Love For Madinah Girl
Episode 67's

Excitement was scattered in the plane that brought them home. Twenty-one days in the Two Holy Cities created a deep longing to immediately return home. There was a slightly overcast face, the girl sitting beside Al.

"You're jealous next to me is Ayesha asleep again?" al asked near his ear.

"Have known the name" said Riany ketus.

"It's like a big kid."

"Then you're like a big boy? Already have a candidate still left right lyrics."

"Well, I'll change seats with Lukman, let him sit in the middle of here."

Al unbuckled his seat belt and moved up. Riany held him back so the young man sat back down.

Riany said with disgust, "You're the one who's a bitch, you know?"

"I want to rest comfortably" said Al casually. "Capek takes care of your love."

Riany stared dislikefully. "A tired anyway?"

"Stay suspicious."

"Whose suspicions? You're just the man."

"Face folded kayak tissue so that means what do you try?"

"They'll think I'm not sane enough to smile for no reason."

"Aren't you Jealous?"

Al closed his eyes with his head tilted towards Aisyah, almost touching.

Riany immediately straightened her head with a slash. "Not looking for opportunities either."

"If it's tilted to you, its mouth stinks."

Riany takes off the niqab and blows air into the hand, then smells it. "No smell."

"She smells of jealousy."

"Nonsolent," Maki Riany felt bullied. Put back the purple niqab.

Al so thought, can he survive if he had married later? There have been many changes since Riany grew up, spoiled and jealous.

If being close to a woman is not allowed, how will she live her life later? At work, you are not just interacting with men. A possessive wife can hinder the career advancement of the husband.

Aisyah is superior in terms of maturity. The husband can go to work quietly because he has full trust. So full it can spill if it cannot control itself.

"You must be comparing me to Ayesha again," Riany said suddenly. "I must be said to be possessive, spoiled, jealous. If Ayesha is mature, independent, trusting. That right?"

"Have you figured out the weakness isn't fixed, huh?" al Sindir.

"It is intentional to test the husband, patiently not to face the wife like that."

Lecturer what wife wear giving test of all, Inner Al wry. If you do not pass, you can find a new terminal. Athaghfirullah! The woman sleeping beside him always made him think of alternatives!

"You must be thinking of finding a second wife if I'm like that" Riany said. "And the girl next to you is her choice."

That girl for honey always reads my mind, Al thought. Or his um upbringing so that Abi Hamzah does not dwell on thinking about other women!

Nine hours they were in the air, then landed and transported by airport bus to their hometown. Again Al was sitting with Riany and Aisyah. Is this a sign?

Nevermind! He doesn't know what happens next day. He wanted to enjoy the trip home with all the sights. Congestion. What's again?

The hot, dry, dusty air, presents its own longing in their hearts.

The bus convoy slowly entered the pesantren gate and stopped in the courtyard of the mosque. The driver opens the door automatically. The group descended in an orderly manner.

Al glanced at the court. The first thing he wanted to see was Ridwan. But the young man was not found among the people who picked him up.

Ma'am Haikal cried longing while hugging his son tightly. Then Al lingered on his father, Arya too. She hugged Opa and Jennifer. Not because Riany was impatient to wait his turn, suddenly Al remembered Oma.

Then Al visited Abi Hamzah's family who lined up to greet, kissed Umi's and Riany's older sister's hands, and hugged the future father-in-law and brother-in-law.

Lastly Al hugs Yudi, while his wife welcomes Nek Surti and Pamela. Senior Santri-Santri is busy taking care of the travel bag that is removed from the trunk.

"Later tell me," said Yudi. "There's plenty of time."

"I don't want to have a lot of time because it's so long in the cell."

"At least you rest for a moment and cheer up the people who welcome you."

While in the Holy Land Al not much news about Ridwan. They withheld information for fear of interfering with their worship. From that little information, he knew that Ridwan's case was prolonged.

Finished kangen-kenan, the group of pilgrims gathered in the mosque held a tasyakuran. The one who leads the prayer is the great teacher of the pesantren. In particular he sent a prayer to Oma who had left them.

While Arya takes care of Al and Oma's luggage, put it in Lamborghini's trunk.

After the ceremony, they went home each with a face full of joy.

Al sits with his parents inside a Lamborghini that Arya drives. While Opa and Jennifer are in a luxury sedan trailing behind.

"Take a left" said Al as Lamborghini exited the gate.

Arya looked at wonder. "Left? Our house hasn't moved yet, brother."

"You go back to Oma's house once in a while" Al said. His face was a little grim. "Not just stop by for pocket money."

Ma'am Haikal was actually hoping that Al would come home by himself. Oma's house was not prepared to welcome her arrival. But her husband gestured to follow her son's wishes. Forced she told the house assistant to transport all the dishes to Oma's house. Neighbors who are ready to welcome are disappointed.

Opa and Jennifer disagree. Why would Al rest in Oma's house? Only awakening suffering that has not yet been lost. But they did not make any comments, letting the driver follow.

The guards opened the gate as soon as they saw Lamborgini coming. Lately Arya stopped by often. Just visiting Oma's room or seeing her favorite things.

"I am late to realize," muttered Arya bitterly, "if in this house there is an old woman who misses her grandson."

"Radent always comes later" comforted Al bitterly. "But it doesn't have to be too late. Make mirror. There is heaven behind you. Love Mom and Dad with all your breath."

Slowly Lamborghini entered the courtyard and stopped near the veranda. Arya gets out of the car and opens the door for Mom and Dad. While Al opened the trunk to remove the hand bag and travel bag. The security guard was quick to bring into the house, but suddenly it did not.

"Let me," said Al kelu. "That day Oma told everyone that her granddaughter would bring her things up to the room. May it be a sign of his passing, not a sense of pride because of the magnitude of my attention."

"Oma is very proud of you, good light," comforted Ma Haikal held sad. "You have already realized everything he dreamed of in the Two Holy Cities."

"A late pride" said Al ill.

"This let me," prevent Arya when Satpam want to bring travel bag Al. "There is no more faithful servant than his brother."

Al glanced over with an harassing look at his eyes. "Gruby."

"That would be my sister's reply to my status, if I were the best sister ever."

"I just want your followers to be proud. The fact is zero."

Al carries a hand bag and pulls a wheeled travel bag up the veranda. Greet before opening the door and walking through the living room.

"Is there any evidence in Oma's house?" ask Al.

"Nothing" said Arya. "Tahlilan is held in the village mosque."

"The mosque is not his home."

"This house can't accommodate people all over."

She has not lived in the village for long. He was notoriously humble, generous as well, selflessly helping people in distress. And planting goodness will bear fruit. Villagers come to the mosque for tahlilan.

"Representatives of the pesantren also exist" Arya said. "Panitianya youth mosque with a fee from Yudi and friends."

"Alhamdulillah."

"No money from the Oma family."

"Opa must be offended at feeling a lot of money."

"Pas explained it was the culture that Kak Al wanted to apply, Opa immediately silent."

"The man who never knew how loyal Oma was should be silent."

Opa jerks.