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The wedding day of Anala and Rangga is three days away and it is not a long time for the bride and groom, because before that is the time – their busy time to prepare everything needed for their happy day later.

Anala and her mother had promised her future mother-in-law to go to the boutique where they ordered her wedding clothes. Anala today only brought her mother, while Maryam she entrusted her cousin. Anala's black car had already slid towards the place she wanted to visit today with her future mother-in-law.

“ma, do not feel yes ma, just a few more days loh ma”, chirped Anala.

“ya son, briefly ya”, reply his mother.

“right nih son, you are serious about this, you are right – is really ready right, mother so afraid son, you will be alone again”, explained the mother at that time, mother, he looked at the face of Anala for a moment to make sure the face of the honest face of his son who was no longer the girl.

“right ma, um mama see Ann joking yes, this is serious it. About the time until when the soul mate that we no one knows ma, which must be mama pray good – well aja yah”, said Anala with all honesty.

“ok son, mama always pray for you all kok”, added mama again.

“ma, this is even though the second marriage is yes for me, but the feeling is the same as the first” kayak, added Anala with honesty of heart.

“because getting married is a sacred thing, so for those who will go through will feel happiness as well as burden and responsibility”, explained the mother.

“oh so yes ma, btw we have reached nih ma, but where is the mother doctor Rangga ya?”, confused Anala saw the position of her mother-in-law who never found her view.

“that, when you do not see, he was escorted by Rangga, he said Rangga could not come”, appoint mama Anala on one of the sedan cars at the end of the boutique parking lot.

Rangga who looks ruffled waist beside his car, while wearing his sunglasses, while being seen trying to call someone from his cellphone.

cring.

“Ann hp you sound, there is a call nak”, call Anala's mother.

“oh yes ma'am, I think it was doctor Rangga deh, he did not know we are here”, explained Anala.

ting.

The horn sound of Anala shows the person who awaited – later Rangga finally arrived as well. Anala immediately parked her car next to Rangga's car.

“assalamualaikum ma”, greet Anala on mama Rangga.

“assalamualaikum ma”, so did Rangga's greeting to mama Anala.

“ayok we enter, du outside hot nih”, said mama Rangga, and followed the other three people there. Rangga and Anala from earlier had not had time to exchange dialogue, because they were busy with their respective phone, so there was no time to steal – steal a glance at each other.

“tuh asked you all, even play hp”, said mama Anala.

“iya nih, you want to marry or not?”, asked mama Anala while glancing at their two children.

“iya what is ma”, answer them simultaneously.

“not yet married, already kayak gini, how if you are married tomorrow well, mas busy – busy by yourself”, added mama Raung again.

“iya .. yes ma, I have seen it, the clothes, you like ann if that one?”, asked Rangga.

“whites are doc?”, asked Anala.

“oops, what did you miss, son? doc, call your brother, you want to marry”, timpal mother Rangga.

“Anala is not yet ordinary ma, later – later first”, replied Rangga.

“hmmmm”, Anala muttered with her slight smile.

“ma already got it, later stay fittings aja” clothes, said Rangga while bringing the clothes near his mother.

“good, mom likes?”, balam mama Rangga.

“mama also likes , nice material”, added mama Anala.

Before four in the afternoon Anala and mama had already arrived at their house. Anala who is now on her way home with Maryam must be faced with a mysterious ordeal.

While Anala was buying snacks by the road, she saw someone who was no stranger even though they had only met once. Well he Anya the beautiful doctor at Rangga hospital works as well as the place where Anala was apprenticed.

“hay you're Anala kan”, greet Anya while opening those wide sunglasses.

“iya doctor Anya, doctor again why here, want to buy cake also”, greet Anala friendly.

“buy cake?, well not Anala, I do not want to buy cake here, right on the side of the road, a lot of dust, will be sick”, arrogant Anya reply to Anala's questions.

“you want to buy cake, later if you want to buy do not love Rangga, later Rangga stomach pain, you are the only one who ate it”, said Anya doctor, but Anala ignored all the words – Anya doctor said.

‘who also wants to give Rangga, he can buy his own’, Inner Anala.

“oh yes you want to marry right, briefly again, congratulations well, like I can not come well, because I want to go to singapore, shopping - shopping”, Anya said.

“oh yes, no what – do doc, hopefully – days happy yah”, replied Anala.

”thank you, bye bye, I go first yes Anala”, Anya permission.

‘good doc, you did not come, do not make rusuh’, Inner Anala.

“astaghfirullah”, said Anala who thinks negatively about others. “uma, uma, have not?”, cried Maryam from a car that felt lonely left by her mother.

“sad baby, nak” moment, reply Anala.

After arriving home, adzan maghrib has reverberated, Anala and Maryam are ready – ready for ablution and prayer together.

“uma, who was chatting with umma earlier?”, asked maryam curious.

“oh that, doctor Anya, why?”, asked Anala curious until Maryam asked the person who slightly upset Anala.

“his glasses are so big umma, like Oma” glasses, he replied.

“ha ha ha”, clumsy laughs Anala.

“yuk we eat yuk, earlier mama buy nugget also nak”, invite Maryam to dinner.

“ye no nugget, good sure nih”, cheerful Maryam while running towards the kitchen.

“yummy uma, really good, thank God”, said Maryam while smoothing the remaining – leftovers on her plate.

“smart, eat tuh kayak like that, do not be left out, it mubasir name”, praise Anala who saw Maryam already understand about appreciating food.

With Maryam was quite happy according to Anala, but when seeing the children of others accompanied by her father during the process of growing up, it made Anala sad. If Maryam lost her real father figure, at least she did not lose the father figure beside her and also gain compassion like the father of her other friends – friends.

love Maryam C)