Woman Behind the Veil

Chapter 37

When I entered Maghrib time I wanted to immediately go out looking for the nearest mosque around Mr. Jamal's house but my steps stopped when a hand held my shoulder and held back my footsteps, when I looked, it was Mr. Jamal.

"where are you going, Be?" ask Him

"you're looking for the Lek Mosque, why?" ask me back

"had prayed here or there was a mushola all our imamin" he pinta

"oh Mr. Lek I have not memorized the Quran, my reading is also bad, what if Mr. Lek aja who became an Imam" I said

"don't lie, your father has told me a lot about you inside and out so you're either honest or you're lying Mr. Lek knows"

I also bowed embarrassed, because Father who revealed all about me finally wanted me not to have to obey Mr. Jamal's request.

"Sir Lek wants Wulan to know that you are a priest he so Mr Lek please once be a priest for us well"

"God willing" I answered softly and bowed lowly

I then walked to the mosque next to his house at that time Iqomah already in the headship by his employees, at that time there were about 20 pilgrims who had been waiting for prayer time there including the family of Mr. Jamal, who was also in the village, I then walked towards the front towards the Imam's place and spoke to direct the worshippers to straighten and close the prayer after which I turned and became filial.

Because Maghrib prayer is short time I only read after Al fatihah rakaat first surah Al Kafiruun then rakaat both Al sincere. after finishing the greeting and thinking for a while then I walked away from the congregation who was looking at me but I did not mind I still walked towards the front of Mr. Jamal's house and then sat in the chair while opening my smartphone and look at my daughter's photo gallery as my medicine when I'm far away right now.

Suddenly the sound of the perempuan from my left surprised me

"i think what my father said was that the man named Abe was hafidz, it turned out to be memorized three Qul (Al Ikhlas, Al Falaq, An Naas)" laughed dismissively

"Alhamdulillah" I said as I fell and then went back to see the photo gallery of my daughter without caring about it

"what can be harhepin as an Imam for me if the Quran is not memorized, want to direct me how?, mending with a man who makes me amazed has memorized 30 juz, he said, memorize the main hadith of the ideal male candidate is really" he said

Then I said without looking at him "God willing Ukhty to be a match with him" I replied

"yes dong will soon come my sermon, if you know I want to be at the sermon when you are still here?"

"god willing, tomorrow we go home, this also wants to find a hotel first" I replied

"oh good if that's the case, so there's no obstacle to tomorrow's application" then enter his house

I exhaled a long sigh of restraining the slight emotion that was in the chest, "it might be better as soon as I get out of here" my bathin while standing and went into Mr. Jamal's house to take a bag all alone.

"Where is Abe going?" ask Him

"this is Mr. Lek I want to find a hotel first to catch up, all of you want to go home tomorrow" I replied

"Lohs..Poh..Loh, really cute Nak, just this afternoon came, did your father tell you to come home?" ask Bu Aminah

"don't you think it's just Ma...?"

"what is it?, it must be you, right Nduk?, what are you talking about Abe?" ask Mr. Jamal

"what the hell is it?" he replied

"the proof is that Abe is rich"

"some of him guests are not invited to come here all, already know that I've been in the nazhor of another man"

"but I don't approve of you as the man, you want to not obey Daddy?, this is for you too Son" said his father

"tau ah, Daddy's bummering" said Wulan then went into his room and locked it from inside

"already Mr Lek, do not force him too much, is not his candidate hafidz Mr Lek?. kok Pak lek refused?" my search

"it's a lie Be, Mr. Lek knows who the man is, Mr. Lek as a parent does not stay silent about the soul mate of Mr. Lek's child, the man after Mr. Lek find out Thank God Mr. Lek got information about him.

from his neighbors said that the man from dawn to isya endak never once to the mosque how try Pak Lek want to bless to be the ghost of Mr Lek"

I just hear the mangosteen saying from Him.

"wulan was his son was so Be, easy to believe, so from that Mr. Lek told your father to send you here so that Wulan get a man who really knows the religion and can guide him the world of the afterlife, he said, Mr. Lek wishes you patience well ngadepin his attitude is still childish"

"god willing Mr. Lek" I said

"keep sleeping in the hotel, don't sleep here?"

