FIZAH (Female Kolong Garbage)
PART 206 "Millad"

*Tsaniya Tabriz

My mother asked me not to tell her straight away. Just let Mas Nizam realize his twenty-ninth birthday. Ibuk forbid Mas Nizam who had been laddled to take a spoon plate, ready to taste. He was also confused because he did not usually forbid eating. Usually he is often asked to taste once the mother-in-law's cooking is ready to be served. Mas Nizam. My mother-in-law insisted that no one should be tucked before everything is ready.

"What's up, Buk?"

"There's nothing, Zam. You guys just go ahead there."

"Buk, I want a sweeper."

"The mother's room is not necessary, Nduk." I was busy with the egg in the other fryer.

"Norong, Buk."

"I help you cook it. Kula was laper (i'm hungry)."

"No, no, no, Le. How to mexico."

I heard from here, they're still so pushy. In the end Mas Nizam relented by saying it would not disturb mother. He told her to take a shower.

"Ning?" He walked towards me. He whispered, "Not showered, right? Here I take a shower."

Nyut! I pretend not to listen. I'm sweeping me. He followed my steps.

"Kneel!"

Ignore him again. In fact, he was standing guard in the kitchen. He could have asked me like that. He's sulking. Churning out the whining sounds that were gurgling. As I continued to ignore her, she said a little louder, "Yok, take a bath, Princess."

I looked quickly. I silenced mouth. He just broke down. When I looked at the kitchen, my mother put her head down. I see you smiling.

"Pbuh, O Allah, why is this strange?" I show you my upset face.

At first glance, the word Mustika. He dared to say blatantly to me the seriousness of his love for Mas Nizam first. In fact, if I look from the way he talks, I feel he still likes Mas Nizam even though it is impossible to expect.

"I would, Mom, if we were in my room. I'm ashamed of my mother, Mas."

I realize, as a wife, I still often refuse his request. Moreover, I still feel often overwhelmed with awkwardness. I can't be like ummik who always obeys abah. It often bursts into my chest, what I don't want I have to reveal. To Mas Nizam, I feel like I want to be understood. Including in my awkwardness like this.

"Yes I understand. Mas understand. Don't be so serious, Ning. Early in the morning the veins were stiff." Again he mocked me. He wiped my cheek before taking a clean towel in the closet.

Nine o'clock in five minutes. I heard gedebum exhaust. I think who parked the motor whose exhaust was modified that way. After I checked, apparently Mas Nizam's friend named Pak Iman. The question is, does he really want to marry Ratna?

Say hello. I let him sit. I say that Mas Nizam is still praying. He said he would wait. After I was offered a drink, he chose coffee with palm sugar. You are asked to add a little salt. I left it alone in the living room. When passing by my mother, I was excited to know Mr. Iman had come.

"Who's coming?"

"Sir of Faith, Mum."

"Tumben him?"

"Mass?" I stopped three steps.

He watched me for a moment.

"Is he really marrying Ratna?"

"I guess, but I don't know for sure."

"Mas, she can't possibly make Ratna sad right?"

"He's a good guy. Even if he had already decided that, it would have been considered. I'll ask him that later."

"Bro?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Deliver order coffee and three cups of warm lemon tea to the living room. I met my mother again. I took the finished tumpeng.

"Here comes the lift."

"What exactly is this, Buk?"

"Ran me. Same birthday itself don't remember."

Nizam remembered it. Then, laugh at yourself.

"That year for me doesn't matter anymore. Because what I expected was already in my hands. I just can't remember."

Mr. Faith throbbing.

Make a wish and tumpeng cutting is done. He prayed long enough before finally cutting, then giving the shoots to the mother-in-law. "Thank you for the prayers of Ibuk all along. For your son's life that never felt this hard. Thank you, Buk."

Ibuk kissed Mas Nizam's cheek. Kissing her is like sniffing the cheeks of a five-year-old.

Mas Nizam cut the second one. He gave it to me. "One thing I used to worry about. You want to know?"

"What?"

"I don't get sorry from you. But, you gave it. Thanks, Honey."

He put my head to his lips.

"Together, my mother."

Mas Nizam no longer cuts the cone.

"Gue not being loved?"

"Take the dishes in the kitchen there. Eat it yourself."

Spontaneous I made him laugh. Seeing the face of hunger Mr. Iman and the cueknya Mas Nizam. Ibuk hit Mas Nizam's thigh. He remains ignorant.

"Mas, let my mother get it."

I put the tumpeng pieces. Rise up.

About half an hour later, Mas Nizam and Iman invited Mr. Iman to stay for a while.

"What's important or what?"

Me and Mr. Iman sipped the drink together.

"Are you going to marry Ratna?"

"Goddessa. Just wait for him."

"The Lord of Faith is sure?"

Mr. Faith was seriously watching me. It's like translating I mean.

"Eh, I don't mean I'm degrading Ratna, sir. But, has the decision been approved by the parents?"

"Yet. You just calm down. My parents are welcome."

"The problem is Ratna's past, not everyone will be able to understand. Especially in the eyes of idealists, Ratna can be looked down upon. I don't want him to get sick anymore. He expects a lot. I caught him that way."

"He's real. Make sure you do."

"Yes I know. I'll definitely tell him. Sooner or later."

"And, sooner or later Ratna's hopes will be even greater. Mister Iman should not tell him anything if it turns out the parents of Mr. Iman do not know anything."

I'd be very aggressive if it concerned the future of my best friend, Ratna.

"OK okay. I promise I'll tell you."

There's one more reason I want to hear. But, there seems to be no way I'm asking why he chose Ratna. I know that dai is educated, his family is quite located, and Mr. Iman's physique is not bad. If it turns out that their names were first written in Lauhul Mahfuz, I would be very happy.

"I'm waiting for you" I said.

"I find a solution if his family does not admit it anymore. I should be able to get them. On our wedding day, I want her family present."

Mas Nizam listened while sipping his tea.

Thank God everyone has been waiting. Ngapunten 4 days is not up and can only up 2 eps. Hopefully entertaining enough.. 🙏😊😊💕