Love For Madinah Girl
Episode 49's

Oma has never enjoyed this dish. Cow gravel and jengkol balado are Opa's favorite foods. He did not choose his favorite food; gudeg manggar and sambel krecek.

Then Al took gudeg manggar and sambel krecek. On Oma's birthday, the food is usually part of Opa. Sometimes Oma messages mostly until Opa tiredness spent. They have different food tastes to most rich people.

Cow gravel and jengkol balado are special orders Al, while gudeg manggar and sambel krecek are orders Riany.

Riany herself had actually never tried both types of cuisine. He tried the beef pebble and jengkol balado just appreciate Al who has eaten his ordered dishes.

Since Riany's return from Riyadh, Al seems to want to avoid communication with him. Just talk as necessary. It was also forced. Just sitting down actually wants to separate if there is no Oma. Riany was sad.

"So the man was kayaking Oma" said Eyang Munzir, who was sitting near the women. "Have a nice car but a lot of walking. I have a lot of money but simple taste. Don't just have a canned car and money one account, the style is very Amrik."

"That's still good" replied Nek Surti. "There are men who have become grave targets, not many go to the mosque, even many go to the house of young widows."

"Something got stunted apparently," said Eyang Munzir. "When I mean it."

"Truly make people's emotions!"

"Are there really, Grandma?" cetus the young widow. "An old car is still strong on what gas?"

"Well, that's the guy next to you! Be careful with the pellets!"

"What is important is halal," defended the mustache. "See Mr. Hanif. How old is his head? But it doesn't matter if the widow is old!"

"The widow who has shrunk her suspension has been damaged" said Eyang Munzir. "What is expected? No, Han?"

"Well, I don't think about it, Eyang." Mr. Hanif was confused until he almost sprained the balado jengkol. "I don't care how the parts are. The important thing is to have my husband."

"Don't muna! How not to choose a kisut widow who is the same age as you? Don't tell me it's not a soul mate!"

Al ate not until full. Then taking an ice tangerine at the buffet table, Riany caught up. It just so happened that the little table was deserted. So there's a chance to talk to both.

"I accept that you're angry because I left without permission" Riany said. "But I'm so sad that you're mad for not believing in me."

"I don't usually talk much while eating" said Al casually. "For there is nothing to talk about."

"I know you're heartbroken" murmured Riany grimly. "Feeling unappreciated because I'm more concerned with friends. Demi, I'm not going to repeat it. My biggest mistake was not bringing a companion when going with Lukman. But it's just a coincidence because Lukman is my best friend's future husband."

"Because it's commonplace maybe, so forget that there are other men in your life now."

"I've never walked together Lukman, other than yesterday."

"If the three streets are often?"

Eyang Munzir came to take the ice cendol. Al made it an opportunity to avoid the talk that tiresome heart.

"Well, there just so happens to be an Eyang," Al's smile pleased. "Please accompany Riany to chat. He said he wanted to tell a lot about Riyadh. I need a moment "

Eyang Munzir. His eyes looked at Al who was leaving the buffet room.

Riany was stunned sadly. Then tried to smile sweetly as Oma called out to her, walked over and asked, "What's up, Oma?"

"Recycle the food."

"Okay, Oma."

"Al's too."

Riany did not argue. He knew Oma wanted to instill responsibility early on. Every meal should be spent. If there is leftover on the husband's plate, then it is the wife's duty to spend. So prepare food for the husband just enough.

After the meal, the group descended to the 33rd floor, getting ready to go on tour as per today's agenda.

Oma and Riany were the last people to leave the buffet. They walked to room 63.

"Well, Oma doesn't seem to be coming" said Oma. "There's someone who's picked up to go around Makkah."

"Who?"

"That."

In front of the door of room 63 was already waiting for Aisyah with her sweet smile. His hand held a small box.

"Oma it's my birthday today?" greet Aisyah. "Oma that's it. Don't tell me."

"Does Oma have to advertise?" kanda Oma's.

"It's a good thing I brought a seat from the jaddah." Aisyah handed me a small box. "Congratulations, Oma."

"What's this?"

Oma opened the box. Inside there is a tijani tasbih made from Arabic bidara. It's exquisite.

"Send Oma's greeting to the jaddah."

"Yes, Oma." Then Aisyah turned to the astonished Riany. "Any candidate, huh?"

"Yes," stammered Riany. "Who are you?"

"Aisha Rahmani Al Khanza. Enough Ay."

"Riany Mahera Ayubi's. Enough Riri."

"Oma can come with Ayesha, can't you, cah ayu?"

"Start."

"What's wrong?" ask Al indifferently. "Just seen the ex? Really tangled?"

"There's a girl I've seen on my social media a lot." Riany's eyes did not pay attention to Al. "You told the girl to come?"

"Again the holidays in his junk house."

"Do you want to accompany Oma?"

"Well that pretty girl had Oma accompany you?" turn Al as if on purpose, let the burning eyes of jealousy blaze up even more. "For Oma is already there to accompany...Irma."

"So Aisha makes your attitude different?"

"Have known it. High quality backup, huh?"

"You never told me about Ayesha."

"Have you ever told me about your friend?"

"I have no male friends other than Lukman, my best friend since childhood."

"Sama" said Al casually. "I've only had one girl friend since I was a kid."

"Since when did Aisyah become your little best friend?"

"Who said Ayesha was my little best friend?"

"Continue?"

"Riany Mahera Ayubi."

Al leisurely walked over to Oma and Aisyah. Riany's pissed not playing. But not shown in front of them. She hid the heartwarming behind her sweet smile.

"I'm not leaving" said Al. "Should drive the group."

"Can't it be the same for harim?" ask Aisyah.

"Riany's not well."

The girl looked very pale. Shouts too. A night of sleep deprivation, crying in Multazam regretted his departure to Riyadh. But he ignored his pain because today the agenda is quite solid.

"It's okay Oma left without you?" stat Oma worried.

"Oma accompanied by Dinar. Going around town is better for a young pregnant woman."

"Want the dinar?"

"Rubber."

"Oma get the mukena bag first."

"Let's be Al."

"All of you pee."

Habits. Oma must go to the toilet if you want to travel, whether urinating or defecating.

"That's why let Al get ready. Drugs as well."

Mukena is a typical Indonesian prayer equipment. The Guardians created this fashion because in ancient times women used to wear kemben with open top. If the entire aurat has been covered, there is actually no need to wear mucena. But it is customary, Oma feels less afdhal if the prayer does not use mucena.

"Have you known Al?" investigate Riany after they enter the room.

"Not as long as you are."

"It doesn't mean you know more about Al."

"You're a student of Medina but you have to learn a lot."

Sassy, Riany's inner offense. But there was a beautiful smile without the niqab.

"Learn what?"

"Al is a man who endures with one love. Take good care of your loyalties because I'm waiting for Al. And in that wait, I never went with another man, except my brother."

"I just knew you, but I think you already know a lot about me."

"You are not sensitive to the surroundings. Your departure with Lukman is a trending topic in every group. You've embarrassed Al."

"So you're the only one who deserves to be his wife?"

"Of course you are the most worthy. Then I remind you."

"Aren't you supposed to let it go?"

"So you don't know me yet."

"Then I want to know more."

Traveling to Riyadh was a valuable lesson for Riany. As close as possible to Faye's friendship, keeping Al's feelings in check is of the utmost importance. He shouldn't have gone with Lukman, let the man be his best friend since childhood.

However Al keeps his heart, jealousy must exist. Just like Riany who was so jealous to see the existence of Aisha.