Woman Behind the Veil

Chapter 26

"i'm ready Mas, even though not once this chicin is attached to my ring finger, I am willing to accompany you all my time to the end of our old age and I hope that when God enters me into heaven you will be my prince"

"owhhh so sweet" said someone who watched the scene as we both sedan

I was shocked and did not expect because it became the center of attention of some Mall visitors, I finally pulled Aisyah's hand to go from the crowd to the exit of the Mall, Aisyah from earlier nduk continues to be what she felt at that time.

arriving at the house Father and Mother was watching tv in the guest room, seeing our arrival Mother greeted "wah who again mejeng nih yee, where by her for Mother" teased mother

"oh yes, this is carrying my favorite salty martabak" I said while giving a package

"uh tuh your wife why Be from earlier nduk continue" telisik mother

"oh do not know Buk, from earlier also nempel nempel mulu kayak tenacious feathers" I chanted

"iiisshh Mas Abe this is what shame ah" he said while nudging my body

"oia be ntar I want to say something to you both"

"what is Dad, anyway?" I said a little curious

"you anter your wife used to be in the room, Dad wait on the porch of the house well" he said

I also agreed, and then I took Aisyah to enter the house because she seemed tired from a long trip, when I entered Aisyah's room and asked me

"what do you want to talk about Dad?, tumben both want to talk to you?"

"don't know Shah, after all you're a kepo, you're sleeping because you're tired, right?"

"capek the heck not Mas, yaudah gih there in wait for father entar" pinta Aisyah

"have I come out first, do not sleep well I'm comeback to u" I said as I pointed at him

I then went out of the room and walked out of the house, seen Dad sitting with a cup of warm tea beside him, when he saw me he then let me sit beside him.

"what's wrong Dad?. Tumben I want to talk to both Abe?" I said sitting next to him

He did not immediately answer, only a long breath came out of his mouth, then looked at me and his hand slapped my shoulder.

"Your uncle called Dad this afternoon"

"Which captain is Yah?" my word

"that's his older brother The oldest father who lives in karawang, you forget the most because you are little Pakde here, after that rarely come here again"

"there is a problem What is the problem Well tumben Pakde telfon Dad?" much

"the problem is endak there's just him angry because when you marry he endak invited"

"oh gitu" while mangosteen mangosteen digested his speech

"continue your sirde tell you as your wife came to his house in karawang, said He there is something that you want to love"

"what is Yah" I asked

"Dad also endak know Nak, this is a plane ticket both for you and your wife, tomorrow you are told to leave, ntar picked up by his driver Pakde at Soeta airport"

"huh?, is that fast Dad?"

"yes, basically you have to obey Pakde because the person is hard, then you there must take care of the attitude well" said Father and entered the house

while I was still sitting while thinking about Pakde, what would He love for me?. Is as important as this until He bothered to buy a ticket for me and Aisyah?. I entered the room while still looking at the ticket I was holding.

"what paper is Mas in your hand?" ask Aisyah

"tickets" I answered briefly

"ticket?, make?"

"make us Shah, tomorrow morning ready to pack well, we leave for the cash" I asked

"karawang?, whose place?" ask again

"the fourth Pakde ku Shah"

"oh yaudah about to run out of the subuhan I prepared a suitcase for our clothes, oh iyah did not expect it turns out you have Pakde also diarawang mas?"

"i also do not know much about Him Shah, yaudah sleep yuk berentar dawn bad luck loh" pinta ku while laying my body in bed.

the next day after returning from morning prayers congregated in my village mosque then changed clothes ready to go to the international airport adi sumarmo to depart from central Java to Soeta airport in Jakarta, I saw that Aisyah had already prepared my clothes and clothes in the suitcase while Father and Mother were waiting for me in the guest room.

