Hijrah in the Way of God
Fried rice flavored milk cheese

"How's it?" Ridho asked his wife who had just come out of the bathroom. "No pa-pa if the result is negative," he said when he saw the look on the face of the woman wearing the knee-length home dress. "Maybe it's not our sustenance, dear."

The young man approached his wife. He hugged quickly to calm down. "I don't have a problem with not having children. Living with you is enough for me."

Rahma released Ridho's embrace. He shakily handed the test pack to the handsome man. Ridho who received, frowned when he saw the two red-colored lines on the small object. "You?" The man looked at his crying wife and then returned to the thing he was holding. "You pregnant, honey?"

Rahma nodded. Ridho hugged the woman again. "Thank God, thank God." Hugs tightening. "Thank you, dear." He peeped the head of his wife.

***

At nine in the morning Ridho was still at home. It was a question mark for Rahma. Today is Friday, not Saturday or Sunday, and not a red date.

"I've resigned from the company, honey."

Ridho answered the question in his head. The woman looked at the back of the man who was cooking. I don't know what she cooked, Rahma didn't know. After the heartwarming incident, he was banned from doing homework, including cooking. The man wearing the apron did everything in sholawat.

Even though it is still very rigid to do everything. But he can do enough.

"Why?" ask Rahma. He was quite surprised to hear it. His job is good, but why choose to quit?

"Part of Hans Group's shares are owned by Sinta. I don't want to deal with that woman anymore by continuing to work there" explained Ridho while serving his dishes that look chaotic. Rahma gulped to the point of seeing the strange food.

"I don't want you to misunderstand me anymore." Then the man thrust a spoon filled with rice dishes to Rahma who hesitated to accept the bribe.

"Where's it good?" Ridho smiled. "That's fried rice milk cheese flavor. I created the recipe myself."

With great difficulty Rahma swallowed the food in her mouth. She smiled at her husband. "Maybe my tongue has a problem, Bang." She looked at her husband badly. "It feels weird" he answered honestly.

"Peats eat it, baby! Kasian's baby's grandpa in your belly starving."

Rahma shakes. "Got ah! I want to eat Mang Asep's ketoprak!"

"How is this then?" ask Ridho. "Disposed time?"

"Anybody who eats!"

The man complies. "Yaudah I went ahead first looking for Mang Asep. You wait for ya!" He stood up from the chair, took a quick peek at Rahma's head and left.

***

"One is a yes, Mang!"

"OK ready!" reply Mang Asep joke. Ridho commented a faint smile looking at her.

His proposal turned to the mothers who looked at him in admiration. One of them even blinked his eyes. Ridho shuddered in horror at the woman with the flaming red lipstick. His stomach churned with nausea. He bowed as clear liquid came out of his mouth.

"Aren't you pa-pa?" Mang Asep thrusting plastic containing a pack of ketoprak while looking at him worriedly.

"What the hell, Mang." Ridho wiped his mouth with the tip of his sleeve. Then give money to Mang Asep after receiving the order. He quickly ran away from there without looking back.

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