Almahyras
Section 38

So early on, you're not really ready, are you? To meet that woman, let alone the father of that woman?

Alma stared at Jafar from the front-view mirror-because of his side-by-side seat with Mardiyah, making it difficult for him to just talk to Jafar.

"You're not eating?" lutfan.

"No need, Lutfan. I was the same Mas Jafar had breakfast," replied Alma.

The trip of about thirty minutes more stops the black daihatsu car in front of the magnificent house in shades of white and gold. In front of the fence, Lutfan was chatting for a moment with the house guards, and after that the fence was wide open.

A good welcome. Because it looks like the guard knows Lutfan and Jafar.

"Come, get off."

To meet with Ustaz Hasan actually Alma also requires readiness. His small steps down from the car, his hands greeted by Jafar-who immediately took him into this luxurious residence.

"Vaalaikumussalam. Gu-gus Ja ... far?"

The one who opens the door is not the servant. But Azizah herself who stood looking at Jafar. While Alma chose to break the woman's daydream by saying, "Azizah, we want to visit Ustadz Hasan. Are we allowed in?"

Azizah. "Please."

Jafar, Alma, Lutfan and Mardiyah entered the residence of Ustadz Hasan-just then also Aunt Hasna, the mother of Azizah came to welcome their arrival.

"Son Jafar with Nak Lutfan, why don't you come here to say something?"

Lutfan smiles. "Auntie .. We're here to see Ustadz Hasan."

"Let's sit down first."

Aunt Hasna looked at him strangely. How not? He and Jafar sat side by side, while Lutfan took a seat beside Jafar, Mardiyah beside him.

"This ... Who are you guys?"

Lutfan replied, "The one sitting in the corner himself, my future wife Aunty. Mardis. And the one sitting next to Mas Jafar was--"

"Umma, Azizah just call Abi, okay?" rebut Azizah suddenly.

What the fuck is this woman.

Cut people's talk suddenly.

Aunt Hasna stood up. "You make a drink, let Umma call your Abi."

Drinks came first compared to Ustaz Hasan and Bibi Hasna. Azizah slightly looked down-putting the four teas and snacks on the table. A second later it was seen Ustaz Hasan coming and taking a seat opposite.

"Na-nak Jafar's. You ... How are you, son?"

Jafar smiled and Lutfan replied, "Mas Jafar is fine, Ustadz. How's Ustadz doing? Is improving?"

"Alhamdulillah, Son of Lutfan. I've improved a little bit more than yesterday." Ustaz Hasan's views turned to Alma and Mardiyah. "Who are these two women?"

"This is Mardiyah my future wife and Alma ca--"

Again Azizah denied, "Sorry, Abi. Azizah cut the conversation. What if Mbak Mardiyah is the same Mbak Alma ... we talk in the middle room?"

Alma's forehead shriveled. While Mardiyah stared flatly at Azizah, as if she knew what this woman wanted.

"For what?" Alma looked up at Azizah who was still standing with an intimidating look, then turned to Ustaz Hasan with a smile and a shady look. "I'm here to visit Ustadz Hasan, my father-in-law's best friend."

"Daddy-in-law?" said Aunt Hasan who looked confused.

Alma nodded. "Yes. Me and Mas Jafar intend to visit to see Ustadz Hasan and give good news on the perni--"

"Mbak .. please stop," Azizah argued.

Mardiyah who was originally silent suddenly said, "Good news, should be announced as soon as possible. Ustadz Hasan, me and second grandson Kiai Bashir are getting married. And ..."

Mardiyah's views shifted to Alma and Jafar. "And we also came to give good news for the marriage of Gus Jafar to his wife."

"Wedding Nak Jafar? With the Azi--"

Alma said, "With me. Alma. Mas Jafar's wife."

Ustaz Hasan and Aunt Hasna were shocked. Even a few times Ustaz Hasan shook his head and sighed as if in disbelief, while Aunt Hasna looked at Azizah as if to ask, is this true? Because just in the near future Aunt Isti and her daughter visit, then why could suddenly Jafar was married?

"Son Jafar, Son of Lutfan. What's all this mean?"

Lutfan will answer. But when his neutrals met the gaze with Alma, he paused already, because he had made sure Alma would explain in more detail and as clearly as possible.

"My wedding and Mas Jafar took place on Wednesday, at my Uncle and Aunt's residence. Which marriage has been determined by Umm Salamah, I direct faster than the initial request."

Aunt Hasna's forehead shriveling. "Wedding? Initial request? What do you mean, son? Jafar is getting married to my son."

Alma smiled faintly and again said, "Bi-bi Hasna? I can call you that, right?"

Alma's gaze turned momentarily to Azizah and looked at Aunt Hasna and Ustaz Hasan back. "Ummi Salamah said, Azizah asked for more than two years. Does Aunt Hasna know?"

"Yes. Azizah said, Umm Salamah is willing to wait that long."

So ... Did he lie to his mother?

Ummi did not say that he agreed to wait for two years.

Alma looked straight at the netra of Aunt Hasna, as if asking her to just look at him. "Is two years normal? To ask for a man who's ready to get married, Bi?"

Aunt Hasna nodded in disapproval.