"have you called Dad with your mom?" I asked Aisyah

"already Mas, said His father could not nganter us because it was busy again"

"owh no matter what we use the motor just let the spout" I said

we both went out of the room, I brought a suitcase and I put it on a matic motorcycle, then went back home and met Mom and Dad to say goodbye, father and Mother's hand and I kissed him saying "Abe saying goodbye Well, Buk"

"yes ati ati dijalan" said Mother

"yet Yes, I wanted to sign Dad last night" he asked me

"again, Abe departs assalamu'alaikum"

"Aisha also said yes, Buk assalamu'alaikum"

"wa'alaikumsalam, hearts well nduk" replied Mother

on the way I just fell silent to think of the words said Father last night, somehow from the face implied very heavy Dad let me to go to Pakde's place, like there was something he kept from me, like there was something he kept secret from me, ah it's possible this is just was syaithon, rush me to tepis bad thoughts in my mind.

arriving at Adi Sumarmo airport the weather was very hot making Aisyah as hot as walking towards the airport until I finally took off my jacket to cover her face, Aisyah then looked at me and narrowed her eyes a sign that she was smiling.

when checking in until the plane was kept silent only occasionally smiling at the behavior of Aisyah who was busy with looking at the window when the plane was already in the air, he said, 45 Minutes of travel to Jakarta finally arrived, soeta international airport, the largest airport in Indonesia which is probably less extensive than the airport in my hometown.

after arriving, Aisyah and I walked to find a seat to rest for a while while waiting for an invitation car to take us to Pakde's house, a few minutes later, my phone rang out of who called me because I wasn't on my list of names.

"assalamu'alaikum" said I

"wa'alaikumsalam, this is Mas Abe well?" voice of man

"this is me, who is this?"

"this is Mr. Joko Mas' driver, I'm at the airport, where's he at?" tannya

"oh this is me in front of starbuck cofee Mas"

"oh yaudah I went there Mas, wait, yeah" he said and the phone disconnected

a few minutes later came a man in his 30s smiling to see me while waving his hand, Aisyah and I then came to him, swiftly he and brought the bag I was carrying.

we then entered a car that was quite luxurious for me, the village's ayla car colored orange, the car drove towards the carawang which was probably about 3 hours away.

"are you tired of yank?" my word

"hmmm, I don't want to see a big city that all this time I can only see from tv" he said as he looked at the glass of the car

I just laughed glitteringly looking at his behavior while rubbing his head, my mind back to look in front of "how well the reaction of Pakde who saw me holding his wife at home?what should I say when I first meet him?may all be beyond my expectations" while showering

"what do you think Yank is?" ask Aisyah

"what do you think?, not really" I said

"from the airport in our city until now how do you keep?"

"thinking you are martyred" my god

"me?, what do you think?"

"i thought about adding my wife's day more beautiful" I said

"ishh was asked really, really, not ashamed of what the same driver ?" aisyah

"hehe sorry well Mas beg to be understood" said Aisyah said to her driver

"oh no matter what Mbak, young couples are natural so as rich as the world belongs to both" said the driver with a smile

"about how many hours will we get?" ask me

"have to come anyway, that alley into the complex is too late" pointed him towards the right of the road that reads Galuh MAS complex

I was astonished when I saw the entrance of such a large complex like this luxury residential complex, with a security guard post built to guard.

after opening the car glass we were welcome to enter, we were treated to a view that was all green, luxurious house on display on our right and left side to make me unable to say what so did Aisyah.

the car then stopped in front of a multi-storey house that was not inferior to the one I saw earlier, this is Pakde joko's house?, very large with a large enough yard parked another car but not a luxury car but a gazelle car in 1994, we both got out of the car and still standing in front of Pakde's house, a sense of inferiority haunts me to the point of not being able to move forward in front of his house until someone who is middle-aged but full of authority walks over to me and Aisyah.

"assalamu'alaikum" said the old man

"wa'alaikumsalam" I answered and Aisha

"15 years Pakde lives now you're big huh?" another parent said it was Pakde Joko

"eh eng.enggih Pakde" said I staggered with a brick while kissing his hand.

"who's Be?, your wife yeah?" ask Him

"Pakde's father, his name is Ayesha" I said 

"how many Juz Koran have you memorized?" said He

I was surprised to hear a question from him, my tongue seemed choked to answer it, but finally I calmed down and answered "new 8Juz Pakde"

"how old are you now?" ask him again

"almost 20 years Pakde" I replied 

"what has been going on all along?just memorize 8 Juz doang?, in his Koran?, make a doang display at home yah?" shaking my head and smiling cynically at me

I was just embarrassed to be unable to do anything, looking at his face.

"it turns out that man is able to see but the Koran is never in his heart, and with what do you educate your wife that the Koran alone you ignore?"

his words really hit once and became a whip for me the end of this is indeed a little stop memorizing my quran when married to Aisha, really really embarrassed myself facing Him, really embarrassed me, if I could go back home maybe I'd rather go home than face Pakde.