Almahyras
Section 26

"You ... same Lutfan when to get married?"

Mardiyah spontaneously looked at Alma. And just then both of them were in the car park-Mardiyah on the motorbike and said, "The men look like her, which can be serious."

"But .. You are also fooled. And it looks like Lutfan agrees" Alma said.

Mardiyah has turned on the motor. "Kata Umma, as soon as possible. He wants to when."

Arrypha ... Mardiyah .. turned out to be as close as we were, and your speech remained short and flat as this.

How are you going to make Lutfan that hot, huh?

"Handles. I fell irresponsible" said Mardiyah.

On the way to orphanage-Mardiyah kept the motor down, even the streets were deserted. Alma guess Mardiyah would want to enjoy the view of rice fields and some houses like this rural residents.

"Why does it feel like being a wife?" ask Mardiyah.

Alma replied, "So Gus Jafar's wife you mean?"

Seen from behind Mardiyah shook her head and with a slight increase in her tone, she said, "I asked what it's like to be a wife? Even if your husband isn't Jafar I'll still ask."

"Enak" replied Alma.

Mardiyah's forehead shriveled, even spontaneously coughing. "What's good?" tanyakanya.

"You're asking me what it's like, right?" This time Alma's face slightly drew closer to Mardiyah's side neck, and then with a slow chuckle she again said, "Yes, that's it. It feels like being a wife .. that's good."

"Yes, is it?" mardiyah.

Alma moved her face away, then shook her head with a faint smile at Mardiyah's words.

"Yes, Mar. You're weird too, I just got married one day. Have you asked me what it's like to be a wife? You should ask Umma Sarah, or Umm Salamah. He must have answered really. I don't think I'm gini," explained Alma with a little harsh.

"I asked seriously" said Mardiyah.

The motor enters the orphanage-he suddenly comes to be greeted by Kirana and Inayah. Which Kirana looks excited jumping even greet him continuously.

"Sister Alma!"

Alma down in a direct welcome hug by Kirana. While Inayah approached and chose salim-kissing the back of Alma's hand.

"Not seen from yesterday. Where's nginep's brother?" ask Kirana.

"Sister Alma is married. Kirana don't spoilt continue," said Mardiyah who had finished parking the motorbike.

Kirana's lips pursed. "Kirana is not spoiled. Brother Mar sok knows, huh! Anyway if Kirana spoiled also to Kak Alma not to Kak Mardiyah."

"Whatever."

Hearing Mardiyah's reply that resigned Alma could only shake her head. Kirana's behavior is all-around. "What he said was Mar's real sister" said Alma.

Netra Inayah was wide-eyed - she was shocked. "Are you really married?"

Alma nodded.

"Well! Yea?! Just who did his sister marry? How is there no show? Kirana is not-"

Mardiyah refuted, "Go to the room first. Later on continue with grout clothes."

Alma's dorm room was not very neat, there was a set of clothes lying on the bed. And there was also the face of Umm Salamah and hers. Kirana, Inayah and Mardiyah sat separately.

"So-So you don't live here anymore?" ask Inayah.

Maybe ... not yet.

"Kan Kak Mar has said Inayah, Kak Alma is married. So Kak Alma will stay with her husband" said Mardiyah.

Kirana suddenly approached Alma who was standing in front of the closet about to put her clothes in. "What ... Whose sister's husband? Which person too? Kirana same Inayah can ta--"

"Mas Jafar's. Gus of the Al-Hikmah pesantren" said Mardiyah.

Netra Kirana widened. "Gu-gus boarding? Mas Jafar's brother Bang Lutfan, huh Kak?"

Alma nodded softly when she heard the name Lutfan being called with the word Abang. "dude? Lutfan's brother? Who told you to call that kayak, Na?"

"Ba-bang Lutfannya himself, Sis," said Inayah.

Mardiyah seemed to know the useless behavior of her future husband was only able to rotate the eyeballs.

"Ehm ... Brother Alma," said Inayah again, looking down deeply and timidly.

"What?"

Inayah looked up-to-look at Kirana for a moment and said, "A-I'm the same Kirana can ma-play there, right?"

"Pesantren?"

Mardiyah replied, "Can. As long as there are adults who bullied you."

