Love For Madinah Girl
Episode 04's

Opa came just in time so the heated dinner atmosphere was cold again. No one dared to be presumptuous in the presence of such an authoritative man.

His style is very relaxed. The face is like a full moon. A light that never rises before Al is born.

Opa actually did not agree to have a postman's son-in-law. Al's presence brought blessings to them. He wanted to have a grandchild to inherit his business. Mother single child.

Al got up to greet his opinion, kissed his hand, then pulled the chair that was docked to the table. After he sat down, he returned to his chair.

"What time is Yogya?" ask Opa.

"Night."

Opa surprised. "Night? You got on the bus?"

Al suddenly felt wrong, and he knew what the consequences were.

"Piye anyway, Haikal?" Opa looked at his daughter-in-law angrily. "By the way I can't afford a plane ticket for my granddaughter. Don't just shut up."

"It's my own wish, Opa," said Al. "Bus pick is more delicious, can see the scenery on the road."

"Where is a bus ride more enjoyable than a plane ride? After all, what kind of sight would you like to see? Don't you never give money for recreation."

"Opa kayaks are never young. In college, Opa would rather ride a ride than ride in a luxury car. Kid today moreover. If you want to get in the truck, you get in the truck."

The most powerful weapon to quell Opa's anger is to make his past a mirror. Then he would tell me about the first meeting with Oma while riding. The story had been heard from a child until Al understood the meaning of a nostalgia, he finally forgot the problem discussed.

Tonight Opa couldn't possibly tell a story because there was Jennifer.

Dad's story ends that Opa knows his grandson's life in Yogya. Since childhood he was educated to maintain the dignity of his father. He did not want his name to get more and more immersed in Opa's eyes.

"The mother's not coming?" jennifer asked while preparing a meal for her husband. "So it doesn't feel good to disturb the atmosphere."

"There's a need."

"The base says dong that I want to talk four-eyes."

"Harni can accept. But it seems like you can't stay in Jakarta. He wants to be close to his granddaughter."

"Want close to her grandson, Al's home was not welcomed," Jennifer's protested subtly. "May be left."

"I have to repeat the reason?"

"It can't be the mas, can it?"

"I'm very careful about this business."

Men, thought Al jemu. Never running out of words for women to believe. Opa actually rarely speaks if it is not important. But it all matters to Jennifer, a very fresh second wife like an apple just out of the fridge!

Al ate until half full. Habits. After all, she was tired of hearing the classic story of their marriage.

Papi Jennifer went bankrupt because of company shares freefall. As an old friend, Opa came to help, and money made the impossible possible.

Jennifer traumatized housekeeping with men her age. Her papa company went bankrupt because of her husband's greed. Life brings many temptations. Eventually she accepted her papa's offer to marry Opa, despite knowing it was a tribute.

Opa seems difficult to refuse to return the favor like this. In religion, it can be up to four. A halal act that women hate and become a male shield!

Al sympathies to Oma whose faithful are defeated by the drama of life. Old age that should be full of peace is even hit by chaos.

His mother also could not help herself, though only brave at the back, and her father was targeted.

"Your father also began to style a lot," grumbled Bu Haikal when his son was cleaning the dining table. "Come for a reason. Cardboard."

"Mode" errat Al.

"By the way the orphans are, when they look at their mother."

"Who?"

"Fatimah."

Al tried to remember. The name did not cross his mind. Much of the past is lost to memory.

"The widow was Ustadz Bashori," said Ms. Haikal Ketus. "The most beautiful."

Al knew that Ustadz was charismatic. Dad must have told me every time someone died in the village as a reminder of death. When he left, Ustadz Bashori had two wives.

"Third one?"

"Fourth one!"

"It's normal to talk about it."

"Pavels."

"Ilfeel."

"The chimney."

Ma'am Haikal snapped, "You're what the hell?!"

Al rubbed his head. "Dikasih knows what's right so sewot huh?"

"You like to defend Dad."

"meaning?"

"You would agree to have a second mother. Can you have money here."

"That's Aryan."

Al always said 'yes' to his father, but never said 'no' to his mother. Perhaps because he was badmood again, so he forgot that he never denied them.

The third one was barren as well, so Ustadz Bashori took another wife. A logic that is difficult to accept by mommy today!

"Did you get attention?" Al as if fishing. "Ustadz Bashori is the high priest of the mosque and the father of the head of the DKM."

"Mode. A lot of old behavior."

"Then Opa much what?"

"Many treasures!"

"If there are many treasures, can you take honey?"

"Dad is the same as Mom!"

"It's also nice to Mom. His son in Yogya doesn't even know."

"Dad prepared a surprise for you." Ma'am Haikal suddenly pondered. "Don't let your father take heart to agree."

"Agreed what?"

"Take honey!"

"What does it mean that you're playing?"

"Every time you go to the mosque you must stop by."

"Ordinary than ever."

"Now there are four widows in the house!"

"Means you have to stop by a lot, because there's nothing to support in that house anymore."

"It's not your father's responsibility!"

"Whose responsibility? King Salman? How do you know there are four widows in the house."

"Far away from Palestine just want to be an actor."

"Who?"

"Fatimah!"

Al smiled bitterly. Women sometimes lose control when talking honey. Honey is the heaviest sunah for them.

"So volunteers to Gaza return home with honey" snorted the cynical Bu Haikal. "So what volunteer is looking for a virgin?"

Free talk, I'm not ready to accept. Honey is taboo for women.

Al mendingan.

"Cleaned it already, right? I'll get wind first."

"Find the wind in the room. Turn on AC."

Mother bachelor tarbiyah. He often gave lectures at ta'lim councils if the ustadzah was obstructed. Because it's badmood again, so it's not connect.

"I mean santuy" explained Al patiently.

"The tribe in Lebak's interior is it?"

"Baduy."

I don't like watching infotainment. Sinetron is also picky. Open medsos rarely. It is natural not to know slang. He understood because he often heard from Arya. His curiosity in slang is quite large. He often tucked it in a lecture so that it was easier to be accepted by the kids of today, who began to visit the ta'lim council.

Mother rarely hangs out with neighbors. Just add to the sins because it is a lot of cravings, he said.

Mother out of the house if there is a religious event, wedding reception, or shopping for kitchen needs. Sometimes follow the husband if the labor of the payday plantation. The rest at home, waiting for the husband to come home while controlling the meatballs shop. Go home a little late, immediately tell the gardener to find information.

After praying Isya in the mosque, Al had seen his father chatting with a young woman who led a small child. Is that his jealousy?