BLESSINGS OF LOVE
Fuad, are you sure about Asmila?

"Mila...!!!!...Where are you !!!!" his mother shouted with a broomstick and brandished it.

Asmila ran as fast as she could, and it was certain that she would run and hide on the walls of her neighbor's house.

Mila squatted and hid behind a chicken coop owned by Mr. Kusnadi, at that time Fuad son of Mr. Kusnadi was cleaning the chicken coop while feeding the chicken

father's pet.

"Son Fuad, Mila wasn't there?"ask Ms. Jaka her real mother Asmila.

"No ma'am, maybe he ran to the field" Fuad said convincingly.

"Yes thank you, I just follow to the field," said his mother Mila with a hasty step.

"What are you doing anyway? until chased using a broomstick?" fuad asked while still feeding the chicken.

"Sir Mida was bought new glasses by my father, I just held it really," Asmila replied Fuad.

"Hands hold on and gets scolded?"fuad asked again feeling strange.

"Yes, just grab hold and let go and the glasses fell on the floor and broke the glasses. Mida's sister is crying".

"Hmmm..then the hell yeah must be pursued broomstick".

"But I was right to accidentally drop Kak Mida's glasses".

Fuad only sighed at the behavior of his little neighbor.

The incident was when Fuad was sixth grade in Elementary and had to defend a small child in 1st grade Elementary school neighborhood children across their homes.

Time passed, when Fuad was already in college and was riding his motorcycle out of college.

From a distance he saw a woman wearing a high school uniform being chased by several men in the same uniform.

Once the new close is clear it is Asmila being chased by five men in high school uniforms as well.

Seeing Fuad passing by, Asmila immediately pulled him and hid behind his body.

Fortunately, Fuad immediately stopped the speed of his motorcycle, otherwise it would have fallen.

"Woi!!!...What's up ???!!!you guys are chasing girls???!!!".

"Oohs...Bang Fuad, I'm sorry Bang we have business with him. Girls are so presumptuous, let's go down you face us," said a high school man who was chasing after him.

"Sorry, this is my brother, there's a problem with him. We clean up here, don't gang up on women. Face me first".

The man was immediately speechless, he understood who Fuad was, besides being good at teaching pencak silat trainers in the village.

"Oke Bang, we looked at Brother so we stopped and the matter was over. But sorry Bang, please brother in the rearrangement again his behavior should not be ruffled later".

Then the five say goodbye to Fuad and then leave Fuad and Asmila.

"What the hell are you?"ask Fuad to Asmila.

"Hehehe, I had just returned to school through the house of Haji Bana, in the yard of his house the mango tree was bearing fruit. So I asked the guy to pick some mangoes for me".

"Why are they angry with you?"fuad asked again feeling strange to the girl.

"Yes they went up to the tree and picked mangoes for me. Nih mangga," Asmila said while showing some ripe mangoes in her bag.

"Well, why are they angry?"urged Fuad while half glaring.

"Hehehe. when the mangoes have been received, they are still on the tree. Then I shouted...Picklock....Maling... there are mango...!!!".

"Astagfirullah, yes obviously they are angry dong".

"Ah, they're just weird quick tempers, I'm just a prank".

Fuad could only pat his forehead because he felt he did not understand the strange behavior of the neighboring girl.

Days change day, months change month and years change year.

Fuad has graduated as a mining engineer, and has been accepted to work at the state oil and gas company.

He got his share of being an offshore oil drilling officer, thus working on an oil drilling rig in the middle of the ocean.

So that he rarely came home, about once a month he went home to his parents.

Both of his parents began to fidget, because Fuad's age also began to rise not felt already twenty-nine years but had never brought a girl to be introduced to his parents.

One day Fuad returns to his parents' house and happens to be on a week's leave.

It was great that Ibu Kusnadi when he found out that his only son could finally take a leave and spend time with them.

"That mother wants you to marry Fuad quickly. It's so bad to hold a grandchild like everyone else" his mother said one afternoon.

"Please, ma'am, haven't met the right soul mate yet".

One morning Fuad met Asmila who was apparently going to work.

"You're so pretty?"asked Fuad in surprise.

"Pretty dong, I will work as a beauty consultant" Asmila said steadily.

"Oh.yes.hmmm.great, I hope that there is no weird work with you".

"No, now it's different dong. Let me go first well," said Asmila as she drove her motorcycle.

"Hmmm.he's an adult well she is, beautiful too, hopefully she's okay" Fuad said in her heart.

During the holidays Fuad again taught the children of Pencak Silat in the field in front of the Mosque.

Indeed, when he was in school and college he was active in one of the Pencak Silat colleges and he also continued the knowledge that was obtained to the children and adolescents of the Mosque.

That afternoon he saw Asmila riding her motorcycle, and on the back bench was seen piggybacking a pregnant woman and in the front was a small child standing while holding the middle of the handlebars.

Apparently Asmila had just picked up her sister Asmida, and was apparently pregnant with her second child.

