Love For Madinah Girl
Episode 13's

Ma'am Haikal smiled cynically. "Hijrah is just a mode."

"Ridwan has become Harbi's best friend" Al said. "It's impossible to cut in a crease."

"In front of love where is there impossible? Just incest the incident in our village."

Al surprised. "Astaghfiullah! This village has been destroyed by civilization."

"It's getting damaged with the establishment of the pesantren."

"Don't say that, ma'am," said Al patiently. "There are worse pesantren than incest."

"Insess basically doesn't hurt anyone else."

"Then is pesantren detrimental?"

"Clearly! They've made a rowdy village!"

"Then incest doesn't make the village rowdy?" Al head bobble. "Differences have made citizens lose their minds."

Ma'am Haikal looked at his son in annoyance. "So you think Mom's crazy?"

"Losing common sense does not mean losing memory, but tends to think negatively because of ill-meaning. The busyness of the citizens take care of pesantren people, make them off guard, and do not take concrete steps so that the incident does not happen again. I feel like I'm living in Luxembourg."

"Why are you defending the pesantren? You are my son!"

"Al's not defending anyone, ma'am. But Al's hard to side with the villagers just because Al's a mother's son."

"Mother didn't ask you to side with the villagers. I'm asking you not to hang out with Riany."

"Mother wants Al to break the cord?"

Ma'am Haikal was silent. Deciding upon the cord of friendship is a very heavy threat in the afterlife. But how does his son keep his friendship without communicating? They should be respectful.

"Why should we create an abyss instead of a bridge over differences?" ask Al.

"Mother is afraid you are tempted" Ma'am Haikal replied worriedly. "Give for this family if you take it as a wife."

"Why?"

"Mother wants to be killed."

"God's God is sent down" replied Al. "We must admit that there is something that needs to be addressed in the implementation of tahlil in this village. If people know to bring their own plates, glasses, food, and drinks from home, where is the heresy? Haram is because it has exhausted the treasure of orphans, troublesome people to be calamitous."

"If shohibul misfortune sincerely alms for tahlil's meal, how?"

"If there is an ijab qabul that shohibul misfortune sincerely bersekhalah from their property, or during life willed so that some of the property is devoted to the meal of the people tahlil, or the environment bear all the needs of tahlil, haramnya where?"

"They thought it was a new thing."

"Not all new things are heresy. Then we need a mujtahid. New things that are clearly prohibited are guidelines for all groups, and there is no debate."

"What's that?"

"The Holy Scriptures of the Qur'an. The Prophet clearly forbade to be collected, recorded. But at the time of the caliph the four were gathered, recorded."

"If not, where do we learn from? The disposition of the Qur'an from time to time is diminishing."

"That means a new case should not be a problem because the situation of the times is different, and the mujtahid is decisive. Follow the opinion of a group of scholars, not a cleric."

"Riany definitely doesn't agree that I'm being sent."

"What's the business?"

"So you have no intention of making her a wife?"

"Riany already has a candidate for priest, ma'am. Mohammed Al Harbi's."

"Who knows whose love she loves."

Al smiled miris. "How great is it that your son could take Riany out of Harbi's hands?"

"Mom knows that you have not been separated since childhood, nor have you been different. Is that a sign?"

"The answer must be a trap."

"Destiny unites you. There's no guarantee Harbi will be Riany's husband, even if her ashes are decisive."

Funny thinking too. When children, they never get along, but help each other if there is an attack from outside. Then Riany became his little queen despite being a mortal enemy. Is it their destiny to unite?

"Al is not a seductive man."

"Yes, you were not born of a stupa."

"As a woman, I know how Riany feels even though she's hidden behind a shar'i shirt." 

"Since adulthood, Al has only now met Riany."

"But the girl followed your progress from Medina, and always commented on my medsos; may she be the best candidate for priest ever."

"Al would-be priest, right, ma'am?"

"The others don't comment that way."

"Because Riany knows Al's childhood best."

Ma'am Haikal remembered something. "Oh yeah, know Umi Halimah?"

Umi Halimah is the mother of Vidya Ambarwati. The girl went to college in Egypt. Father did not escape to tell the news about the village children who are forward-thinking. She was the second concubine of her childhood.

Pamela and Vidya held a competition for all the chiefs from several villages. For the chieftain who is able to defeat them in a silat fight, then they are willing to become a queen or concubine.

Once again Nidar urged him to come along. Al this time did not need his cunning wits to defeat them. Because they had a queen, they became first and second concubines.

"Today I came home from Cairo" said Mrs Haikal. "She's no less beautiful than Riany."

"Continue?"

"Tomorrow dinner invitations."

Al smiled a little. "Ta'aruf's story?"

"If it fits what's wrong?"

"With Mom and Dad gone?"

"Dad no, no studies."

"And you're concerned about dinner invitations?"

"Father's study."

"Al means you can't."

"Are you really fathers?"

"There is a ban on prospective fathers taking part in studies?"

Ma'am Haikal so up the tension. "So you're following along like your father? Or did your father tell you that his sister's widow came from Palestine yesterday?"

Here's how much difference is ridden by interests. It was easy to get an explosion. Everything that was done so was not good because the assembly was in the pavilion of Ustadz Bashori's house. That teaching has been there for a long time.

Bu Haikal's aggravation became more so because Fatimah reportedly defected. He has been praying at the pesantren mosque lately, even though he wants to avoid gossip. The news of proximity to Mr. Haikal is getting louder. 

As a result, Ma'am Haikal's suspicion of her husband was growing. Never hear the news of stopping at Fatimah's house, stopping by Al's room was suspected.

"What did your father need just now?" Ma'am Haikal entered the room shortly after her husband left. His suspicions are so strong.

Al was reading Imam Nawawi's book of Sullam al-Munajah while sitting on the bed.

"Seek approval" replied Al.

"That right?" Ma Haikal's face turned frantic. "The news that is circulating means true."

"Why is this mom?"

"What do you need to answer?"

"Agreed."

"agreed?" Mau Haikal's eyes were glaring. "Don't you love Mom?"

"It is precisely because of the love of Mother, that is why Al agreed."

"Darling what?" sambar Bu Haikal is upset. "You hurt Mom!"

Al looked surprised. "Kok hurt the hell, Mom? He said it was Mom's wish?"

"Mother's Wants?" ma'am Haikal's trunk was shocked. "Smart your father! What does this mother Siti Saudah think? Who is sincerely combined because of the noble wisdom of his pekertinya!"

Al smiled holding back amusedly. "Fish the puffed fish, don't connect, ma'am."

"Not connected what? You obviously agree!"

"Yes, Al agreed to take post-graduate courses in Morocco, as you see fit."

Ma'am Haikal's stunned.