
Yes abah. By the way what's the matter so you want to have a one-on-one talk with Aini?" ask him to Abah.
"Can you ask for one thing with you?" ask Abah.
Aini furrowed her brows. It's not usually like this. He was more curious about what he asked.
"May, God willing, if Aini can give you surely Aini abah love."
Abah took a deep breath while closing her eyes.
"It wants to match you with your best friend's son."
Degs...
Aini's heart was pounding. He did not expect that he would be married. How can you marry someone you don't know and have no love. Clear circles suddenly dripped without permission wetting Aini's smooth cheeks.
" Why cry, nduk? The man you marry is the son of your best friend. He's good and sholeh." Said his voice looks heavy withstanding crying because powerless to see his youngest daughter crying.
Aini quickly shook her head. Of course, he inwardly wanted to refuse my request. She doesn't want to get married without love, but can she?
"You can think about your request. Because you also have not given an answer yes, to your best friend." Abah continued.
"Yes, that's it."
"Jawab yes, if you think he's good. And you have every right to say no if there's any doubt in your heart even if it's as small as a mustard seed. Marriage is a lifelong worship. So, you don't want you to be forced to accept your chosen man just because you want to be filial. Abah insists once again, your life is your decisive self."
Aini smiled happily. This is what he likes about his parents. Never force the will on their children. All are given the freedom to make choices.
Umi walked closer towards her husband and son. He smiled seeing the two were joking and occasionally his daughter spoiled to the husband.
"Ashik once again said what the hell is Umi's favorite?" ask after sitting next to my husband.
"Ah.umi kepo." Saut Aini's.
"Well, can the same kid himself nothing to ya." Umi did not want to say kepo.
"This is the secret of Aini and Abah."
"OK, you kids and Abah are both happy to make Umi curious. I'm ah, just going to Rini's room." Say Umi with a pouting face.
"Idih ambekan.ntar more young lo if you like to snack on umi." Aini Temptation.
Abah who saw his son and wife like that just smiled. Two women he loved very much. There is nothing happier than seeing someone we love always happy, right?
" It's night, sleep there!" Abah's orders to Aini.
"Yes, Aini to the room first yes, Umi abah." Pamit Aini to both her parents.
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Elsewhere the Clouds were chatting with his extended family. All gathered at the granny's house because her cousin was going to end his bachelor's life in a few days. Because Uncle Awan lives with his grandmother and grandfather.
Hafis Awan's younger brother, who was only three years old. They are similar, and the stature of both are clean white sometimes people find it difficult to distinguish. Especially if they wear the same clothes.
" It must be, really groggy. Afraid of mispronouncing the name ntar pas ijab kobul." Answer Hasan's cousin Cloud.
"You are - there is a wrong name. If that is in the heart and mind of one name mbak Nur certainly will not be mispronounced. Do not know yes, if there is another name," Tempta Awan while raising his eyebrows.
Plaque...
A fairly firm punch landed quickly on the Cloud's shoulder. He quickly turned his head towards who hit his shoulder.
" Astagfirullah Mbah, your grandson has just returned home instead of being welcomed using a hug and using a punch. This is the fate of the grandchildren who are not recognized," This time the clouds showed a face that pretended to be sad.
"Mistake it yourself if you say no to the filter first. It is not wrong, if the old hand is old this floppy." Mbah.
" Filter like girls on social media who like to use filters." Cloud Speech.
"This is yes, it is rare to go home after a storm. Here I ladenin you are a young man," said Mbah Arum by folding his clothes up to the elbow.
"For, mba. Raise your hands and feet when the mbah has come out in the mainstay of the mbah." The clouds raised to his two hands as a sign that he did not want to fuss with the altar Arum.
"What style does the mbah have?" ask Cloud's cousin Retno.
Retno did not know that her cousins and mbahs often joke like this. Because he was in the boarding house from SD and his house is also in Jepara so gathering time like this is rare.
"Straight nagging all day," replied Hafis while whispering in Retno's ear.
"You can whisper to the beloved of Mbah? Don't you spurn that, don't you?" rebuk Mbah Arum on Hafis.
"Good and beautiful but often nagging," chirped Clouds then ran towards his room to avoid the grumbling of Mbah Arum.
Everyone in the room laughed. Grandchildren and grandmothers never get along when they meet. There is always something that they make a fuss about even if it is a joke.
"If he has lost the debate, he runs away. Therefore cepetan find a wife so that someone is invited to a friendly fight. Not busy making money." Mbah Arum.
"God willing, ma'am, there is a candidate if the cloud wants us to apply for the girl." Saut Akbar Awan's.
"Yes, huh? Which person?" ask Mbah Arum.
"The Salatiga people too. The son of my old best friend back in the cottage. God willing his son is good and sholeh."
"We'll just find them. God willing they are fools."
"Aamiin's." Respond in unison to those in the room.
The cloud that had been in the room many times contacted Tara but was not also answered. He walked back and forth like an iron. Yesterday he told Tara that missing is hard. It seems his words were right. And the one who misses is not Tara but herself. Even from the afternoon he sent a message that had not been responded by the woman. This is not usual and the Clouds are a little worried.
"Where is he? On whatshap from earlier nonga bales. On the phone, too, was not picked up. Don't know what I'm worried about." Clouds on himself.
He tried again and again, but it didn't work. After nearly thirty minutes, Awan finally put his phone on the nightstand. And he lay on the bed. Soon his breathing began to be regular he too fell asleep because of drowsiness.