but very fond of herself. And continued his intention to eat, without wanting to return Laila's words. Because now, his mind is preoccupied with how later he must behave to Gus Umar.

Because busy thinking about how later, Aida to not focus on her food. The food inside the dish was only random, and only a few entered into his mouth.

"If you do not eat while dumbly..entar his food can be embat the same devil who is willing to eat?!" Laila's voice was right in her ears, breaking Aida's daydream.

"Eh, who's dumb? Not dumbass, this is just mixed rice with the same side dish, let there is art," said Aida origin, to hide what he was thinking.

But Laila's not her name if she doesn't keep flirting with her best friend, "think again later, right?" Laila plays both her eyebrows.

Aida took a deep breath, and threw away her brusquely, to drive away the fret in her heart, "this child, just know what I think right," Aida whispered inwardly.

Aida hurriedly finished her food, because she did not want Laila to constantly tease herself.

"I called her mbak ya" said Laila, who saw the food on Aida's plate was almost gone.

Laila rushed out, to call the fairy who had come since.

Yes, because of the grogginess, since this afternoon, Aida kept going to the bathroom to pee.

"Are you ready?" Ask the young fairy, "we just start right away, mbak, we don't have much time about her,, at most an hour," bright mbak perias while composing her makeup tools, on the dresser owned by Laila.

"Laila lives first yes Da," said Laila who wanted to meet Ning Zahra's late family

Aida simply replied to him with a nod, to avenge the fairy tale and Laila at once.

"Thin-thin yes mbak," Aida's pinta, when the perias began to apply a facial cleanser.

"Yes mbak, earlier bu nyai had requested her makeup model," the fairy replied as her hands continued to skillfully sweep the cotton on Aida's face, "this is her mbak skin is white, clean.. in thin makeup also the results must have been good," he continued, while starting to apply the foundation.

The two of them continued chatting, until without feeling the fairy had finished using Aida's face to be more beautiful.

"The bottom is already beautiful, so the more beautiful her shoot," praise the fairy, after seeing the results of her own makeup on Aida's face.

"Da, I swear, you're manglingi," exclaimed Laila who had just entered with ning Najwa, the late sister of ning Zahra.

"Oh, is this her bride-to-be?" Ning Najwa asked, holding out a hand to greet Aida.

"I'm Najwa, her late sister," she said, introducing herself.

"Oh, nggih ning, I'm Aida," Aida replied formally.

"Call me anyway, like Laila. And there's no need to be formal, are we brothers?" Ning Najwa said with a sincere smile.

"Eh, yes, yes" replied Aida who was smiling.

"Yes, ning Laila's right. Her bride was beautiful, matched with gus Umar," timpal ning Najwa, praised Aida sincerely.

"Ah, Najwa can do it." Reply Aida with increasingly blushing cheeks.

"Nyuwun sewu ning," said mbak Ning who appeared from behind the door, which was not tightly closed. "If it's done, Neng Aida is told to come out immediately. Because all the families are ready," continued Ms. Ning.

Deg, Aida's heart was pounding, "O Allah, am I really going to be the wife of Umar? The wife of the man I love?"

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