Degree And Guarantee
Andini's Return

"Andhim.... Why are you doing this, son?" The sobs of Salamah's mother spilled while hugging her daughter who had just returned home after five days of not coming home.

Salamah's mother felt angry and happy at the return of her daughter. In her heart, Salamah still wonders where her daughter has been for the past five days. His heart was still filled with anxiety even though Andini was now in front of him.

"Whatever a woman's education may be, the edges just go back to the kitchen." Salamah's mother looked at Andini's face.

"Mihs... Salamah..." Sahut Andini and Ibu Imas while looking at the face of Mother Salamah.

"Mom knows... Your wish is not Sal's fault." The gaze of Mother Imas made Mother Salamah slightly bowed. Salamah's mother knew where her mother was talking.

"But.... Andini's desire to continue school is also not wrong Salamah." Imas' mother moved from her seat to the chair her daughter was holding.

"We as parents try to understand what our children want. Do not just out of fear in the gossip of society, we sacrifice the feelings of Andini. Maybe now it's time we support Andini to change the habits of the people in our village."

Long-term Mother Imas tried to open her daughter's heart and mind. Meanwhile, Salamah's mother only let out a long sigh hearing what her mother said. In his heart also confirmed everything he said his mother was not wrong. Salamah's mother stared into Imas's face.

"Yes Sal..." Imas' mother nodded as if understanding his daughter's heart.

"But Ma'am... I'm just worried that Andini's getting carried away by the city's worse promiscuity. So it's better that Andini marry Mom."

Salamah's mother looked back at her mother hoping that this time Ibu Imas would support her. But Mother Imas just shook her head.

"Mihs.. " Andini's voice was weak and a little hoarse. His tears were unceasingly blotting out his oval cheeks and chin.

"Not everyone who goes to school in the city actually mih. Andini can take care of herself too."

"You're sure Din will take good care of himself." Salamah's mother stared into her daughter's two eyes filled with clear droplets falling down her two cheeks.

Actually, Salamah's mother could not bear to see her daughter who continued to cry incessantly since. Salamah's mother also shed tears at the sadness of Andini.

"Yes, definitely." Andini nodded firmly reassuring her mother.

Salamah's mother sighed so deeply, it still looked heavy to agree to her daughter's wishes. Salamah's mother looked at Mother Imas' face as if asking her mother to convince her heart.

Imas mother smiled back at her daughter's gaze.

"Mimih must believe the same Dini Mih." Andini moved to sit next to her mother while holding the knee of Salamah's mother.

"All right..." Salamah's mother stared for a moment at Andini's face.

"Mimih will think about it again. Later Mimih also had to talk to Pipihmu. Mimih can make a decision."

"DUGS..DUG..DUG."

The faint sound of the sound of the beduk from the mushola sign has come the time of Ashar. All three moved from their seats. Salamah's mother went to the bathroom to fetch water. Salamah's mother prepared a warm sweet tea for her husband who was about to come down from his estate. While Andini headed to his room because since Andini's return home, he has not changed clothes.

Before long, Ibu Salamah came out of the bathroom directly to the restroom which was used as a special place for the family to perform prayers. Turn Andini into the bathroom he immediately flushed his body with cold water from the bath to refresh his body.

"Berrr..." Andini's voice when pouring water from the dipper in his hand. Water collected from mountain springs that directly flow into the family bath is indeed cooler than PDAM water or artificial wells.

"Yes Pih. It's already." Andini rushes to finish her bath after hearing her cheeks knock on the door telling her to quickly finish her bath. Andini grabbed the towel that was hung on the bathroom door wrapped in her two. Then wear the other towel that is covered to his shoulders and all over his chest.

After changing clothes and tidying up her hair. Andini came out of the room to the family mosque. Followed by his mother and they also pray ashar prayer.

Meanwhile, Mr. Husein left home to the mosque in his village.

That's the habit of this family. Every morning after dawn Mr. Hussein went to the plantation while Mrs Salamah was busy cooking and Andini helped her mother as much as possible before leaving for school. Around 9 am Salamah's mother followed her husband to the plantation while holding a rice basket complete with side dishes. And carry a water thermos.

When the time of dhuhur arrived they returned home after all their workers came home. Then Mr. Hussein returned to the plantation and returned during the prayer time ashar, while Ibu Imas was busy in the kitchen preparing food for his family dinner.

"Hopefully Pipih ngizinin Early school lenjutin ya Alloh."

Andini looked at the ceiling of her room. Anxious look on the beautiful face of the young girl. Sometimes Andini tilted her body to the right and to the left. Andini didn't realize that her omana had been peeking out from behind the room curtains.

"Sal..."

Imas' mother held the back of her son's hand, they sat on the dining table chair located in the kitchen.

"Yes, Mom." Ms. Salamah looked at her mother's face while returning to Mother Imas' handhold.

"So I saw Andini in her room, very agitated and still looking sad. Better not force Sal." Ibu Imas sipped the warm tea that was in front of him.

"Kok mother even worried, if we force Andini later even marriage makes the family embarrassed."

"I mean Mom?" Salamah looked in wonder at his mother's words.

"Wouldn't marriage be based on liking" continued Ibu Imas.

"It's right, ma'am."

"If you force us, the marriage will not last long Sal. Andini will be a young widow. Isn't that a shame for our family Sal."

Imas' mother looked back at Salamah, the daughter she loved so much. Ibu Imas bowed with a long sigh without answering his mother's words.

Imas' mother took another sip of tea from inside the half-living cup. Imas' mother did not continue her words either. He purposely allowed his daughter to digest everything she said earlier.

"Especially being a young widow Dini did not want Mih. Dini is more choosy ya Miiih school settings.." Suddenly Andini stood at the kitchen door.

Imas' mother and Andini's Mimihnya turned simultaneously towards him half in shock. Andini's words that suddenly startled Ibu Imas and Ibu Salamah as if to spread their minds both of them who had been silent since.

"Who will be a widow. Not one Din." Omanya Sahut

Imas' mother simply nodded while looking at her daughter. Andini turned her body leaving both parents who remained sitting in their seats.

Andini went back into the room and plunged her body into the bed. He buried his face on the pillow while hiccupping.