I Was the Second
Nine

"In God I am able sir, both born and inner, father do not worry, in God I will keep and protect also happy deck Zia, I treat the same as my wife Alfina," rayhan tried to convince Zia.

You nod as if to understand, but the name of the child himself wants to be made a second wife, must still feel anxious, just in case Zia will be hurt, also Maryam.

"Maryam has known me as well, several times I took Maryam out with my son Fatimah, Maryam looks happy and happy, she said, in the Lord's will I take responsibility also for Maryam of the world and the Hereafter, as my own son," Rayhan again assured the father.

"If you may know, what's Rayhan's job?" ask the father, of course this is an important question for prospective daughters-in-law.

"I'm sorry we are not materialistic, but God's provision is arranged, for us a husband does not have to have a permanent job, but must still want to work for his wife's child," said the father.

"I have a property business, I buy a house, I renovate, then I sell again, and it's been going on for a long time, from me still a bachelor, sir, Alhamdulillah until now still smooth," answer Rayhan.

Again, father of mangosteen. It was as if there was a calmness to hear Rayhan's words.

"Alright, I was also asked how Iko, seems to also welcome this wedding plan, for the next time you put everything on Rayhan's son, want sooner or later, when and where, for the next time, how the show, you hand it over," said the father.

"Okay sir, in shayah Allah we will talk again" said Rayhan.

"Son Rayhan has lunch?" ask father.

"No sir, I was from the office stopping by the store for a while and straight here" said Rayhan.

"Then we eat together yes, the same mother Iko cook, village cuisine but, yuk monggo to the back," said the father took Rayhan to the kitchen.

Rayhan accidentally saw Zia and Maryam's room which indeed had no door, so that it was seen inside the room, only a small mattress lying on the floor, so that the room had no door, next to it was a small table of powder and a comb as well as a small mirror glass on it. Then next to it there is a plastic closet that has broken part of the door, but seen in it the clothes are neatly arranged. Rayhan was heartbroken seeing it all.

Then through the hallway and get to the kitchen, near the kitchen there is a dining table without chairs, there are vegetables, pepes tofu, fried tilapia, and sambel terasi.

"Let's go ahead and have Rayhan, please" said the mother when she saw Rayhan and the father who was going to lunch.

Rayhan saw Zia feeding Sulaiman, Maryam, and Fatimah on the stairs, apparently the contract was two floors.

"House is he the floor?" ask Rayhan.

"Yes, but only for drying clothes, son," said the father.

"Oh .." said Rayhan. Then they took lunch and brought it to eat in the living room, because Zia's kitchen was indeed very narrow.

Rayhan ate voraciously, either out of hunger, or that simple cooking was really delicious.

"Add nak Rayhan" said the father.

After the meal, Rayhan brought the dishes to the kitchen, and there Zia was washing the dishes.

Zia, who was aware of Rayhan there, immediately raised the veil that hung around her neck.

"Put it down, Mas" said Zia as flat as possible. Rayhan placed the plate on the dining table and immediately returned to the front without saying a word. Both Zia and Rayhan are struggling to keep their hearts, so as not to feel the feelings that must not be felt before being legally husband and wife.

Rayhan and the father spoke again in the living room. I think I'm very happy with Rayhan.

"Alright sir, I say goodbye first, there is an appointment with the building foreman, in shaa Allah later I will visit the father's mother's house," said Rayhan.

"Yes son, say hello to Alfina," said the mother who was also in the living room.

"Yes Ma'am, in the Lord's word, where are the children?" ask Rayhan.

"That's in the room, sleeping," Zia said. Rayhan looked into the room, the three boys sleeping on Zia's bed.

"Ah, if that's what I can nitip first, in shaa Allah later in the afternoon I pick up again," said Rayhan.

"Yes, I can" said Zia.

"Yes, justin aja son, kasian if builtin," said the father.

" Yes sir, Ma'am, Zia's deck, I say goodbye, assalamualaikum" said Rayhan.

"Waalaikumussalam," replied Zia also father mother.

Rayhan rushed to his car.

"Iko, fruit!!" mom's exclaim reminds Zia of the fruit schard that will be given to Rayhan and Alfina.

"Oh yes," Zia immediately went to the kitchen and brought back a box of fruits by her father.

"Mas Rayhan wait," said Zia who ran carrying the fruit cardboard. Rayhan then opened the middle door so that Zia could put the cardboard into the car. Actually he wanted to ask the cardboard into his hand, but was worried if his hand accidentally touched Zia who had not been his wife.

"What's this?" ask Rayhan.

"Fruit, from the mother's father, can make children's juice" said Zia.

"Oh yes, jazaakillaahu khayran" said Rayhan.