
"right now I know what you felt first, sham. It hurts so much to see the people we love being owned by someone else. Moreover, that person is the closest to us. It's karma for me." Said Ihsan while staring at the vast field.
"this is a lesson for you, san. So that you don't just let go of the people who are already in your grasp." Said Asyam who was sitting next to Ihsan.
Sitting on the grass, enjoying the cool morning air. Not only pampering the eyes but also soothing the mind and heart.
"you know how strong the devil will tempt someone who will lead to good. Marriage is the longest worship, in which many save a variety of goodness. If the test before the wedding can't be passed, what about after." Obviously Asyam.
"trust, san. One day you will get a girl who will also please your heart, which is good for you. God is the best planner. You just need time to accept it. Time is a healing remedy for wounds." Further.
"i didn't expect my relationship with asthma to be this bad, and it all started with that proposal. At first I just loved him like a little sister, cared about him because he had been together since childhood. But all that sense changed when he accepted Abi's proposal." Ihsan.
"i feel broken with my heart like this. It might as well be asthma, when I take it off." Ihsan.
"please get excited again, we are preparing for a big event, you have also just taken over the task of asthma. Right now focus all your mind on the santri activities and strengthen your heart." Asyam.
"yeah, I forgot to ask. Can anyone teach with us ?" Ask Asyam.
"others ?" Ask Ihsan.
"yeah, you don't know him yet. He's an asthma friend, and his son's boss at my place of work. Now he's also learning to teach with me." Obviously Asyam.
"in that case, try talking about asthma. If he's analyzing it, he'll know better. If asthma allows it, I agree." Ihsan.
Towards lunchtime, Papa Hanif and Farhan sat waiting for the meal at the dinner table. Mama, Asthma and her housemaids prepare meals together. Suddenly the house bell rang indicating a guest was coming. He asked for permission to open the door.
Before long, he entered along with a woman and a familiar man at Farhan's house.
"day, aunt." Said Xena carrying a plastic box filled with cake.
"cumshall, xena. There was Nathan, too, long ago about not meeting you. Once again we're going to lunch. Let's eat together." Say Mama.
Mama Fara, Xena and Nathan walked together towards the dining table. Papa Hanif and Farhan looked at Xena at the same time. Mama who found the strangeness on the face of both, allowed Xena to sit next to him, as well as Nathan who sat beside Xena.
"which asthma, ma ?" Ask Farhan.
"so he took a pitcher of water in the kitchen, he hasn't come back yet." Mom said while looking at the kitchen.
"there it is, he. Let's asthma we eat together." Say Mama.
"here dear." Said Farhan preparing a chair beside him.
Smiling Asma received the treatment from Farhan, as well as Papa Hanif who saw it. Xena pulled a little of her lips, smiling sinisterly as she looked at Asma.
"Xena scoop yes, aunt." Said Xena taking the rice pitcher.
"yes, I can." Sahut Mama while thrusting the plate.
"farhan want me to scoop it up?" Ask Xena.
"let my wife serve me." Answer Farhan.
"honey, please scoop up my rice." Said Farhan spoiled while lifting the plate in front of Asthma.
Asma smiled little to see his behavior as well as Mama and Papa. Asthma got up and grabbed the rice spoon held by Xena.
"papa, plates. Let's get asthma spoons." Pinta Asma after preparing rice for Farhan.
With a smile Papa Hanif thrusting his plate to Asthma. Asma went on to get a side dish for Papa and Farhan. Only Mama is busy being served by Xena. Nathan noticed Asthma silently from the glances of his eyes.
After eating, they gathered in the guest room. Xena presented the cake she had brought earlier with Nathan. Mama Fara's favorite fruit pie.
"lo again holiday ?" Farhan asked Nathan.
"gue takes time off after the task report is completed. There are no special patients I have." Obviously while enjoying the orange in his hand.
"Farhan, let's go on vacation together so we can go on vacation together again." Said Xena with a happy face.
"come on sometime." Nathan Said.
"okay, I'll do it." Reply Farhan while holding Asthma's hand.
"asma, papa wants to play at your house. There's something you want to talk to your dad about. You want to come ?" Ask Papa Hanif.
"now ?" Ask Asma.
"mas..."
"pa, can't you later ? Somewhat late afternoon can let asthma teach you." Farhan.
"papa needs asthma, too, if asthma teaches him not to talk to him either." Papa Hanif.
"nothing, mas. Asma leaves just as papa. There are guests." Asthma Vocabulary.
"be careful." Said Farhan who immediately pulled Asthma's head, gently and kissed her forehead.
Asthma is silent about Farhan's treatment.
"let's go, let's go." Papa said.
"ma, papa go first." Said Papa to Mama.
The home feels more friendly. Although Farhan remained cold to Xena, not caring about anything Xena talked to Mama or responding to her remarks to Farhan.
Asthma was calmly sitting next to Papa, enjoying the smooth streets of the moment. At times Asma stared out the window, looking at cars that were both speeding, tall buildings that were lined up, pedestrians that were lined up.
"asma." Call Papa while glancing and smiling at his son-in-law.
"yes, pa ?" Legally.
"Papa will always be on your side and farhan. Be brave because you are your father's son-in-law and the rightful person in the house." Obviously Papa.
"papa is grateful for blessing Farhan who chose you as his life companion." Continue Papa.
"asma is also grateful to have a family like mom and dad, as well as mas farhan who is so good with asthma." Asthma Reply.
"let's explain to you where you teach, the teachers, the wages, the place, everything in its entirety." Papa Pinta.
Asma complied with Papa's request and told him everything along the way. Asma showed me the hall of the mosque where she taught when she arrived.
Entering Ashar time, Papa Hanif decided to congregate in the mosque before visiting his daughter-in-law's house. Unexpectedly, he was immediately met with Ustadz Hasan when climbing the stairs of the mosque. They shook hands and went to the place of prayer together.
Asma waited in the secretariat room while preparing her needs for teaching. And again waiting for Papa Hanif in the mosque when he knew the worshipers had disbanded.
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