Istikharah Unites Us
Luna

After last night's incident, I could see that Kak Mea's in-laws not only didn't like her, they didn't like our mother.

Even if we do not know what our mistakes are, we still cannot ask others to always like us.

Our fault in his sight, let God judge whether we are truly wrong and bad as he thinks, or if it is all just his bad thoughts.

I can also see the happiness on Mother's face after Mother knew that Sister Mea would not be one more house with her in-laws.

Even though I don't feel like I fit in with the women's iron, I never talk bad about the iron.

"Assalamu'alaikum" said a man whose voice was familiar to me.

"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. Come in, Lun." I said.

"I want to tell you the good news, Ra" he said excitedly.

"Oh yeah? What's the good news, Lun?" ask me with curiosity.

"It's Allah next week I will be asked, hehe" he said shyly but happily.

"really? Who's the lucky guy?" I was shocked and spontaneously shook my best friend's shoulder.

"There are, Medan people." he replied still with a happy face. That happy smile seemed reluctant to leave his face.

"Know where?" my many.

"Newly known, she's Rina's cousin. Last month he came to visit Rina's house, I happened to be there chatting with Rina. Yes, it has become known to Rina as well as her cousin." explained Luna.

Rina is Luna's neighbor, their house is next door. Rina and Luna are also very familiar, just like me and Luna.

"Then how's the story? why get a proposal?" ask again.

"His name is also a mate, hehe." he replied cengengesan.

"Alhamdulillah yes, sold out is also Aura's best friend this one" I said while pinching his cheek. "Bay the way anyway busway, whose prince's name?"

"His name is Joseph" he answered briefly.

"Well, it must be handsome as the Prophet Yusuf did." my god and nudged his arm.

"Ah you could have, Ra. Hahaha." she said timidly and covered her face with both palms.

"Huhahah's... Thank God donk if yes." ledekku again.

"Oh, what's going on? it looks so happy." said Mother who suddenly came to us.

"Eh Mother, make me surprised." I said.

"Well, surprised anyway?" ask Mother.

"Little, Mom. Hehehe." I replied grimly.

"Mommy's question hasn't been answered yet, what's the matter? It looks so happy?" ask Mother.

"This is you know, Mom. In shay Allah next week Luna will be submitted, ma'am." I replied.

"Well, Alhamdulillah. Congratulations, Nduk. May God's best mate for you." said Mother.

"Aamiinu. Thank you Buk for your words and prayers" said Luna. "When are you, Ra?" continued.

"Ah don't ask" I replied.

"Aura mah no candidate Nak Luna, you will be the one who seeks for her" said Mother.

"That's easy, Buk. Can be arranged. As long as the aura also wants to be found." said Luna while glancing at me.

"That's good. Yes, I stayed first." said Mom and left us both.

"Yes, Buk." said Luna briefly. "You want to find a husband, Ra?" ask Luna.

"Humm, if it's appropriate, it doesn't matter" I replied.

"Well, that's donk. I'm excited to find you a husband-to-be."

"There's actually already some people who are proposing, Lun. But I didn't respond."

"Lha, why is that?"

"Humm, maybe if you want to apply directly to the house, they are afraid of being rejected. Haha. So try it first through chat." said Luna then laughed out loud as much.

"Haha. It could be you, Lun." I said and laughed with him.

"But what I'm saying is there really is, right?"

"Yes too."

"You are, Ra. It's hard to approach. That's why they're afraid to come propose."

"What's so scared?"

"Yes, I was afraid of rejection. Haha."

"Bahah.. Yeah, yeah." and then we laughed together.

I don't understand, actually Luna laughed because of her words or just laughed because she was happy soon to be proposed. Whatever it is, I'm happy to see him so happy.

After talking for about two hours, Luna finally came home.

After Luna came home, I also started doing my daily tasks. Wash dishes, remove clothes that are dry and then iron.

While I was ironing clothes, Mom was cooking in the kitchen. The smell of Mom's cooking smelled to the point of making me suddenly feel hungry.

Ah Mother, the cooking is never unpleasant. Even the smell alone has made me hungry.

It's very different from me who's not good at cooking. Once I tried to cook sambal, the result is a little sauce and salty.

One day, will there be a man who will want to challenge me? Doesn't he say a wife must be good at pampering the husband's stomach. As for me, pampering my own stomach but I am not smart, let alone pampering the husband's stomach.

After I finished ironing my clothes, I went straight to my mother in the kitchen.

"Mom, are you dead, ma'am?" my many.

"Already, Son. Just new. Why?"

"Aura wants to eat, Mom. Suddenly hungry for the smell of Mom's cooking."

"But the rice has not died" said Mother with a little holding back laughter.

"Well, why is that?" I was angry and made a sad face.

"Cold rice exists, but only a little."

"It's okay, it's okay" I said and opened the cupboard. "Well, this is a cat rice serving, ma'am. Very little, huaaaaa." Very sad this stomach, uh this heart.

"Haha. Have patience, son. About fifteen minutes later the rice died." said Mother with a laugh. This time his laughter came off, not being held back like the previous one.

"Humm, okay, Mom. Sister wait for the rice mateng first, then eat." I replied lethargic.

"Go take a shower." suggested Mom.

"Oh yeah, I forgot I haven't had a shower, hehe."

"Oh, yes, the hunt has a bath, let's change with Mom."

"Good, Mom."

I then went to get a towel and went into the bathroom.

When I was about to brush my teeth, I saw that the toothpaste had run out. "Yes fate, what a shame today. Want to eat, rice is not mateng. Want to brush your teeth, toothache is up. Hurmm." grumbled.

"Buuuu, please take the new odor, ma'am." I shouted from the bathroom.

Mom came to bring me a new bottle.

"Thank you, ma'am." I said.

"Yes." answered Mom.

After I finished the bath, I took rice and side dishes. I ate at the stall while playing my gawa. Search for the blue F app.

I'm a typical person who rarely updates status but actively surfs on social media.

Counting fills my free time by reading things that are useful, and skip things that are not important to me.