Being Married to My First Love
The second time application

"Assalamu'alaikum!" I said as I looked at the front door.

The.deng...!

And all eyes were looking at me. I just want to disappear like a ghost. Unfortunately, that's not possible. It's just a halu story told in horror genre online novels, which I often read.

"Wa'alaikumussalam!" everyone in the living room.

"Tante..," ehh the beautiful boy ran straight towards me, and hugged my feet.

"Qila, why didn't you tell me you were going to play at Auntie's, honey?" I bowed my body, then poked her cheeks.

"Papa's word is secret, don't say the same, Auntie," he said, whispering in my ear. But it can still be heard by everyone who is in the living room.

"Haha...!" everyone laughed with their fun.

I am grateful that there is this child, so communicating with him can reduce my sense of resilience in the face of their unexpected arrival by me.

I walked towards dr. Dimas' mother and then salim.

"Have you been, Mom?" my swipe to Miss Lilis.

"Just now, Cindy" he replied with a smile.

"Come, we're sitting there with Auntie, honey!" I said while pointing at the sofa at the end, near the door to the middle room.

He nodded, then I held his hand towards the sofa I pointed at earlier. He looked like a chicken to his mother. I took him to sit next to me.

Ummi came out from inside, carrying a tray in his hand containing a warm tea.

"Come, my son Dimas, ma'am, drink the tea" said abi kindly.

"Good, Sir. Thank you, no need to bother," said Ms. Lilis.

Ummi winked at me. I think it's the code from ummi, so I can follow it back.

"Qila wants to come back no, Auntie wants to go back for a minute," the boy looks to nag a sign of agreement.

I also moved to follow Ummi into the kitchen, ummi was seen arranging the remaining cakes on the plate, to be served to the guests who came.

"Cindy, why don't you tell me that there will be guests coming!" ummi.

"Cindy, neither do you know, Ummi. Even Cindy was very surprised when she just came from the deck house Imah," I told ummi.

"Woahh, don't think you already know. Was dr. Dimas the one who gave you that flower?" tanya ummi was curious.

"Hehehe.iya, Ummi. But, dr. Dimas didn't say klo was coming, Ummi," ummi's head bobble looked at me.

"Don't want to propose to you, Cin?" ummi.

"Emm.., could be ummi. Actually on the flower bouquet earlier there was a writing that hinted if he asked if I wanted to marry him, but there was absolutely no notification if he wanted to come home, Ummi," I explained to ummi.

"Luckily there is still the rest of the order cake that was, to serve. Otherwise, Ummi will entertain with what try?"

"Yes already, now you bring this cake to the front," said Ummi while handing the tray to my hand.

Qila still seems to be looking at the buffet in the middle room, which contains the trophies I got from SD to I SMA.

"Qila, ayoo!" take me to the kid. He also followed my steps.

I put a plate of cake on the table. Then sit back in my chair.

"Son Dimas, ma'am, let's try the cake. I'm so sorry, ma'am," ummi invited Miss Lilis and Dr. Dimas to try the cake.

"Yes, Mom. Thank you! This is more than enough, ma'am," said Ms. Lilis.

"Tante, the cup is a lot. Where's the buy?" ask Qila with her innocence.

"That cup, Auntie won't buy, dear. But, because Auntie often follows the race, and Aunt wins, so she can get the prizes of the trophies," I told Qila.

"Well, great aunt!" Qila held her two thumbs up.

"Everything, Qila must be diligent in studying huh?" ms. Lilis said, "Qila, here try to eat the cake so good!"

Qila immediately ran towards her grandmother and enjoyed her meal.

After being friendly, finally Dr. Dimas opened his voice.

"Ekhm...Sir, my arrival tonight is to visit the Father's house, the first is to greet the Father's family, besides there is something I want to convey to the Father and Mother, namely for the second time, for the second time, I intend to propose to my son Cindy to be my wife and a mother for my son. Please let me answer my proposal."

