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RM19. Madrassas
"I love you." Canda sent a long-distance kiss to her five-year-old daughter.
"I love you too" Ghifar said, capturing the long-distance kiss.
"Dam!!!" givan snapped watching Canda and Ghifar alternately.
While the two adults, even chuckled amusedly.
"I'm the same Ra, Mas." Canda pointed to his son who was beside Ghifar.
"I'm like his foster father nyahutin dong." Ghifar acted as if he was fine with his brother.
In fact, last night there was almost a fistfight if Ghifar was not pulled by his father.
Givan glanced at his sister, then he knelt down to pay attention to her sad-faced son. "What's the matter, Ra?" givan asked his son.
"You're the same mom." Ra sobbed, looking left and right.
"Where's your wife?" ask Canda with one step forward.
"To the stall, I don't know who. The little ones are also at home, same with their brothers. Ra can't wake up not see his mom." They stood there, waiting solely for the nearest person to Ra to return home.
"Well, come with Jayah?" take Givan with you by trying to hold his son's solid body.
Ra shakes. "You mother." Ra came back as he pleased, with unstoppable tears.
"Well to grandma first?" Ghifar tried to calm Canda's son, whom he asked to live with.
The calmness of Ghifar is always present, through a shady face similar to the Canda. He was willing to trouble himself, so that his brother's son and ex-lover were living in his house. Because he realized, bringing Canda into the house was very unlikely.
"You go to mama." Ra answered with tears.
Givan did not expect, his name that was always complained about his fifth number child would lose to the woman Ra called the mamah.
"We're looking, are we there?" Ghifar pointed to the left.
"We're going there. I told my mom if I met," Canda broke up by pointing to the right.
"Oh, yes." Ghifar nodded and took the cub away.
"When does Ra want to be with us again? He's leaning more towards Ghifar now." Canda stepped side by side with her husband, but her own thoughts went in the opposite direction.
He wants his children to gather with them, in a 'biyung cottage' which is the name for their home environment.
"You know, the same afternoon I kept going. Just maybe it depends on the mama." Givan doesn't want his wife to be sad.
"Hmmm...." Canda just sighed and looked left and right.
"It's still quiet, Canda. Come on, let's go shopping for some vegetables. I'll help you cook it."
However, Canda looked astonished at her husband. She wondered why her husband was a different person. Givan never accompanied her to buy vegetables, let alone help her cook. Canda felt, her husband was covering something with his attitude.
He knows the character of Givan, he knows the character of Givan, he also understands the nature of Givan. The action that Givan never did, obviously immediately invited the suspicion of Canda.
"What the hell is it, Mas?" ask Canda full of probes.
An innocent joke, of course, would not understand if he asked directly like this, Givan would not immediately blunt. If it was him, of course Canda immediately opened his voice when asked.
"What's up, what?" Givan understood the mimicry of his wife's suspicions. But, he also tried to pretend not to know the direction of his wife's question.
"Some other thing, what's up?" bright Canda, who still hopes her husband answers directly.
Canda's suspicions were extinguished again, because of their laughter this morning. The presence of the person who Givan was worried about his appearance, apparently not to disturb the first day of covering the carcass behind Canda.
Hiding Ai in her surroundings, she thought it was definitely not safe. Making Ai leave, he felt unable to repel by force. The only best way is to save his wife's mind from Ai's presence here.
"Canda, Mr. Sam has called again. The cake we have to speed up, now it's only Wednesday, wait for Sunday cake too long." Givan's already strapping, worried that Canda might see Ai.
"Times?" Canda responded naturally, because he was having lunch with his children on the porch of his house.
"Kok time anyway, Cendol?" Givan framed his wife's face and pulled both of his cheeks in opposite directions.
"Duh, I don't know why I'm lazy to travel. If instinct says this, it should be obeyed. Afraid of anything happening in his path, Mas. More so, on his plane." Canda imagined the bad thing was immediately shaken.
Givan thought, is this the instinct of a wife? If not taken away immediately. So, harmony like this must be a memory.
"Mas, Mommy. I want to make an Islamic madrasa near the mosque bang Daeng. I got the land there, right? Later development also use my money."
Givan rubbed his nape, hearing his wife's random expression. His brain was mumbling with the presence of Ai here, plus the sudden remark of Canda. Making Givan, remembering the late Lendra who had built the mosque before he died.
His bad thoughts poisoned him. He was worried that his wife's pregnancy had problems, then his wife was not strong with the onslaught of these waves. Then, Canda experienced a decline in health and ended up dying with the madrasah that became a provision in the afterlife.
"Don't say that, Canda." Givan grabbed his wife by the neck. He was leaning on the little shoulder of his wife.
"Madrasah far away, kasian children. We make madrasas near here, so the kids don't get tired of walking." That's what Canda said according to Givan.
Canda did not know, if establishing the madrassa requires permission and also a balanced teacher. Not to mention having to cooperate with a foundation, so as not to lack funding.
"Later to find out first, yes, about establishing an educational madrassa." Givan could not resist his wife's request. He will try to find information for it, rather than explaining that establishing a madrassa requires certain conditions.
"Yes, Mum." Canda feed her tablespoon to her husband.
However, this caused a newness in Givan. In fact, previously such activities were often done. Givan was afraid, Givan was worried, if something sweet like this could not be repeated. He will surely miss harmony like this, if until this storm pulled over to the shore.
"Mas why the hell? Saddened then? Bad mood though? Want something?" Canda caught the gloomy face of her unusual husband.
Givan straightened his eyes on Canda. He could not have been able to uncover it all, if it could have destroyed his own household.
However, Givan believes Canda must have hated him so much. If this truth is heard from others. He is burdened with his own mind.
Givan does not expect, it turns out his revenge mission even backfired for his own household. If this is the case, he wants to repeat the time and fix his actions yesterday. He will choose not to care about his ego will be vengeful, if he knows the end is like this.
"Well, there's something like this." Key came in a hurry. His breath was breathless, because his running was quite fast earlier.
"What by the way?" givan asked, welcoming his son, to sit close to him.
"Assalamualaikum first, Brother Key. Let her sisters follow," Canda later said.
No doubt, if the Adi's Bird family is good at complaining to grandchildren. The firstborn who came from his school was in a hurry to complain immediately.
"Yes, assalamualaikum." Key is still trying to catch his breath.
"Wa'alaikum greetings" replied Canda and Givan simultaneously.
"Drink first, keep telling stories." Canda gave her a glass of water.
Key nodded and received the glass of water. After that, he put and watched the faces of his parents.
"There are brothers but the cake mamak-mamak, the cake is as big as aunty Novi. He's weird, he says his bad dad's at the deckless house. I said, evil father who. He said he said your father. By the way you're not you, Indonesian is not Acehnese." Key's Clue lets Givan know who did it.
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