"sorry, Mr. Lek me and Wulan are not valid yet than to cause slander from neighbors mending I nginep dihotel aja" he asked

"God willing, it is not wrong for us to choose a candidate for Wulan" he said

"iyo Pak e, may Wulan be aware that the man he assesses is a liar and not good for him" said Buk Aminah

After saying goodbye I then went out of the house accompanied by a driver from Mr. Jamal to take me to the hotel because I was still blind by the road in this area, when I got to the hotel I threw down my body while trying to close my eyes.

Both of my eyes opened again to look at the sky while thinking about what had happened last afternoon, especially to Wulan the figure of the woman I had just met for the first time, even though in terms of appearance closed but I still doubt whether he will accept my child later?, not mean pretentious to choose but my son deserves a mother who really can be a madrasah for him, but my son really can be a madrasah for him, loving her like her own child, educating her to become a sholeha woman.

The next day after the dawn prayer I then relaxed on the balcony in front of my room sitting enjoying the cool morning air while looking at the motorbike and car passing by in front of the hotel where I was staying, he said, Banjarbaru even though the weather in the afternoon was so hot but when the morning was so cool that I was so comfortable sitting for hours while murojaah my Koran until exactly 9 am arrived the phone rang, I then stopped my activities and walked up to the phone which seemed to be from receptionist.

"Hallo good morning sir" said the receptionist

"morning" I said

"sorry sir, this is someone waiting for you in the lobby"

"who is Ma'am?" ask me again

"from Mrs Wulan sir"

"oh yasudah then I will go down, thank you Ma'am" I said as I hung up the phone and then fell silent for a moment

"Wulan?, what do you want to do here?" bathinku.

"what are you doing here?" I'm the one who's dressed up

"do not worry I came here told my father nganter you urban clay road, nih tangkep" he said while throwing car keys at me

With a surprised face I saw it.

"why do you care about me?a crush?" cetus

"no, but we're not mahrom?"

"who also wants to sit on one bench with you, have not much to say, hot afternoon chatter again want monthly shopping, the driver also happens to be on leave, too, because there are you so you can replace my driver" he said while going out of the hotel without feeling guilty

"driver?, wah start while mena this person.I said driver said😑, patient dehedepin girl like gini" bathinku while stroking the chest

"where are we going, ma'am?" my broom

"don't you call me Ma'am?, feel old I'm?"

"i didn't say I was a driver"

"but don't call me Ma'am too"

"where are we going?" say

"to the Ambassador Mall"

"where's that?" much

"have followed the instructions from me just do not have to bring me" he replied

Finally the car rolled towards Banjarmasin where there is a shopping center located in the middle of the city, the atmosphere in the city was very crowded far from my estimate, although crowded, the path to the city is quite different in my hometown which is quite crowded and always jammed hours of work.

Right at Kilometer 2.5 I was then shown by Wulan if the Mall was on the right of the road, finally the car then I turned to the right then the car entered the Mall which was large enough for me.

After parking my car and Wulan out and walk towards the entrance of the Mall, although we walked together I still keep a distance of about 2 meters from Wulan so that nothing happens that I do not want.

Step Wulan stopped on the beach 2 then leaning on the guardrail then his hand reached into something in the pocket of his jacket which turned out he took his smartphone then CEKREK, CEKREK, CEKREK, the thing that I do not like the most from women, especially has berniqob but still want to exist in social media, she does not know from the function of the hijab and veil itself.

Not long ago came some of his friends who numbered 4 people there are large veils but without veils there are also veiled, veiled, I really like a driver for him can only wait for ABG ABG who is busy chatting and joking, although my distance with Wulan and his friends is 2 meters but I can still hear their conversation.

"who's Ukh here with?" said his friend

"tuh same new driver ana Ukh" replied Wulan while pointing at me

I was really embarrassed, the initial intention went to invite me to see the city of Banjarmasin tipped bullyan that I got, he said, I just kept quiet without showing any expression to Wulan or her friends while folding my hands to her.

