
"Had it been ta'aruf, a lot of things needed to be harmonized" Al said on his way home after meeting Vidya's family's lunch invitation. "Al doubt he can reach the meeting point."
"Don't ta'aruf if in doubt."
"As simple as that?"
"How else," said Bu Haikal resigned. "Vidya seems to be really good at being your girlfriend."
"Just a little interlude before going to Egypt."
"Actually I don't feel well with Umi Halimah."
"It's not good to have paid cash."
"I'm sorry Mom. I know you came out of respect for me."
"Al should have respected Mom."
"Mother is grateful that Mother's child is not ashamed. Umi Halimah has been ashamed of her daughter."
"Then?"
"Lin Wei's back the same family told him to come."
"Again in Hawaii."
"How's it?"
"That YouTube artist? Pamela Bordin's."
"Your mother is Iis."
"Fun the man's worship, ma'am. It's not hard to call Pamela?"
"Yes on?"
"The cost of his life is very high."
"No problem. You received much inheritance from our extended family later."
"Everything Pamela has is not just for her husband."
"Wedlock can you tell me to stop being an artist?"
"Since childhood Pamela was familiar with Vidya."
Pamela and Vidya are the chiefs opposite Riany. Members slightly. They sometimes help when the village is attacked. But not as brave as the queen of jamparing. They're just concubines.
At Yudi's wedding all are present so Al can dig up one-on-one childhood stories. Of the three names, only one remained. And it belongs to someone else.
"Don't the teaching be the same as Vidya" said Ma'am Haikal. "So horrified, what will this village be?"
"Don't be bad to think. I don't know who Pamela is yet."
"Better to investigate first. Don't fail again."
"It's okay, Mom. Al has a choice if Pamela doesn't fit."
Ma'am Haikal was curious. "Who?"
"Aisha. Bebet, seedlings, and weights far above Pamela and Vidya."
"Mom was worried that it was far above them. Later you even colonized the same wife."
"I'm not actually colonizing Dad."
"Mom wants to find heaven for her husband."
"Aisha wanted to be an angel to her husband in heaven."
"Why don't you introduce me to Mom then?"
"When you go to Yogya."
"Never say anything, soon."
Suddenly Al felt sorry for not bringing Aisyah home. He was the best solution to dispel her mother's worries. Waiting for Lin Wei to return home from Hawaii later, Wulandari just left for Dubai.
"How's religion?" search Bu Haikal. "Just like Riany?"
"His name is the descendant of Quraysh. But Al's friend no one's bothered about the difference."
"Lin Wei and Wulandari can also take it to Mom. All of you want to know that a good mother does not choose a future wife."
"Three of them as future wives?"
"One!"
"What do you tell them to come in three if only one is chosen? What are they merchandise?"
"Start to see your father apparently!"
"The son."
"Start compact huh?!"
"So be loud."
"Yes." Yeah."
"So who's your choice?"
"Dad."
"Take it to Mom as soon as possible."
"When is that soon, Mom? At graduation?"
"Can't your candidate tell you to come this week?"
"What a sudden, Mom?"
"Are you seriously not looking for a future wife?" face Bu Haikal. "Or do you want to try Pamela first?"
This week Al actually wants to invite Riany. Religious turmoil is an urgent matter that needs to be resolved soon. He did not want the village to be destroyed because of a difference. The problem of the wife is easy. Today contact, tomorrow Aisyah comes.
"How about Al invite Riany to dinner?" fishing rod Al carefully. "His family, if need be."
"Riany already has Harbi."
"Talking about religion maybe."
"A lot of dirty dishes."
Not yet his mother has closed herself to the islah. How to reach the meeting point if sitting together just don't want to?
Every difference needs to be addressed, not debated in each pulpit. Finding common ground does not mean that the views on the teachings must be the same. But they must stand the same in addressing differences so as not to suspect each other.
Suspicion is normal but the impact is incredible. Sometimes people are mistaken, should not be suspicious but be vigilant need. Though alert appears because of suspicion.
Nidar is the trigger for a time bomb from a heated situation. Anarchist actions in Kyai Rojali boarding school enraged the villagers next door and eventually spread to this village.
Everything the pesantren does is suspect. Once the orphan's compensation was rejected outright, the money was burned in front of the pesantren representatives, even though his intentions were sincere. When the person who burned the money was dealing with the police, the village chief was dizzy.
Modus. All that stuff is embedded in the brains of the villagers.
When suspicion has exceeded logic, it needs remediation so as not to become a dangerous disease.
"There's one way." Al recalls Irma's words. "So the pesantren and the villagers get along, you sit in the pelaminan."
It looks ridiculous but it makes sense too.
His father was the number one public figure. Village heads often ask for opinions about events that occur, or religious figures ask for enlightenment before deciding on people's matters. Then the enmity can melt away if Al is married to Riany.
The father is notoriously conservative, clinging to the teachings received from his parents, so that the population must have thought the marriage was due to fate, not because he had turned away from his teachings.
The marriage of Al and Riany could be a symbol of peace.
But it's too late. The little queen has made a choice. For a perfect woman like Riany waiting for the uncertain is an inevitability, while men queuing up want to be a candidate for priesthood.
"If my arrival makes you doubt your choice," said Al-Time to take care of the visa. "Then I'll be gone forever."
"Bangat pede," said Riany cynically. "Let every second you roll in my eyes, I never doubt my choice."
There was a sense of disappointment infiltrating Al's heart niche. Upon arrival at Harbi makes the daughters of hope fall leaving a void, but better than growing wild.
Al presents Conan Doyle's detective novel. The novel is well-preserved. "I'm giving this novel back."
Riany looked surprised. His eyes glimpsed. "Novel is your birthday present. I'm having a hard time. Just keep it."
"I can't take care of someone else's future wife's photo."
"Burn the picture."
"More can't anymore."
"You hate me because I'm Harbi's wife-to-be?"
Al smiled bitterly. "If you hate, it has been thrown into the novel combination following his photo. I actually take good care of him."
Al wanted to return the novel when he proposed to Riany at the lake where they boated as children, and hired a photographer for surprise. But the dream was a mess.
Riany took a photo on the novel's page and inserted it into a nearby shredder. Novel returned.
Al surprised. "Kok destroyed?"
"The photo is my past" replied Riany. "You don't want to see it, let alone me."
Then Riany went to see the immigration officer who called her.
"Disputing women is the right of men" Nidar said. "The dispute was only completed when the ijab qabul took place."
"I don't think it's my type, let women live one in the world."
"Love doesn't come by itself. Must fight. Got sukur, can't ya kebangetan shit."
"Thank you what motivation is being deranged?"
"Be a tough fighter who doesn't give up easily."
"Please distinguish a tough fighter from a potential wife-captor."
Riany will be Harbi's wife if there's no obstacle. Al doesn't want to be that obstacle.