Assalamualaikum Ukhti
Chapter 27

Arriving at the boarding house, Fahry is astonished by his best friend Ifan. Sitting on the terrace while looking at the motorbike parked on the terrace that still looks shiny.

“Assalamaicum ... Ifan, what are you doing? why sit on the floor?” asked Fahry in surprise.

“Someone sent this bike here. I haven't asked, they're gone. Did you buy a motor, Fahry?” ask Ifan.

“Jawab first greetings!”

“Sorry. Waalaikumsalam,” says Ifan.

“This is your motor?” ask Ifan again.

Fahry did not answer, he instead left Ifan who was wondering who the owner of the motorbike was.

“Fahry. You are sinful, I have been asking you since!” he followed Fahry from behind.

“Iya, sorry. It was my bike,” said Fahry slowly and almost inaudibly.

“Motormu?” fahry asked again.

“Iya,” says Fahry.

“Wah, cool dong.”

“Not me who bought it.”

“Meanway? This isn't your bike?”

Seen Fahry sighing.

“That's Abang Icha's motor. He gave it to me,” he said as he stretched his muscles sitting on a chair.

“Wih, very nice to buy prospective sister-in-law,” goda Ifan.

“Apaan anyway. Me and Icha are just friends, Her brother is also very kind to me.”

“Ya originally only friends, long time will be wife. Aaminn ..” Goda Ifan.

Fahry just smiled as he shook his head, then moved from his seat leaving Ifan beside him.

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Dika had just arrived at his house, not long ago also Heri sir came. However, he did not come alone, but rather there was Aditya with him.

“You guys just got home too?” ask Mr. Heri out of the car followed by Aditya.

“Iya, Pa.”

“Why did this man come back here again? This man who was looking at Icha so impolitely back here first!” upset Dika in heart.

Dika opened the car door in the back, letting his sister and her lover out.

Mr. Heri looked at the woman who had just come out, an ordinary woman and also wore simple clothes.

Mr. Heri invited Aditya in and sure enough. Ever since getting out of the car, Netra Aditya has always been on Icha.

Mr. Heri takes Aditya to his study. Because there is a business they want to agree on.

While Dika introduced Indah to his Mama, they had a warm conversation in the living room.

Beautiful to be able to adjust to anyone, including people he just knew.

“Do you guys have one job?” ask Bu Sintya on Beautiful.

“Iya Bu,” sahut Indah politely.

“I stay a while to the room,” say goodbye Dika on Indah.

Lovely nods.

As Dika moved from his seat, together Mr. Heri also came out of his study and drove Aditya to the terrace of the house.

After Aditya is not seen again, Heri sir goes back in and joins them.

“Pa. It's Beautiful, her lover our son Pa.”

Beautifully extended her hand then kissed the back of Hari's hand.

“Already, already!” heri quickly pulled her hand.

“You are my son's lover?” ask Mr. Heri.

Lovely nods.

“Iya om.”

“Oh, okay. You guys continue talking, I want to go to the room first.”

Ms. Sintya noticed the mimic of her husband's face, who looked unhappy with the arrival of Indah.

Not only Ms. Sintya, Icha also felt the same way. Icha dilutes the atmosphere by giving a lovely drink.

“Kak Indah, this is in drink first.”

Icha handed him the glass, Indah took it and drank it a few sips.

Before long, Dika came down with a different outfit. Because it has entered magrib time, they pray together in one of the rooms that are rarely used.

At that time Dika who became their priest, Heri who happened to pass through the room, saw them from outside the room. Just stand alone without intending to participate in the five prayer times.

After seeing that everyone had finished praying, Mr. Heri immediately left the place, so that no one would see him.

“There is a dear,” sahutya gently rubbed his head the son.

“Plan I will apply Indah in the near future,” He said staring at his mother.

While Icha and Indah had come out of the room, after their prayers to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

“What Mama agrees?” ask Dika.

Ms. Sintya smiled.

“Mama agrees. Besides being beautiful, Beautiful also turns out to be a Sholeha woman. Even very polite to parents,” praise Bu Sintya on his son's future wife.

“The most important thing is that you guys are happy baby, that's enough for Mama.”

“Thank you, Ma. Do you want to talk about this with Papa?”

“Iya, darling. Mama will talk this with Papa later tonight,” said Ms. Sintya while releasing her face.

Dika lay his head at the feet of the mother, Bu Sintya looked at the face of the son who closed his eyes.

“Teach your child and wife later, do not let your family be minimal in terms of religion, do not example like Mama. Mama is very sorry, why just now learn about religion.”

When she opened her eyelids, she looked like Ms. Sintya was wiping away her tears that had almost fallen.

“Ma, it's never too late to learn it all. As long as we are breathing, even the heart is still beating. God gives us the opportunity to repent,” Dika said.

“All this thanks to Icha, Ma. He brought blessing in this house, after Icha came home from pesantren.”

“You're right, son. Mama is very sorry to have banned him first,” he said with regret.

“All has passed Ma. Don't remember it anymore,” said Dika he sat and wiped the tears of the Mama.

“Thank you dear, have forgiven Mama.”

Dika smiled.

“Jadi ... how? When are you going to propose to her?” asked Ms. Sintya after feeling relieved after crying.

“A week More Ma.”

“Alright, Mama will prepare everything and Mama will also speak to Papa later tonight.”

“Thank you Ma.”

“Sama-sama dear,” sahut.

“Let's have dinner, Beautiful and Icha must have prepared everything.”

When he nodded, he took the hand of the woman who gave birth to him, occasionally joking as they went down the stairs.

At the dinner table, there was no conversation. The dinner was gripping, especially Mr. Heri did not say a word.

Dika and Mama glanced at each other, while Icha was busy stuffing food into her mouth. Because he was very hungry, he had not eaten since noon.

Mr. Heri first finished his dinner, without further ado he got out of his seat after finishing his dinner.

However, Heri stopped his steps.

“Icha ..” call it.

“Iya Pa,” sahut Icha for a moment stop eating.

“After meals, make Papa coffee and transfer to Papa's workspace,” he said.

“Iya Pa,” sahut Icha.

After saying that, Mr. Heri again stepped towards his study.

There was actually a fear of the Beautiful greeting, what else was seeing his Papa Dika so very cold and his face was flat.

But he tried to hide his fear.

“Beautiful, eat a lot. Let like Mama, great!” his joke to melt the atmosphere.

Everyone chuckled at Miss Sintya's words.

“Thank you Mom. But, Beautiful is full.”

“Do not call Mother dong. Call, Mama is like Icha and Dika. Because in a moment, you'll be Mama.”'s daughter-in-law

Beautiful smile.

“Iya, Ma.”

“Well, that's dong. Sounds better,” said Bu Sintya while smiling.

After eating, Ms. Sintya and Indah went to the living room to invite her to have a chat. While Icha was still in the kitchen talking to the kitchen workers, Dika went into his room because he took his wallet and cell phone because it would take his lover to go home Mr. Candra.

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