"I didn't even know Mida was married, I was mostly in the middle of the sea" whispered Fuad's heart while smiling at himself looking at the two brothers.

She remembered as a child that Asmila was in a storm with her sister would have run to her house, and always hid in her house.

Fuad always defended her by covering up Asmila's whereabouts, always saying she didn't know or didn't see, but the little girl was hiding behind a chicken coop or whatever was in her yard.

"When did you get married? Look at your brother now wants to have a second child, but you never once had a man come to visit," said Mother Jaka looked dizzy to see her youngest child.

"Let's just calm, ma'am, I'll have a war tomorrow. There is a law that twenty-four-year-old unmarried women will be imprisoned" Asmila said casually.

"You know if you say parents always answer carelessly," Asmida said her brother was upset to see his sister.

Asmila did not answer, she walked to the fridge and picked up a bottle of cold water and dipped it straight from the bottle.

"Look at Mida, your sister from the beginning her behavior was so, never changed casually," Mother Jaka shook her head to see her daughter who was too relaxed her life.

"Well, how else. I can't wait to think about her, let her have a life of her own" Asmida said, stroking her mother's back.

That night after Isya Prayer from the Mosque, Fuad sat on the terrace in his front yard calling his friend.

Because his friend asked for help there was a cable loose when it was a connecting cable to a drill in the sea.

Fuad explains how to connect it and also how to do a back test so that the drill tool can function again.

Fuad looked so serious to explain that he did not realize that on the terrace was sitting Asmila with a sullen face. She was hanging out next to a large flower pot that belonged to her mother Fuad.

About half an hour Fuad took the phone conversation seriously, then when his friend said everything was up and running again, Fuad seemed relieved and ended the conversation.

"So seriously the phone?" suddenly a voice came from behind Fuad's seat.

"It's...!!!!" Fuad was shocked to the point of almost jumping.

Then he turned to the origin of the sound, and it was seen Asmila was sitting on the floor near a large pot while bending her legs.

"What are you doing there? when did you come, just be surprised".

"Yes, this time I'm a demon, to my surprise".

"Not so, from earlier I called alone and then after it was finished there was a sound from behind me, who would not be surprised to hear the sound of rumbeng and cempreng like that".

"Jock this Fuad mas, I'm the champ singing in the bathroom know".

"Yes who heard the lizard and the cockroach, yes they will not protest to hear your voice.hahahahah," Fuad laughed amusedly at Asmila's increasingly sullen face.

"Why the hell, manyun alone. You're still like old times if you hide in this house".

"It has not been a long time, the Fuad people in the sea continued, I have not hidden. I'm hiding again now".

"Well, now what are you hiding here for?"fuad asked as he looked at Asmila's face.

"I'm lazy with Mom and Sister Mida, they fuss over me".

Asmila looked at Fuad, then said, "Fussing that I'm single until now".

"Hahahaha.so that's what makes you hide. If you don't want to be called single why not find a girlfriend dong".

"Already, I have had a boyfriend, even someone who wants to invite married. But everything just broke up, I don't understand why myself".

"Maybe you're demanding too much".

"Ah not really, they mostly say that I don't care about them. Break up because I'm too cuckoo".

"Haaahhhh...What is an example?".

"You know, my guy was sick, and then he called saying he was sick. I said just tell him to go to the doctor, why did he call me. Where can I treat a disease, unless I'm a doctor" Asmila explained to Fuad.

Hearing that Fuad suddenly laughed out loud, of course the sick man will be disappointed because he meant to be looked at by Asmila, uh.

"Based on you, the man wanted you to look at him or want to be encouraged to heal quickly" Fuad said commenting on Asmila's story.

"Well that's it, I'm lazy mas. Must talk a lot of sedu-ray or what. I'm tired if I have to, I think it's only natural that dating people don't have much behavior," Asmila expressed her desire.

"Hmmm...then now you don't want to try to find a girlfriend again?" tanya Fuad tried fishing.

"Let's know, if my courtship is lazy. Unless there's a man who wants to marry me and accept me for who I am. I'm not good at cooking, not good at cleaning and not good at seducing. If there are men who are interested and want to be the same situation I am fine," replied Asmila with you as if desperate.

"How are you desperate?".

"Not desperate, only I don't want to spend time with an unclear courtship. It was nothing else," Asmila replied while shrugging her shoulders.

Fuad stood up and approached Asmila who was now sitting cross-legged near a large flower pot.

So Fuad sat on the floor opposite Asmila, his face close to Asmila's face and said, "If I marry the same I want to not?".

Asmila rounded her eyes feeling surprised by the sentence that Fuad had said.

"Mas Fuad is a habit, since long ago if I vent must have been mocking me".

Fuad smiled and said again, "What if I'm serious?".

Asmila looked at Fuad's face and mouth agape, but no sound came out of it. His throat was choked, he was confused not knowing what to answer to the question posed to him.

"I. I. don't know what to say...Mas Fuad don't play me".

"I'm serious.I want to marry you soon".

Asmila stares at Fuad, like a confused fool.

"Dare you talk to my parents?".