I have guessed dr. Dimas would definitely say this to abi. I really feel very worried. Abi had already rejected it, what if abi refused it back.

I saw abi glancing at me for a moment. Surely abi wanted to say, 'why not say if he wanted to be in the room?' even though I myself do not know if Dr. Dimas will come.

"Hhhaha, thank you, Dimas. I'm flattered that your intention to propose to Cindy is so strong. However, sorry, for this I need to talk first to Cindy and Umminya. Because what happened yesterday Cindy who initially received, suddenly canceled her sermon, so for this time I need to discuss first to my family so as not to repeat the same thing. I ask for a few minutes to discuss it inside with my family, said Dimas, Mom. Please while waiting can enjoy the cake made umminya Cindy first," said abi at length.

"Jih, sir, please discuss it first. Earlier I apologized because I did not give any news in advance if I would come here," said Dr. Dimas.

"Yes, Dimas, it's okay. My door is wide open for anyone. I beg you to go inside for a moment, son Dimas, Mom," said Abi pleaded politely, then went inside, followed by ummi and I followed him.

Flashback...

A few days before Dimas's arrival...

"Grandfather, Qila when do you have a Mama? Yesterday the teacher said, next week there is a picnic, and can take his mother. All Qila's friends went with her mother, Qila went with whom?" Qila seemed to pout when discussing it, he was always sad because among his classmates, only he whose mother was gone.

"Honey, there is no Grandma, Qila will be escorted with Grandma huh?" Miss Lilis tries to persuade Qila.

"Yes already, Grandma," with a careless step the boy walked towards his room.

Dimas who was about to go into the room reduced his intention when he heard the conversation between the child and his mother. Seeing his son enter the room after talking with his grandmother, he also, then peeked into his son's room through the door gap that has not been fully closed.

He saw Qila sleeping on his stomach on his bed. However, when he looked more closely, he saw his son's shoulder tremble, which indicates the child was crying by holding his voice. So that his sobs are not heard.

"Dim, marry!" said Miss Lilis from behind her.

Dimas walked away from Qila's room towards the living room.

"Mom, who should Dimas marry? If the marriage Dimas thought was not just looking for a wife, but a mother for Qila. And it's not easy, Mom," Dimas grabbed her hair feeling frustrated.

"What if you try it again with Cindy?" replied Miss Lilis who immediately made Dimas laugh.

"Mom, don't joke. Cindy is getting married, even Dimas got to know her future husband" Dimas said.

"You don't know yet? Cindy did not marry the man who proposed to her first" said Miss Lilis.

"Hahh, that's right, ma'am. Why?" Dimas was surprised to hear the news.

"Let's know, I don't dare ask why. Maybe it has something to do with Cindy's cyst surgery at the time," said Ms. Lilis, "Maybe it's not her match with yesterday, and it's the right opportunity for you, Dim."

Dimas momentarily silently permeated his mother's words. 'Is this really a chance for me?'

"But, Mum. I doubt it will be accepted, I was rejected yesterday. What if they think I have no shame, have been rejected, but still dare to come again to propose," Dimas began to be pessimistic considering his proposal was rejected by his brother Cindy.

"Oh Allah, Dim. You do not remember, you proposed to a Muslim girl who was undergoing ta'aruf with a man. They clearly understand the rules of matchmaking in Islam. As far as the mother who was undergoing ta'aruf then received the sermon from the man she was betrothed to, she should not carelessly receive the sermon from other men."

"It's only natural if you are rejected, it's wrong at that time not to find out first, play directly come, propose to women who are in the era of ta'aruf," debate bu Lilis, "And now the case is different. Knowing that Cindy is currently free means she is free to apply, but it's good you find out first about it, so that yesterday's events do not happen again."

"Dimas has to figure out how, ma'am. Cindy always kept her distance from men. Dimas hesitated if you have to ask about his personal," said Dimas lethargic.

