Almahyras
Section 24

"I want my husband, to accept himself .. as I and the people accept you, Jafar."

Alma's neck was getting wet with sweat, whether it was tears. But a moment later he sensed that Jafar was nodding while still leaning his head around his neck.

"Until any time, my decision on this marriage will never change."

Jafar nodded.

"If I suddenly doubt and change my decision. I'll read the little note you gave me this morning at the dinner table."

Again, Jafar nodded.

"And if it turns out that it has no effect. I will keep reading until my final decision is to stay with you."

Jafar nodded again, hugging Alma tighter and tighter, Jafar's big palm touching Alma's shoulder-release a slow hug that he had somehow done for how long.

"Would you like to talk about something?"

Alma still sat on Jafar's lap sideways. Then Jafar's right hand opened and the palm facing in, then put his hand on the lips and moved forward.

In-he uses sign language?

D-mean what?

Alma carefully looked at Jafar's lips, waiting for the movement of the lips that would be able to read.

"Thank you."

A single smile was imprinted on Alma's thin lips. When her netra managed to read her husband's lip movements. "Together."

The two netra again clashed unconsciously, the longer the silence suddenly the voice of the device owned by Jafar resuscitated Alma who spontaneously stood away from Jafar, because it had been in the lap for too long.

"That's what your phone sounds like" Alma said.

Jafar picked up the device that was on the dresser. When he saw the name on the call, he approached his wife and raised the device with the screen facing Alma.

"Lutfan?" muttered Alma.

Jafar nodded. And slide the green button, then click the speaker button.

"Assalamualaikum, new replacement! Gu-I called Mas on purpose, 'cause I know you're two-years-old in the room, right? Aunty said, Ukhti is tired, tired, needs rest. And as a single I don't want to know how tired this ukhti is because what, I actually bodo am--" said Lutfan relentlessly.

Staring confidently at Jafar, Alma tried to answer Lutfan with a little closer to her husband and refuted, "Waalaikumussalam. What did you call my husband?"

"Yes .. yes husband." Lutfan sounded out loud teasing Alma. Then three seconds later Lutfan again said, "Mas Jafar, Ukhti please immediately inaugurate your marriage legally. Nagging. Fear of not knowing later misunderstand. So if you need any help then you can ask me for help. For example, are you taking photos of both? Or where is it going? His handsome brother Mas is always ready to be an introduction for Mas Jafar. Especially now the same set of Mas's wife, so more ready for anything to help Mas."

"Yes. Thank you for your warning and your offer. I will call again, after a discussion with my husband," replied Alma.

And having learned that it was the end his wife said. Jafar decides on a one-sided call - no matter Lutfan is still talking at length.

"Lutfan's a lot of talk, huh? But ... strangely so funny," said Alma.

Jafar smiled knotfully with a slight nod.

Alma's footsteps approached the dresser, looked at the self-reflecting mirror and her hands slightly raised in the mane, then used the veil immediately. "I'm going to the kitchen to get a drink. Ka ... You, want something to drink?"

"Tea."

The movement of Jafar's lips was read more quickly by Alma.

"Okay. You wait here, yeah?"

Arriving at the kitchen, Alma picked up a small pot to boil water. Next he walked towards the glass dish rack, took two glass cups a little long and put them on the table. And in the follow-up walk towards the refrigerator in-take tea, also do not forget to give sugar that is already available on the table.

"Lho's? How did Ummi's son-in-law wake up, anyway?" asked Umm Salamah, whose arrival was completely unaware.

"It's Ummi, Alma wants to make tea. Ummi want?"

Ummi Salamah. "No, Son. Ummi does not like tea too much, even if drinking it must be forced first with Abinya Masmu."

Abi's?

Jafar's dad?

"It doesn't feel good, Ummi?"

Umm Salamah chuckled and took a seat near the table chair. "Not a good problem. Ummi is not too like from a small first. If people who like it must be a good answer."

"Yes too, yeah ..."

Alma walked up to the stove and turned it off. Then lift a small pot of boiling water - on both cups that have been filled with tea and sugar.

