Duda Vs Son Virgin
#Family Arrival of the Village
Today Asiah left for school in between by Zulaikha. Joseph's hand still feels linu if too often in the movement. Without knowing that his family would come to visit him.
"Assalammualaikum, ma'am," Yusuf said as his mother called.
[Wa'alaikum. Yusuf, when Mom was downstairs in your apartment. Can you pick it up?]
"What's? Who did you come to Joseph's apartment with?"
[With, Sholeh and your Father-in-law.]
"Change? Waitaminute! Joseph take it down, now."
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Joseph picked up Mother, Mang Sholeh, and Abah Taha. He did not expect that there would be guests from his hometown. There is a sense of joy, excitement, and disbelief. All this time they were invited by Joseph to come to the city always did not want to.
"Mom heard from Asiah that you had an accident. Why didn't you tell us?" ask Hajar with his face implied by his anxiety.
"I'm sorry Joseph, Mom. Yesterday did not tell because he did not want to make the family in the village feel worried. Joseph was fine too" answered Joseph trying to make Mother and the others calm.
"All right, how? Look at you, Suf! Your head is still wrapped in bandages and your hands are hurting a lot" Abah Taha said.
"This wound will heal quickly because the doctor has given the best medicine" explained Yusuf.
"Has the culprit who hit you been arrested?" This time Mang Sholeh asked.
"Alhamdulillah, already, Mang," answered Joseph with a calm face and made everyone happy.
The four men heard the chronology when it happened. However, Yusuf did not tell that the accident was a deliberate act that wanted to harm him. He did not want to worry his parents. Joseph also asked the news of his father who was still in the village and other families. For almost 2 hours they talked.
"Yusuf where you live is comfortable, yes." Hajar felt the cold from the burning AC. A soft sofa and views of the city are visible from the wide window glass.
"It belongs to the company, ma'am. Where to buy an expensive place like this by Joseph. Joseph preferred to have a home in the village. If there is enough money for capital, it seems that Yusuf prefers business in the village. To be able to live with Father, Mother, and Abah. After all, you are the parents that Joseph must take care of."
Hajar is happy that his son can be a successful person. Actually from the beginning Yusuf wanted to make a business in the village. He is currently collecting money. 5 Years of work in the city. He was able to repair the homes of his parents and in-laws, even though his house was rented because he lived in Joseph's house so that someone would watch over him. Declining health made Joseph ask Father-in-law to occupy his empty house at this time. Joseph built a house next to his parents and some of his relatives. He also bought rice fields and gardens managed by Mang Sholeh. Land is empty to build a business place. Currently the money collected was to build a wholesale store and capital for its contents that will sell the daily needs of the people in the village there.
"Dad and Mom want to rest first?" ask Yusuf.
"Here you are also comfortable, really," replied Abah.
"More comfortable in the room, Abah. Yuk, sleep in the room." Joseph told his father-in-law to sleep in his room while his mother was in the other room. If Mang Sholeh is on the floor mattress in front of the TV. Traveling long distances made their old bodies exhausted.
"Luckily the food supply is still in the refrigerator." Joseph cooked for their lunch.
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"Assalammualaikum, Grandma. There's Abah and Mang Sholeh." Asiah stroked and hugged them one by one. They were also happy to see Asiah again in person after a few months of their separation.
"Yusuf is your future wife? Pretty really!" Hajar was fascinated to see Mentari who came with 2 large bags of scrapes and handed them to Joseph.
"No, Ma. This is the Twins' mother, Asiah's friend," replied Joseph. Fortunately there was no Fatih there. He might get angry because of jealousy.
"Assalammualaikum, Mum. Meet me, Mentari. These are my two children" Mentari said, introducing her twins.
"This is bule's son. Your husband is bule, huh?" ask Hajar while rubbing Rayyan and Raihan's head.
"Mixed, Mom. His grandmother was an outsider" replied Mentari. He always felt sad because there was nothing of him attached to their likeness. The Twins had a copy of Fatih's face.
There was interesting conversation between them. The friendly and pleasant attitude of Mentari makes guests at Yusuf's house even at home invite him to talk. Joseph himself did not believe that a mistress of the conglomerate knew how to farm and breed fish. How to care for fish seeds in order to survive to large.
"I didn't expect Madam to be able to breed catfish and gurame" Yusuf said.
"Because behind the parents' house there are several fish ponds, quite the result if we can manage it. Moreover, Mas Fatih family loves to burn fish. At least once a month we always gather together and burn. Mr. Yusuf and Asiah if you want to follow can also," said Mentari as well as getting to know each other with candidates besan.
"Ashiah wants to join in playing fish with the Twins," Asiah said suddenly.
"Can. Usually our family at the beginning of the month always gather together. Don't be shy or awkward. Neighbors also love to follow. We like to eat with many people" explained Mentari.
"Ouch, Mistress. Sorry yes, I thought his future wife was Yusuf" said Hajar embarrassed.
"It's okay, Mom." Smiling smile is friendly.
"Oh my beautiful lady. Surely Madam's husband is in love, huh." Hajar still admires the face of Mentari who still looks young and fits with Joseph.
"Where is your future wife? Bring me here to meet Mother" asked Hajar to Joseph.
The deg!
Joseph suddenly hung when asked his future wife. He was intending to introduce Bilqis and now his heart chose Zulaikha, the high school girl.
'Mom, you agree, okay? If I introduce Zulaikha who is still in school, ' inwardly Joseph.
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