Woman Behind the Veil

Chapter 2

A little introduction to me, call it my name Abe, I was born to parents who loved me very much and always taught me about religion. In my daily life I was taught to practice what is always practiced by the Prophet Muhammad Shallallahu'alaihi wassalam from the way of dressing and worship since childhood I have been taught to mosque until the magnitude I am accustomed to when the obligatory prayer must be mosque except the sunnah prayer.

In the village where I live, call it the village of Medina, so numbering the unity of religion even though the Manhaj that my father holds is different from most villagers in my place, but these differences do not make harmony between the residents become divided, but they are not divided, they still appreciate Manhaj's differences, even though I'm dressed in a ring they never had a problem with that.

After Dad's guest came home I then continued my activities to find grass and jackfruit leaves with Dad, while cutting the grass because it is less consistent my hand hit a little machete to incise a wound on my finger.

"Eh Be you why?, oh the work that is konsen Nak do not dream" said Dad

"Sorry Dad" I said

"What are you daydreaming about to son?"

"Not Dad, it's just...?" I was embarrassed to confide in my father about the uneg uneg that was on my mind

"You don't think it's the same meeting with Dad's friend earlier?, you are ready what endak young marriage?, if you are not ready do not need to be forced let me just tell a friend father"

"That's not so Well I mean I'm ready to get married but getting married takes a cost Well"

"God guarantees sustenance to His righteous servant, do you not believe?"

"Trust Well"

"Yaudah do not have to think, and the dowry selling one of our cows will be easy" said Father

"Which cow is Dad?"

"That one" pointing to the fat brahma cow I named Paijo my pet cow that I love so much

"Well don't Paijo dong, the others, Paijo love to be sold, do you know I really love ama cow" I said

"Do you want to marry Paijo?" resolutely

"Married Yah" said I bowed languidly

"Yasudah sell aja Paijo there are nawar 10 million is not enough for Mas kimpoi you arent"

With so forced finally I had to give up Paijo to sell.

Well the cow that from childhood I took care of until big now I have to leave it to sell for my dowry fee later.

The next day dressed in a robe and pants ringkrang I dress as neat as possible because today is the day that I will be met by a newspaper that I myself do not know him, what his face and face look like I don't know.

After I finished dressing and then followed my father who was ready to wait for me outside with his panc bike, well we cycled both to the house of a friend of Father who would match me with his Son. Because the distance is quite far we sometimes alternate together when tired I replace piggybacking Dad and vice versa.

40 Minutes more we cycled finally arrived at a large house and so comfortable when viewed, with black paint, the roof is made of red tile and a garden filled with various kinds of flowers, this is where your friend's house is located.

When entering the house I was so nervous because this is the first time I will be met by an Akhwat I do not know yet,

"Assalamu'alaikum" Dad said

"Wa'alaikumsalam" said a male voice from inside the house

"Eh there is a distant guest apparently, come in Mas" asked a friend of Dad's

"Yet...Buk..bikinin drink dong for our guests" pinta friend father a little scream.

"Dad Well briefly" said His wife

"Wouldn't you think that Alhamdulillah Nak Abe was keeping his promise, how is Nak Abe ready to see Son Om?" ask Him

"Sii.sii.prepared om insya Allah" I stammered as I lowered my head.

Not long came Om abdurrahman's wife and served drinks in front of me, then Om Abdurrahman instructed his wife to call his son who was in the backyard of the house.

"Diminum Nak Abe Mas tea" Om Abdurrahman said

"Sorry Kang, I can only give some money to Mas kimpoi later" said Father who opened the conversation

"Udah Mas don't have to worry about the rame let me help later" replied Om Abdurrahman

"It's better to mending don't have to rame aja Kang than bother you later" Pinta Dad

"Udah let alone, after all for life right Mas, what's wrong we enliven" insisted Om Abdurrahman

"Assalamu'alaikum" said the voice of the young woman who arrived came from behind Om Abdurrahman

"Wa'alaikumsalam" my father and I answered his greetings

After looking at the voice I was so surprised because the woman in front of me seemed to have met but where?, I seemed to forget.

So surprised that I forgot the limit of seeing that was not my mahrom until the veiled woman rebuked me.

"Afwan Akhi please take care of his eyes" asked the woman's gentle voice

So ashamed of me when the one who reprimanded not my father but the woman I looked at for so long, finally I embarrassedly looked down and regretted my actions just now.

"Where do you think Shah?" ask Abdurrahman to Aisha

"Hmmm...he memorized how many letters in the Quran well?" aisyah

"Ask yourself to Abe Nak" said Abdurrahman

In my heart "***** dah why should the Quran verse do not ask?, no other what?" muttered

"Afwan Khi, antum memorized Surah Ar Rahman no?" ask Aisyah

"In.insya Allah" answered me while bowed.

"Good coincidence there is a mosque in front of the house and ana hope antum can replace Ana's father to become the imam of prayer in the mosque, is it able to meet ana's demand?"

"****** for the second time I was headshot by Aisyah to make me speechless without being able to refuse what she wanted, if I refuse, of course, Aisyah will be of the view that I am just talking about her, if accepted, I am very nervous when dealing with many people,

"O Allah there is no lighter test than this" I complained as I exhaled heavily