Love For Madinah Girl

Love For Madinah Girl
Episode 71


Junior soldiers are still diligently practicing how to knock out opponents without injury. They are divided into two groups, women and men, with senior santri and santriwati teachers.


Al and Aisyah had not left the outdoor bench to watch the santri train. They smile when a santri slams hard enough and grimaces in pain.


"Too excited for her teacher" Aisyah commented. "Or his teacher was annoyed that the santri was not seriously training."


"Not all students can follow the training well" said Al. "Such veiled punishment I often do when there are junior students joking in training."


"The senior soldier seems to want to demonstrate his abilities in front of his professor."


"Who's the master teacher?"


Aisyah smiled sweetly. "The one sitting next to me. Soon will be the priest of the youngest daughter of the owner of this pesantren."


"Do you know what purpose Riany invites holidays to his house?"


"He wanted me and Lukman to get to know each other better for not sharing."


"Riany said it herself?"


"Yes." Yeah."


"Then?"


"I followed her wishes, though I didn't really need her to be your wife."


Al stared half in disbelief. "You're determined to be a second wife even if Riany doesn't?"


"He must have been more obedient to the Prophet even though his heart had revolted."


Who should I obey? Ask Al in my heart. In love or in the Prophet?


Al did not care about the scorn of people if then take honey. Was it his intention to obey the Prophet? He himself is in doubt.


"Lukman is prettier than me" said Al. "You don't want to try a pedekate with her?"


"It's not because I'm physically attracted to men."


"Then?"


"Because of love, and my love has been tethered to you."


Your love is tethered to the wrong dock, Al thought wryly. The dock only provides a place for one boat for fear of the threat of torture behind it.


"It is not as easy as turning the palm of the hand" said Al Tawar. "Because I believe in eternal life in the Hereafter which is the fruit of life in the world."


"I will always forgive any unjust treatment received so that you are free from the torment."


Al smiled faintly. "Life is funny. One I don't have yet, one's hoping to be the second."


"This week you'll have, and I don't expect next week to be second."


"And that time in one month I have two."


"Don't say one month, in one day have two in your village."


"Nidar tell you?"


"Kok know?"


"Riany couldn't possibly tell her something she wanted to avoid. Two days it's an accident."


"I don't want to discuss his motives, each other's affairs. Our job is only to convey, do not let the accident happen because they do not know that the act is forbidden, we get sap in the afterlife later."


"Fourty houses get unlucky if that happens."


"We don't let, we've reminded. When that happens, it means they are ready to take responsibility before the Rule-Maker. Our business is done as a people."


"I sometimes doubt if we've delivered properly. There are rules of the world that make us bound, so that delivery is sometimes biased, especially behind it there is another mission."


"What other mission?"


"That does not correspond to the nature of the cause of the shiar, and I need not give examples of that deviation. You're smarter to find yourself."


"I don't want to talk about that either. I just want to give you the idea that one to four marriages are not due to time, because of a man's desire to share."


Riany appeared with a cheerful face. Al saw there was no jealousy in his eyes. Is it because you already have a marriage plan?


"You're not flirting with my future priest, are you?" cananda Riany's.


Aisyah smiled crisply. "Do you see no marks?"


"Watching martial arts training can be resumed later," Riany said. "It's dinner time."


They got up leaving the outdoor bench and entered the main door.


Riany's family was already waiting at the dining table when they arrived. They sit around the table.


No particular topic is discussed during dinner as they do not like to eat while chatting.


Abi Hamzah only asked Ahmed once, "How is your sister's marriage contract prepared?"


"Died waiting for the day" replied Ahmed. "It's all done."


"Alhamdulillah. Hopefully it goes well even if it is held suddenly."


"Aamiin," they said in unison.


After finishing the dessert, Umi Hamzah asked Al and Riany to stay at the dinner table.


The light blue hijab woman advised her daughter, "Your Umi advice is to delay pregnancy. Weight bearing while demanding knowledge."


"That's what I've been talking to my future husband."


"No."


"Alhamdulillah."


Umi Hamzah then told how to postpone a suitable pregnancy syar'i, which is actually not a new thing for them, one of which is azlu, removing semen outside the intimate organs of the wife.


Al's idle nature appeared, he asked, "How do I know if I want to get out?"


"It was a wet dream, right?"


"Yes, ever. That's a sign of puberty."


"Like that."


"meaning?"


"The way you feel in a dream."


"The dream was short-lived, Umi. Know-how out."


Riany pinched Al's arm meaning not to comment much.


Al turned and asked, "You know?"


"The dream is you."


"Then don't pinch it. I'm not clear yet. If it's too bad, how?"


Actually Al wanted to quip, should be the most appropriate to give advice is Abi Hamzah. Everything must be expert or experienced. But experiencing is not enough without science. His advice can be misleading. The woman eventually became a figure herself.


"If I leave Lin Wei and Wulandari for the holidays, can I not, Umi?" Riany switched the conversation. "Two more guest rooms are empty."


"Who are they?"


"Friends of Al's sidekick."


"Can."


"Priscilia too" said Al. "Can you, Umi?"


"Can. Can."


"Hellen?"


"Just everyone you like and are willing to vacation in this house."


"Means Vidya is Pamela too."


Riany stared anxiously. Al pretended not to care. He knew what the girl meant by inviting them on vacation, to know that Al was already his. Make what? Men do not belong to one woman! They don't care about status!


"Nyebelin really," Riany grumbled as they walked down the hallway. "All right now, Nek Surti, you invite."


"Nek Surti is on the last list. The previous order is still a lot."


'You mean what the hell is that talking in front of Umi?"


"Let Umi know that her youngest daughter is possessive."


"I invited Lin Wei to be introduced to Harbi. Who knows to be a symbol of peace cebong same camel."


"I also want to introduce Wulandari with Ridwan, who knows to be a symbol of caste equality."


"Certain Priscilia is Hellen?"


"For Eyang Munzir and Mr. Mustache. Symbol across generations."


Riany looked annoyed. "What the hell are you?"


"Of course, I'll say. You want our wedding to be attended by the girl who patiently queues up behind you."


"If yes, why?"


"Not even a time."


"Definitely nguruh."


"You want proof?"


"We'll see."


"I can be the first night with you, the second night with Ayesha, the third night with Wulandari, the fourth night with Lin Wei."


"Nyebelin very much."


"Do you want to be a wife?"


Riany's face turned sweet. His lips smiled with honey. Then said softly, "Definitely not dong, beb. Then I spend all my jealousy, let it stay unfortunately."


"Don't spend your jealousy."


"Cock?"


"Jealousy is necessary for household harmony, but not blind jealousy."


"So I'm jealous blind?!"


"Related again."


"Ease."


Good jealousy is jealousy which can improve the quality of a husband and wife relationship, whereas blind jealousy can damage the permanence of a household. Well, Riany's got the jealousy mixed up. Repotted.