"Files make a marriage registry officially do not forget to immediately prepare, huh? If there is anything to ask for help anterin Lutfan, Ummi has said really," said Ummi Salamah.

"Yes Ummi, as soon as Alma same Mas Jafar ready."

Ummi Salamah poured mineral water on a small glass glass and sipped it slowly. "The introductory letter let Ummi be the mintain. Anyway, if everything's done, tell Ummi."

"Yes, Ummi."

Ummi Salamah nodded. "Yes already. Friday together this week at the pesantren, huh? Ummi knows to the pesantren people that you are Jafar's wife and you are married."

It's only Wednesday.

Two more days, huh?

"You want, son?" ummi Salamah asked.

Alma nodded shyly. "Yes, Ummi. Alma wants to."

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Zuhur had missed fourteen minutes ago. Alma woke up suddenly, somehow he forgot how he could finally fall asleep - as he remembered after drinking tea Jafar wrote that it was better he had to rest in moderation. Jafar also changed the bandage on his right knee wound.

Yes, I will remember again. Now I pray Zuhur!

As she was about to get out of bed, Netra Alma caught a piece of white paper - which she believed was from her husband. He sat down on the edge of the bed and read a letter.

"Thank you for all the warm words and hugs I asked for all of a sudden. I am really ashamed, how could as a man have my heart hurt you? Even without speaking, you have forgiven me. During these few years, I finally found someone who could understand myself other than Ummi and my family.

Namely, you. Thank you for accepting my imperfections, Alma," Jafar wrote.

Both corners of Alma's lips were slowly drawn. He smiled knot. After he had read the letter, he again folded the letter in half and again walked towards the wooden cupboard-inserting the letter Jafar gave into the bag.

"In addition to one more Jafar ... seanggak, this letter can also make me think twice," murmured Alma.

Alma wudu. Then perform the four rakaat prayer. A few minutes passed, after the worship service, he took the navy-instant veil lent by Umm Salamah. Then he walked out of the room, wanting to head to the kitchen for a bit for a drink. But when passing through his room in-laws he intended to ask.

"Ommy?"

No noise.

Silent.

Even the door of the room opened slightly, and slowly he tried to enter. "Ummi, Alma excuse me. Ummi's in?"

"What's Ummi out, huh?" he muttered with monologues.

Turned. His decision was to leave the room of Umm Salamah, because it seemed that he was not here either. But for a second he turned around, his nether staring at the white-like cloth of the face with his toes peeked in the hole.

What is Ummi salad?

Kayak yes. He prayed while sitting.

B-but, if while sitting may not be that low. And from the bed it must still be visible.

Alma is approaching. "immis? Ummi prayers?"

Just as Alma was standing before him. Netra Alma caught Ummi Salamah lying unconscious, using his face and right hand that held the frame.

"Oh my God, U-ummi!"

Panicked.

Alma was confused as to what to do. His hands suddenly wet and cold, he tried to approach Umm Salamah intending to take him to bed. But failed to. His feet were unable to support because they were really too stressed.

"I-I have to call Jafar ..."

In a hurry Alma ran into the room-taking the device. And immediately search for Jafar contact, then press the call button and return to the room Umm Salamah.

"No-no!"

Alma shook her head and turned off the call. He knew Jafar could not answer the call, he was afraid to hurt Jafar again. Soon he sent a short message, then followed up looking for the name of Mardiyah and contacted his orphanage friend.

Connected.

"Assynolt, Mar. I-I'm asking for help with you ..."

From across the Mardiyah replied, "Waalaikumussalam. What's up?"

"Please find Lutfan. And tell Umma that Ummi Salamah fainted."

Alma was sure Mardiyah must have been very surprised. A second after hearing that Mardiyah said, "O Allah! Yeah-yes. Now you go outside, find Ustadzah Aini, you ask him for help first."

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Note:

The picture above I took from TipsInfoLearn blogspot. Written by Ikhwan Setiawan, April 22, 2014.

(Above is an example of how Jafar uses sign language)

I borrow it, Mom. For exemple. And thank you for the information about the use of sign language.