"who really Ukh is your driver?, but how young is it?, handsome again" said friend Wulan

"hush, guarded anti mouth, heart hearts can be defamatory" said Wulan

"eh emang really kok handsome, can dong ana be recognized" pinta friends to Wulan

Finally without Wulan answering then the four friends came to me and greeted me "Assalamua'laikum"

"wa'alaikumsalam warrahmatullah" I replied

"why is this actually Wulan's driver?"

"no, ana was just told to nemenin Wulan walk this way" I replied

"uh Ukh, anti-tega said he was a driver, say if only the candidate why should be embarrassed, already handsome gini" said his friend who did not veil

"not yee, ana already has a candidate times" said Wulan

"if this is what Ikhwan is for you, ana wants to be her Master" said Temen Wulan without shame

I can only shake my head while showering "this Akhwat does not know the ethics when dealing with the Brotherhood which is not the mahromnya"

"who's Antum's name?" say a friend of Wulan

"Abe" I replied briefly

"knew ana Maya, this is Icha, this is Dinda and this is Beautiful, we men se Genknya Wulan" he said introducing himself

I just returned a smile to them and turned my face towards the people who were passing by.

Wulan then pulled a hand to four of her friends to stay away from me while saying "had you guys had to talk to her anyway, which there would be a big head" said Wulan while looking at me with a cynical look.

"some say Ukh if indeed he is an anti candidate instead of being shown instead in say driver"

"it's been long ago ana lelasin, long because if ana lelasin to anti now, yuk temenin ana shopping sun" pinta Wulan then walked away from me

I then followed them from a distance, actually I was getting bored and wanted to go home instead of having to be in a place like this, not because I do not like the crowd but actually I hate the name of the market especially the Mall-class shopping place, because many mudharat that I get is to hear music where, where, seeing the aura here and there, wanted to feel fuzzy but not good as his parents Wulan finally with full compulsion I followed him too.

For 2.5 hours I waited for her to shop, 1 item Wulan was looking for sometimes had to go around 5 times, I think Almarhumah Aisyah did not really dah dah while she was alive.

After finishing shopping we finally came home, I am grateful because I have been saturated for a long time in a place like that makes my eardrum feel exploded, I felt like, even though I wear a headset while listening to Sunnah studies still lost to the sound of music and rowdy in the Mall.

Arriving in the car, it turns out that Wulan's friends joined the car because they went to the Mall only using a Taxi, unfortunately again 1 friend Wulan who I rate aggressively sat on the front bench with me even though in the back bench there are still many places, is it possible for me to keep my eyes on me even though he kept watching me.

"Akhi people here either well or not the original here?" tannya

"there's no one here" I replied

"pantes, from his rich face instead of Native here, kept Akhi who is it?"

"middle java" I replied

"owh javanese yah?, by the way why Antum can meet Wulan? . Riding in the car again? rarely, Wulan is won by the Brotherhood when shopping, or not" while looking at Wulan

"do not do what ukh?, anti do not soudzon it ah" said Wulan

"yeah who does not want to answer, let the marriage invitation letter only answer it, yes it is not temen temen temen" said friend Wulan

"yoi" said the three friends of Wulan accompanied by a mocking laughter

While I just focused on the road without caring about their words, when he arrived in front of Mr. Jamal's house, Wulan and his four friends went down while I followed them from behind.

"eh friend of Wulan's friend also came along well it turns out" said Aminah's mother who greeted us at the door

"yes buk, we happen to have made a meeting at the Mall" said friend Wulan

"oh well, oh well, let's not forget, next week come well because Wulan will marry" said his mother

"huh, What's Buk?, what did I say just now" said Wulan a little surprised

"yes you'll be married in a week to the same forgotten time that mom said yesterday?"

"so I approve Wulan Sama Mas Andi (the name of the candidate Wulan when taaruf before my arrival)"

"yes yes no Nduk, the same" pointed the mother of Aminah towards me

I who had been sitting on the sofa while playing my smartphone was tense, plus the eyes of a friend of Wulan's who was surprised that Wulan's future husband was me, moreover, Wulan who did not think that his future Imam was me.