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Alma never thought about marriage. Even to be a wife at the age of twenty-two, the destiny that the Creator has prepared is indeed full of surprises and amazing.

There are no regrets.

Mother continued.

"Hey, daydream!" mardiyah Tegur.

Netra Alma worked many times seeing Mardiyah who was standing in front of her had changed clothes. He and Mardiyah were about to return to the pesantren-the department was over, and Mardiyah was also cleaning up.

"Good," said Mardiyah.

The motor drove normally, leaving the orphanage. In the middle of the journey again Mardiyah to slow down the vehicle, where the moments of the afternoon like this orange light from the sky must look so beautiful.

"It was Mar, you think .. if you are now a great human being. Even strong?" Alma sighed, with a bitter smile she said again, "I like to think that ... Actually I don't want to remember the sad times, but if you want to remember again, I can survive so far is already great, right?"

Mardiyah nodded. "Birth in this world is not as wise as it seems."

"Mar .. no one promises that we live in this world just good."

Again, Mardiyah nodded-heard she was laughing blandly. "It's better not to be born, right?"

Alma spontaneously shook her head. "Birth is destiny, Mar. You shouldn't have said that."

"I'm sorry" said Mardiyah briefly.

I don't know how sick you are Mar, but .. You're great.

Even though our lives were at their lowest point. At least you, me and any human being who has the same grief, can survive this far.

"As you said, it's not good to compare the sadness and misery of one's life, is it Mar?"

Mardiyah nodded.

"Because in the end, each of these trials that we go through is equally painful" continued Alma.

The motor entering the pesantren-Mardiyah courtyard chose to directly park it in front of the garage next to the house of Ummi Salamah. And the place at that time was also followed by a black Toyota Avanza car entered.

Lutfan descended on Jafar, walking closer to Alma and Mardiyah. As always-Lutfan the tengil no day without indistinct smiles by looking at Alma.

"Generic, Ukhti. And ..." Lutfan's speech stopped, after seeing Mardiyah waltz in first.

"Mosur."

"Ish, habit. You expressionless flat chick!" lutfan Oceh.

Alma approaches Jafar-and kisses the back of her husband's hand. "Sorry .. i---"

Jafar shook his head slowly with a smile he rubbed the head of Alma. And move his lips. "No pa-pa."

Lutfan continued to babble, either complaining about the nature of Mardiyah, either complaining about Alma and Jafar--when Jafar had no intention to show off his intimacy.

"Ukhti, where's the girl dat--"

Alma refuted, "Mardiyah. Don't call people names like that, Lutfan!"

On the living room sofa there are only Alma, Jafar and Lutfan. Mardiyah in the kitchen made porridge for Ummi Salamah-because it was a request from Umma Sarah, she knew that her brother liked Mardiyah's porridge.

"Yes-yes whatever," said Lutfan.

Alma clucked and shook her head inexhaustibly. "You're weird, Lutfan. Mardiyah is a future wife who is coveted by men. It's kind of like that because you're not married yet, I'm sure that's-"

"It may not change, Ukhti," argued Lutfan.

Alma saw Jafar writing something in his notebook. After it is finished in the tear, and put it on the table facing Lutfan.

"Stop babbling, Lutfan. It is not a matter of what nature he is. The problem is that you make fun of him too often" Jafar wrote.

Lutfan nodded in disagreement. "I'm not mocking him! The fact is he's flat, which is irit."

"Enough, Lutfan," said Alma.

Jafar wrote something back in his book. And after it tore and placed him on the table, Jafar stood up leaving Lutfan and passed to the room of Umm Salamah.

Alma was silent in the place waiting for Lutfan's reaction from the writing he read.

"Never forget, this marriage is a request of your brother" Jafar wrote.

Lutfan let out a long sigh - squeezing the piece of paper that Jafar had given him earlier. His gaze dodged to the side with a look of a face that was no longer as cheerful as before.

"What exactly? Make me confess to a request that even Abi himself can not see my happiness later," said Lutfan Lirih.

In-he .. same as Jafar.

She traumatized?

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Note:

Lutfan if you talk to Jafar must use me-Mas and if you talk to Alma, Mardiyah uses lo-gue. I tell you again, let's not forget.