Wife For Papa

Season 3 - Advice From Mom

Raffa

Who would have thought that I would get married so soon. As always, I always follow the directions of the extended family to speed up the wedding time. The event was moved forward two months ahead of the original plan. Yes, all because of omah who must immediately undergo heart disease surgery in the Netherlands tomorrow.

For the sake of omah who wanted to see grandchildren get married, I had to be willing to speed up my life to be with the noisy woman.

That's the soul mate we won't know with whom it will end. I had longed for a meek, gentle wife, sholehah and good manners. But yes, who would have thought I would be in a match with the Alien, a woman whose tone is equivalent to the sound system.

Maybe it could be, because he lived abroad too long and the east faded slowly.

But I wonder what the uniqueness of the Alien is, he can make the heart of anyone melt, one of them Mama and Papa. They were so sure, Aline was the right match for me. And they know, one thing in Aline is not my type. But there is one thing in common, she is a real woman who can be invited ahem - ahem later.

If asked how I feel? I answer one word 'nuggle', although we are married because of matchmaking, still marriage is a very sacred thing and the highest achievement in one's life. Dare to get married, dare to take steps to be wrong or right in the future.

For me, marriage is not just a shedding of desires, but perfecting half of our religion, testing our patience, uniting two opposing hearts in order to bond with each other. Not just the ego and emotions of one person, but the egos of two humans who have lived together under one roof.

Whoever I married. As a husband, I will remain a leader for my family. I am the one who will be held accountable for the bad good of my family in the hereafter.

I did not marry the woman of my choice. But the woman who was going to marry me was probably the best mate.

Despite seeing the reality, I have not fully felt the name love. But let it be God's plan for my future home.

"Raf, "Mama came out the door. My mother approached me on the sofa by the window.

"Mommy's son is so handsome, you look bright Raf, your bride's aura is out," Mama held my cheek like a child.

"Mama can do it." I grabbed Mama's hand and pinched my cheek. "Raffa already wants ijab qobul time in the cubits like a son of Kindergarten."

Mama chuckled, but she still held my cheek.

"Raf, actually mama's thinking."

"What the hell was he thinking?" I held my mother's hand that looked like a virus.

"Well, thinking about your matchmaking, does Papa and Mama force your will too much?"

Please now anyone knock my head against the padlock. Why didn't I refuse the first time, mama said gini? If now I can't run away from leaving Aline in the guarantee. I got steadiness through istikharah with ready inner birth coupled with Aline.

"Ma. Raffa always believed, Mama and Papa must have the best choice,"

"Mama is just afraid because you feel forced, you will ignore the wife as good as Aline," said Mama.

"That's no way Ma, Raffa knows what a husband should do to his wife."

"It's like this mama so relieved, Aline's appearance has not been seen Solehah, your duty as a husband straightens and leads to better into the path of God," said Mama again who made me so deg degan.

"Yes Ma,"

"Raf, later when Aline is your wife, it means she's your rib that you've found. Just like the bones that build your body. Protect him with your blood and flesh."

"Sure Ma," I said.

"Raf, as a husband, you are the backbone for your family. Never complain in front of your wife, son, it will only make her sad. A husband and a father must be willing to suffer for the sake of his family."

"One more thing, Mama want one thing ?"

Mama stared intently at me, as if I would molest Aline alone after marriage. Yeah, molesting in bed maybe so. Uh ....

"What is Ma, whatever Raffa will give to Mama as long as Raffa is able," I replied.

My mother held my hand tightly, looking at me expectantly. What do you want Mama.

"Raf, all this time Mama never demanded anything from you. Now Mama only asks for one thing with you, treat your wife like you treated Mama all along. Because your wife will be the mother of your children."

This time I talked to my mom. Until I pretended to be careless to wipe away the tears that suddenly dripped.

"God willing Ma, Raffa will plant and run all the advice from Mama."

"Alhamdulillah Raf, mama be calm. You don't have to be afraid now if you are held accountable in the afterlife, because you are sure you can educate your child to be a good priest for his family." Mama said with her eyes that began to emit clear circles.

I hug Mama with pride, so much hope Mama with this marriage? Why is there a tightness in this chest? Does a good priest make a prenuptial agreement for his wife? I was suddenly more nervous about the wedding. I feel a great responsibility waiting for me in a moment.

Can our marriage survive, while there is no genuine love between us?

"Sister!" Ray went into the room.

I let go of hugs because it will damage the makeup of Mama who is already shaky like a girl in her 30s.

"The car is ready, we're leaving now" Raydan said.

"Yes Ray, Brother is coming down soon," I replied. Ray disappeared from our sight.

I wiped away Mama's tears flowing down her cheeks. "Udah, mama can not cry, it's beautiful this later the makeup faded!" my joke.

Mom turned to look at the glass. "You're Raf, yeah we're leaving now, before we're late waiting for mama makeup again."

Mom put my arm out of the room. In a few hours the Avatar will conquer the fire country.

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