"What do you mean, son? So you're actually married to Nak Jafar?" sahut Ustaz Hasan's.

Alma just nodded.

"Rejection what do you mean, son Alma? Azizah had never rejected Nak Jafar at all. You even know, son? The marriage was the trust of Abi Nak Jafar himself. Then why all of a sudden disavow like this?" said Aunt Hasna.

Three seconds later Alma was silent. "Who's breaking up, Aunt Hasna?"

"Now if I may ask representing my husband and also my in-laws. For what reason did Bibi's son ask for two years to postpone this marriage?"

Aunt Hasna looked up-to-look at Azizah and said, "Answer, son. Tell him why you're asking for that long."

"I told Umm Salamah that I wanted to continue my education" Azizah replied.

Aunt Hasna's view goes back to Alma. "You listen, Son Alma? The reason my son gave me."

Alma sighed softly. "Education for some is very important, Bi. But why delay for two years? ... Mas Jafar is not a man who likes to forbid his wife to do this and that during his activities refers to positive things."

"But I need to focus on college without any distractions" Azizah said.

Mardiyah who was originally silent suddenly said, "Any nuisance? Some kind of husband-care?"

"Yeah. I need to focus on college. I-I don't want that married life to interfere with my college," Azizah added.

Alma nodded small. "I understand Azizah that education is very important to your life. Similarly, your marriage at that time, which used to be a very important hope for Umm Salamah too."

"So it is clear, here the disbelievers are the Ummi Salamah family. Why did you suddenly marry Nak Jafar without telling us first?" said Aunt Hasna.

Alma. Lutfan who saw him replied, "Our family never disavowed, Auntie. Do I need to explain, Bi?"

"Azizah's request was too sudden, which was three days after the deadly accident that hit Abi, Uncle, and Mas Jafar. Just then, Azizah knew the state of Mas Jafar who could not speak as a result of the accident" continued Lutfan.

Aunt Hasna stared at Lutfan flatly. "Then I mean Nak Lutfan, my son rejected Nak Jafar for the reason Nak Jafar can't talk?"

Lutfan nodded.

"Ashizah ... Son, is that true?" ask Ustaz Hasan.

Aunt Hasna looked shaken. "No way. You can't be that, son?"

"A-azizah has told Ummi, Azizah wants to continue her education" said Azizah, again.

Lutfan turned his gaze to Azizah. Then he said, "Mas Jafar is not typical of people who like to ban Azizah. If you want to continue your education, please. Mas Jafar doesn't mind at all."

The string in Alma's hand suddenly shook. Incoming messages from Jafar-husband was reluctant to give direct notes, but chose to send.

Mas Jafar

Please stop Lutfan from speaking, Alma.

"Lutfan, enough," reproves Alma.

Azizah looked worriedly at Ustaz Hasan and Aunt Hasna as if there was something she was hiding.

"Don't you ever know how Mas Jafar is doing, you turned him down?" lutfan.

"Lutfan, stop," Alma rebuked, again.

Alma knew Lutfan's arrival was to straighten things out. But he did not want Lutfan out of control let alone to corner Azizah, to make Ustaz Hasan feel worried. Indeed, he understood that the rejection started from Azizah, Jafar did not know anything. And Umm Salamah could only afford to wait two years - which in the middle of the year he began to realize, that in fact it was an indirect rejection.

"Ustadz Hasan ... Aunt Hasna, I am a new person entering the life of Mas Jafar. I know it feels inappropriate to meddle in this matter of marriage trust. But please Aunt Hasna ... never blame Ummi or Mas Jafar, because this marriage happened also from my own side."

Five seconds later, Alma turned to Azizah, and again said, "Azizah, what is the solution to this problem is to marry Mas Jafar?"

Alma's gaze turned again to Ustaz Hasan. "Is ... Ustadz Hasan, still want to see Azizah marry Mas Jafar?"

" ... Azizah said Ustadz's request was to see Azizah marry Mas Jafar. That's right, Ustadz?" connect Alma.

Ustadz Hasan smiled faintly and sighed many times. Then he touched and clasped Azizah's hand, until Azizah sat down to meet him.

"Azizah .. doesn't have to be like this, son? Abi knows you've been trying your best. Maafin Abi's. Abi is forcing you too much" said Ustaz Hasan.

His eyes turned to look at Alma. And Ustaz Hasan said, "Son Alma, is it appropriate for me as a human being to separate the two people who should be united with each other?"

Alma.

"As do the deep feelings I have for my wife. Hasna. Surely Nak Jafar will never be able to share his love for another woman ... Besides you, son. His wife" continued Ustaz Hasan.

Aunt Hasna smiled faintly.

"Ja .. in Ustadz--"

"Your current marriage must also be happy for my best friend. Your brother, must be happy, Nak Jafar, can see you living with a woman who understands you more than anyone," said Ustaz Hasan.

Jafar smiled faintly taking out the pen as well as the notebook in his left pocket. Then write something to read by Ustaz Hasan, Aunt Hasna, and Azizah.

"Thank you for understanding my wife."

There's a pause there. Jafar wrote again below. "And for you Azizah. I believe that soon there will be a good man who will make you his wife."