"Dare dong, I have good intentions. Why be afraid to show kindness".

Asmila looked down and cried.

"Kok cry?".

"I don't know if it's a dream or not?" asmila said as she shed her tears.

"Mila, this is serious, I'm seriously getting married to you. I've known for a long time the stupid girl who likes to hide behind a chicken coop for fear of being hit by a broomstick by Ibu Jaka".

"I also know that stupid girl once made me fried rice that tastes really bad, and I also understand how the girl always asked me to do her schoolwork".

Asmila further broke into tears as Fuad said that.

"Mas Fuad, if it's serious when will I talk to my parents?".

"Tomorrow.tomorrow afternoon I will go to your house to talk to your family".

Asmila nodded while still shedding tears, and Fuad became funny to see her and kissed the girl on the forehead.

"WHAT???!!!"

"You mean Asmila's neighbor across the street from our house? mr Jaka's son ? are you serious about Fuad?" asked Ibu Kusnadi very surprised.

"Yes Bu, right Asmila, the youngest son of Jaka sir," Fuad told his mother.

Kusnadi's mother threw her body onto the sofa feeling limp all over her body.

"Fuad, you're a mining scholar and you work for a state corporation. Yes, he had to marry Jaka's son like that," Kusnadi's mother did not accept when her son said he would marry Asmila.

"True Bu, Fuad will marry Asmila and Fuad will accept all possible consequences between Fuad and Asmila" Fuad said, holding his mother's hand.

"Your father is dead, my mother is with you. Want to have a daughter-in-law who is good at cooking, good at organizing households, not with women who since childhood always make a riot".

"Mommy wants you to be happy with a woman who can make you happy. I'm really worried that you can't be happy" Kusnadi's mother said, hugging her child.

"Mom, trust Fuad yah. Fuad is sure to be happy with Asmila, trust Fuad yah bu".

Finally Kusnadi's mother could not say anything more than to submit to her son's decision.

Pak Jaka's family was very happy when he received Fuad's arrival who conveyed his good intentions to marry Asmila.

"Fuad, look at Mida. Are you sure you're going to marry Mila?"ask Asmida Asmila's sister.

"Yes sister, it's true that I will marry Mila".

"Look Fuad, we were neighbors for a long time, and you also definitely understand how my sister. Stupid, slovenly, unable to cook, muffled and others that make the blood of the house".

"Our family is obviously happy to have a smart daughter-in-law like you, but what about your family? is it willing to accept my sister like this?" asmida's words to her sister.

Fuad realized that all this time Asmila was always unhappy because she always received spicy sentences from her family.

"I'm sure one hundred percent, I'll marry Asmila".

Asmida raised her hand, then said, "Remember Fuad, we've already explained well. Now it's up to you, we're obviously happy and happy to accept you being part of our family. But about Mila getting into your family, we're handing it over to you, Dad".

Fuad understood that, and soon after, the Fuad family came up with an official proposal to the Asmila family.

And it is amazing, since being invited to marry by Fuad, Asmila now began to try to change. He learned to cook, clean the house and so on which is usually the most anti for him to work.

About a month later they married, the show was simple and held at Asmila's parents' house.

"The bride is very nice to be living across the house" said the people present.

After finishing the reception, Fuad and Asmila stayed at Fuad's parents' residence.

Consideration because Mother Kusnadi now only lives alone.

It turns out that during the first year of marriage, a lot of changes occurred.

Asmila learned a lot from Mother Kusnadi how to cook and make the house better, as well as how to make her husband happy.

But not for long, Mother Kusnadi one day fell in the bathroom due to high blood pressure disease and died.

After that Fuad sold his mother's house and moved to an area not too far from Indramayu.

They live in a house that is not too big, and there Asmila who is often lonely because of her husband's death got an offer to become a life insurance agent.

From there he continues to grow and can get many customers because he diligently offers insurance to anyone.

Which initially only to drive away the sense of shame because her husband came home once a week, eventually instead became successful in the job.

Until they forget to see a doctor because it is difficult to get offspring.

Until the marriage was four years old, and there was no sign of Asmila being pregnant.

Over time Asmila also became more successful in a career in Life Insurance.

He often attended seminars and even now can be a speaker.

In her household the two supported each other, Asmila never sued Fuad for any work problems.

Fuad also supported Asmila's career.

As the marriage entered its fifth year, serious talk about the child was finally discussed.

Initially, Asmila asked Fuad to jointly check their health conditions.

February is the month of love where five years ago the two of them tied the wedding vows to each other.

"We cannot just wait for a miracle from God, there are times when we must also try. It's been five years since I've wanted to be like everyone else to get pregnant and have kids".

"Good baby, I get it and I'll be taking a leave of absence early next year. We go to the doctor and check on you and me".

Asmila was happy to hear that sentence, she also had the desire to be a perfect woman for her husband.

And a few months after their wedding anniversary, there is a temptation to come to Asmila when it comes to duty to Jakarta.

The temptation he held and enjoyed, but without him knowing it all ended in death.