Love For Madinah Girl
Episode 22

Al motioned that Fatimah should not continue her words. He doesn't want Kyai to know. Riany and my friends would have known. Or is it Kyai who knows best? Doesn't it mean women don't need the blessing of the first wife?

Astaghfirullah, Al screeched, the gibah on Kyai is not a commendable gesture. If they were married, what would be sin?

Some of the santri that Kyai contacted came to bring the sadungan santri. They're goin. Al walked away from the group. He did not know what was in his heart. 

Riany walked beside him. He was worried to see the change in his face.

"I can help you explain" he said.

Al smiled faintly. "I'm fine."

"I need to explain so as not to cause slander. The late Ustadz Bashori had plantations in this area. Your father can trust to take care of the treasure gono-gini. The three wives of the deceased appointed Ustadzah Fatimah to represent the family. They're here because there's a meeting with the buyer, the estate will be sold."

"Meeting can be at the home of the deceased."

"I know where your words are going. But is it worth it that you suspect your father?"

"You're too smart to read words to accuse me of that, when I don't say that."

"But you mean so, right?"

There is something surprising about this incident. His father was looking for alternative land because the plantation in the village opposite many enthusiasts for the project. Why didn't he buy it? Al worry trust is just a mode.

Riany seemed to know what she was thinking. "Your father is actually interested in buying, the land is less extensive. The landowners around him had no intention of selling. He does not want to have separate plantation land because of wasteful operational costs."

"How can you know better than your own son?"

"Ustadzah Fatimah's story."

This incident was quite draining Al's feelings. But is Dad wrong? If he believes he can be fair, there is a halal way to take Fatimah as honey!

"Your father is a faithful man with his promises" said Riany. "He was ashamed of the Prophet if he had only pursued the enjoyment of sunna, but left the tribulation of sunna."

"meaning?"

"Have you prayed until your feet were swollen? Have your tears ever been drained to dry so afraid of hellfire? The Prophet has guaranteed to enter heaven."

"The romance is you want Harbi to be like my father. Loyal to one wife with shame."

"Kok Harbi anyway?"

Honestly the name became a spring that extinguished the fire of love in his heart. Al must not build a dream that is closed to the way to the great marriage!

Al replied casually, "My time? Whose husband is your candidate?"

"I'd rather take the parable of your future husband."

"Said there is prayer. I ask you istighfar."

"And her daughter is Lin Wei."

"I guess...."

"My lady you mean?"

"If you were Lin Wei, how would you be?"

"I will ask my Lord, my husband cannot enter heaven before I enter."

"Why did you ask to come in first?"

"I want to take the place of the angel in heaven prepared for you. So the wife of the world and the hereafter."

Al did not comment. She worries that her jokes will make it even harder to bury her late love, and get caught up in the romance of the past.

Al returned to the original question. "So you think my father's closeness with Ustadzah Fatimah is only a mere trust?"

"I believe them."

"Ustadzah Fatimah is a beautiful woman with an intoxicating Arabian charm. Trust can be forgotten if every time the road together."

"There is a DKM manager accompanying."

"Can they cover up the charm?"

"So when you were with Lin Wei, Aisyah's loyalty couldn't cover her charm? Then when with Wulandari, those two can't cover your eyes? So too when with Vidya and Pamela. How many numbers do you want?"

"I'm talking about Ustadzah Fatimah. How are you going anywhere?"

"Like."

"Win alone."

"Biarin" said Riany Ketus. "Part of my own father is suspected."

"Maybe because my sympathies are with my mother."

They arrived at the parking lot. Mr. Haikal has been waiting with the DKM manager. Friends too.

"There's something you want to explain" said Mr. Haikal with a serious face. "Let's not have an ugly prejudice on your mind."

Al smiled a little. "Enough from Riany. I'm afraid ilfeel if a lot of people explain."

"Yes, that's it." Mr. Haikal shrug a little. "Don't tell your mother. The order's different."

Al remembered something. "Oh yeah, I'm just saying suspicious Mom. Is Lamborghini really a bribe for me?"

"Listen to what he says. Don't argue with your mother."

They stopped and went to the Lamborghini parking lot.

"I'm the one who brought it," said Riany. "I know a shortcut."

"So, just show up."

"Remain focused?"

"What does it look like I'm mussy?"

Irma cuts, "With the hillside road when we get home from Yogya, Ri?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"The path is small, turn around, where it's quiet again."

"Continue?"

"Steer!"

"I'm more horrified that Al failed the dinner."

"Dinner again" complained Al. "It's obvious that you don't agree I'm ta'aruf with Vidya."

"Dinner is the most important moment for your mother right now."

"What effect does it have on you?"

"My name is not left in front of your mother until you fail to dinner."

"Your name is in pieces."

"At least it's not ashes."

Riany's name means nothing now. Al has always defended the girl for not wanting her mother to be caught up in the sin of slander.

"By the way, you guys go to Yogya and don't stop by?" ask Al.

"Actually want to stop by" said Irma. "There are those who go to Yogya not for comparative studies, but heavy kangen."

"Who?"

"Obviously it wasn't me."

"Don't you miss me?"

"Kangen anyway, just as a friend."

"So this is different?"

"Know who is it?"

"Riany seems impossible."

"Cock not possible?"

"Unless Harbi isn't around yet."

"Ember."

"Hopefully it's not because I'm late for your friend to choose Harbi."

"If yes?"

"I must be waiting for his widow. And that's nasty."

"So the fourth?"

"So the first and last."

Riany's fascinated. Something was going through his eyeball. Don't know what. What is clear is not the regret of Al being late.

"So sweet" Irma chirped.

"Not come by why?"

"Chickens nyamperin boys? Jaim dong." Jaim dong."

"Kangennya?"

"Your name is mentioned in his night prayers."

"Then came the Arab nobleman." Suddenly Al changed his mind. He handed the car keys to Riany. "You just drive. I don't want to blame Harbi if you're okay. A lot of it goes through the ravine, right?"

Riany refused, "I don't want to, afraid you're okay. Will be cursed with your all-round boyfriend."

The girl went to the front door and stood waiting for the door to open. Al pressed the remote and opened the door.

Riany turned to look at him before entering. "Originally you know, I'm a future wife who wants to be the most beautiful piece of jewelry ever."

"If Harbi had heard this."

"Originally not Lin Wei who heard."

Riany's in. Al closed the door, then walked around. Before getting into the car, he glanced for a moment through the crowd. Always, there is sadness to see the face of the mosque that is so beautiful but empty of his soul. Only the travelers.