CUTS
Rabbinically...

The two newlyweds came out of the room ahead of azan zuhur. They agreed to perform congregational prayers in the mosque with the elders. Other family members followed them as well.

“Suami Kak Cut is very handsome, I so want to have a husband like Bang Faisal.” said cousin Cut from the village named Rabiah.

“God willing, you will also get the best soul mate. Keep praying for your wish to come true.” replied Cut sage.

“Looks like I have to stay in town to get a husband like Bang Faisal. In the village there are no more young men left only soldiers and rebels. Both can not make us happy.” continued Rabiah while Cut no longer reply to the words of his cousin because he himself understands very well how Rabiah feels at this time.

Once at home, they eat lunch together with the presence of complete family members. The newlywed couple also chose to join the extended family this time.

“Mak Check, after this Fais permission to go home for a while ya!” fais said after finishing his lunch.

“Iya. But, you're coming home tonight right?” tanya Mak Cek Siti.

“Iya.”

“You don't bring Cut first, yes! We have not interraceded baroe.” pinta one of Cut's relatives from the village.

“Iya, Mak Wa.” says Fais slowly.

Faisal did not intend to take Cut to his house. He also understands customs even though he does not care much. Meanwhile, Rabiah's cousin Cut actually secretly stole a look at the husband from his cousin. The families were not aware but not for Faisal. He's a normal guy and used to meet girls like Rabiah out there. Thus, with the tail of his eyes alone he was able to catch the longing gaze of Rabiah on him.

In the room, Faisal tidied up his dirty clothes that he wanted to bring back home. However, the wife's hand held her first.

“Let me just wash here.” said Cut gently.

“Just rest! Do not work much, you are tired in the room do not add any more in the well.” Faisal's tease that managed to make Cut look down embarrassed.

“Let me alone, Just a shirt won't make me tired. Not nice to see parents Brother if clothes here Brother wash there.” pinta Cut back.

“Take it easy! There's someone washing. Yes, I did, I said it first. Ops..it seems bad to change, brother said first. See you later tonight.” Faisal scooped his wife's lips gently with a hint of greed.

“Later tonight continue again, if continued now can be-can be kesusan.” said Faisal then kissed the wife's forehead at a glance.

After saying goodbye to the whole family, Faisal left the house followed by his wife.

“Abang go first, yes.” Cut shook her husband's hand and was surprised when Faisal suddenly pulled her up and hugged her in front of the house. Cut was so embarrassed while Faisal smiled casually as if deliberately showing to all eyes that saw including Rabiah.

After the departure of the husband, Cut joined with relatives who were busy preparing various needs and delivery replies that they would bring during the event to deliver the baroe in a few days.

“Nyak Mah, how about Cut Putro stay with you guys here? Who knows by living here, he can soon find a soul mate like your son.” asked Cut Dawiyah, the older brother of Umi Cut Fatimah Cut's mother Cut.

Getting a question containing such a request certainly makes Umi Fatimah confused. In addition to the condition of those who still live in the store, Umi also had to ask Abu first about everything.

“Nothing, Mak Cheque. I can sleep anywhere. Mak Cek need not worry.” Rabiah said vigorously.

“Iya, Putro. Above the shophouse is very narrow. My room was very small and now Mae has used it. Can't you sleep outside?” answer Cut slowly.

Cut Putro Rabiah pursed his lips and said, “Kak Cut is delicious already married. I'll see when the war is over so I can get married. That's also if the young men are not shot all. My other friends are also still waiting for a mate in our village. If I continue there, my fate will be the same as theirs. Being a spinster or married but a widow because of same-marriage rebels.” Rabiah began to laugh at his fate in front of the relatives.

“Why not ask the wife of Amir? Who knows he has a candidate for Rabiah.” proposal Cut Da Syaribanun, the eldest brother of Umi Fatimah.

Mak Cek Siti who is busy noting various needs that are still lacking suddenly surprised her name was dragged into the matter of finding a mate.

“How about Siti, are there any other candidates for Rabiah?”

With a bitter smile Mak Cek Siti could only shake her head. He had not thought of becoming a matchmaking agency agent again after successfully marrying his two nephews.

“If not wrong, Faisal has a brother who is still single. What if Siti's the one who set them up?” said Rabiah's mother.

The spirit of Rabiah that had begun to disappear is now back bright with a smile on his face. “Si Adi with her brother one more that do not ask. It has become an open family secret even the people of his office if they do not intend to get married.” explained Mak Cek Siti.

If the relatives are struggling with the preparation of interracial baro at the house Mak Cek Siti. The same thing happened at the Faisal residence which was filled with various items and equipment to welcome their future daughter-in-law.

Faisal, who had just arrived at his house, went inside after greeting some relatives who had started to arrive to help his parents. “You've eaten?” ask the mother?

“Already, Ma.”

Fortunately, his two younger brothers were no longer home. If there was any they might Faisal's footsteps were still held back by the two. Faisal immediately put his body on the bed as soon as he entered the room.

When Faisal chose to sleep in his house, across the island a man was fighting with the heat of the sun shining on the island. He was climbing a coconut tree to the various stems in the garden of the in-laws.

“Abang must be tired once huh?” ask the wife in a soft and pampered tone.

While smiling sweetly, the husband replied “Iya, so you incandescent later huh?”

“Now can also.”

“Do not, Brother's body sweats.”

“No problem, I like.” seductive words they keep saying in Keuchik Banta's coconut garden without realizing if there is a pair of eyes that keep watching the two from behind the trees.

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