"Yes, later I try to help find out from other clinic nurses," Ms. Lilis gave a solution.

Dimas turned to Qila's room. He saw his son was asleep, still lying on his stomach and there were remnants of tears in his eyes. He restores his child's body, so that he sleeps in the proper position.

"Qila, papa promised to love a new mama for Qila as soon as possible, son. Please forgive papa who has not been able to replace the figure of a mother for you. Papa doesn't understand what Qila needs. But, Papa promised, in the future, Qila will have a complete mama and family like friends, other Qila, dear. I love you very much, son!" mumbled Dimas wirih with teary eyes. He rubbed his son's head, then covered him.

****

The next day while in the hospital.

"Dim...Dimas...!" Anung ran around the hospital corridor to catch up to Dimas who was about to go home after his work hours were over.

Dimas finally stopped walking when he heard someone calling his name.

"Well, Bro, you're a big step on the way. Hurry really want to go home rich who have a wife," Dimas directly menoyor his best friend.

"Wahh your mouth is really bad, Nung. Rich people who ate a level 10 ndower plug!" ridicule Dimas.

"Ehh, Dim. Nurse at your clinic, Cindy. She doesn't have a boyfriend, does she?" ask Anung.

"He will not be dating, I know very well his family is a devout Muslim, so must be immediately applied" said Dimas.

"Ouhh so it is! Yesterday it fit Cindy control, really fit Co-*** I fit there, and it turns out he was interested in Cindy, continues nanyain. My plan is to mate with him," said Anung.

"Hahh, I can't! Ask Co-** you find other nurses, in this hospital there are many tuh, nurses who recently tuh, tuh, young and beautiful. Not Cindy anyway!" dimas said while pointing at the nurse who passed him.

"Lhahh, it's weird, people have a crush on Cindy too. Why Cindy?" asked Anung curiously.

"Cindy's been suing!" dimas said reasoned.

"No ahh, yesterday the control time was I told the marriage cepet tuh, mumpung condition is healthy, he said he did not have a candidate for marriage, lo do not lie, Dim," said Anung.

"He's just kidding, Nung. That's why he said that. But he actually has a candidate. Wait until the invitation too. Uda ahh, I go home first yes, there is a promise with Qila," said Dimas with a little lie, then rushed to go home.

Dimas thought about his best friend's words. Apparently a new rival appears, it's a sign he must immediately rush to propose Cindy, if not want to go first again with other men.

Just Cindy Dimas' only hope. She was a girl who was close to Qila and of course, Qila agreed to be her mother. So he just got to know Cindy and learned to love her. Cindy is a beautiful young girl, smart and sholihah. Who would have thought if he could get a perfect contact mother for Qila as well as a widower man like him. Hopefully, this time the proposal received by Cindy, as well as her parents.

Flashback Off

While having a sudden discussion, Qila called out, "Tante..., aunt Cindy...!"

"Awhile, Ummi," I got up from my seat and approached Qila.

"Yes, Honey. What's up?" my many.

"Qila, pee" said the boy.

"I'm sorry, Cindy. Qila couldn't help it" said Ms. Lilis.

"It's okay, Mom. Come on, honey, come with Auntie inside," I went inside and took Qila to the bathroom.

After coming from the bathroom, ummi approached and crouched down in front of Qila, "Honey, grandma can ask for a moment?"

"Yes, Grandma. Ask what?" qila responded.

"Will Qila, if Aunt Cindy becomes her mother, Qila?" ask ummiku.

I think ummi and Abi are worried that Qila doesn't agree that I'm her mother. Qila looked at me. Then look at ummi.

"Qila was very happy if Aunt Cindy wanted to be her mother, Qila," said the boy, his eyes glazed over.

"Ohh.., Iyaaang. Qila's a smart boy, "ummi looks rubbing Qila's head.

Ummi then stood up, "Yes let's go ahead!"

I don't know what abi and ummi discussed after I left.

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