Love For Madinah Girl
Episode 80's

Iqamah. Al stood ready to pray. He was at the front end.

Imam Rawatib asked Al to come forward, "So the newlyweds are a blessing. It would be nice if the congregation got a blessing as well."

"I don't deserve it yet, Mr. Kyai," Al refused. "I was a priest the other day because Mr. Kyai was an idol, and the bandring wanted to."

"This body of me and the congregation want ananda to be a priest."

"Hopefully it's not that my voice is good, it would incriminate me if it pops up like a riya."

"God willing not. Ananda is the husband of the prospective owner of this pesantren, it's appropriate for ananda to be our leader."

Al came forward and prepared to lead the Fajr prayer. First he checked the shaf because shaf is one of the perfect conditions for congregational prayer. Takbiratul ihram. On the first rakaat read the surah as-Sajdah, on the second rakaat read al-Insan. The Surah that the Prophet used to read during the prayer of the Lord, in addition to some other letters, and did not read the qunut.

A melodious sound with makhraj and tajwid that fit really seeps in the heart. Even worshipers who understand the meaning to shed tears because the verses read contain a very deep philosophy of life.

After the dawn prayer, Al met with bandring troops gathered on the front porch of the mosque.

"I guess the other day you forgot to read the qunut" Nidar commented. "It was deliberately unread."

"I appreciate and respect the congregation" said Al calmly. "I am their leader in prayer and should have been so."

"I thought I moved on."

Al smiled faintly. "So the husband of a potential pesantren owner does not change my stance, because there is nothing that needs to be changed, only habits that need to be corrected."

"You have to be the glue of villagers with pesantren" said Ridwan. "The village is tired of being caught up in differences."

"God willing. And so I assigned you and Nidar to lead the bandring army into a bridge and a vanguard together, while I finished my studies. Or do you two want to shift me to bandring squad leader?"

"Get up," grumbled Nidar. "Me and Ridwan are good enough representatives."

"You need to study hard if you want to be the chairman" said Al casually. "The ability you have now is not enough to defeat me."

"The new bride is arrogant right."

"By the way that fact is not arrogant, please distinguish it with a loud empty barrel. It makes no difference that I confess that I currently have a wealth of three hundred billion assets, what is arrogant? It really is."

"Yes, yes."

"Not yet the legacy of Opa and my father later. Don't count it."

"Yes, yes! You're a billionaire who's making me less!"

"Don't mind too. I'm asking for a bandring force that hasn't worked, please think about opening any business, I'm ready to help."

"Well, this is what we are discussing again," said Ridwan seriously. "I have vacant land, and we agreed to open a basic cooperative to serve the needs of stalls in some villages, but it takes a lot of money."

"How big is that?"

"For a building alone it is about two hundred million. For the complete supply of basic goods and direct orders to farmers and companies, it took an initial capital of about five hundred million, so a total of seven hundred million. We're talking collateral to get a loan."

"You don't have to think about collateral. I'm ready to give you capital."

"Are you willing to lend without collateral?"

"I'm your leader, and I have a lot of money. So no need for collateral."

"Seriously?"

"I give you a billion capital."

"How to return it?"

"Return it like this. Coincidentally the bandring troops were all present. You and Nidar are the highest of silatnya. You fight me, if you win, you're chirping every month after the effort. Ben Muzakir, who you think is a level above you, just makes my hands itch. I thought you two were pretty medicinal. How's it?"

Nidar. "Wow, you want to make me a billion bonyok?"

Ridwan rubs his head. "I fight, surely my good name falls in front of my students."

"You guys don't fuck around. Just listen to my words. I ask that you guys manage the money well. If there are benefits, do not forget to pay zakat and give some of the benefits to orphans and elderly widows. It means more to Oma. When did you guys need it?"

"Quickly," said Nidar.

"When is that soon?!"

"Wooh! Not right! Mostly what was last night, the brain so complicated?"

"Talk the same you should, let me understand!"

"Yes, yes, I get it. So any charity from the cooperative venture must be on behalf of Oma, so do you mean?"

"Smart tumben."

"Wife wait! It looks like it's gone too bad!"

Riany waited patiently while sitting on the other porch.

"You sent me an account number."

"Well, that's another second wife!"

"You hear me?!"

Nidar. "Account number has been sent via WA. They've just deliberation I've been acting."

"Yes I'm gone."

"Don't go wrong in the room."

It is not good to talk about other women at the age of marriage only two days. Surprisingly Riany was calm, or was she trying to hide the bubble of heart because she was still a newlywed?

Al becomes uncomfortable when passing with santriwati. Their eyes seemed to scorn Aisyah who was walking beside her, whereas on the other side was Riany holding her hand.

Al couldn't possibly drive Aisyah away from his side because she was his wife's guest. After all, once again, Riany did not bother about it. They parted ways when they got home.

Al immediately checked the boutique's financial statement file once it arrived in the room. He sat on the sofa with a serious look, his wife accompanying him while flinching spoiled.

"The new bride is not an open wife, instead open the file," seduced Riany.

"What do you mean?" look at Al while embracing his wife.

Riany smiled sweetly. "Handler."

"That's not to be made a joke, because it's my responsibility to give an inner living."

Riany kissed her face gently. "I will not judge you in the Hereafter for not giving an inner living for these six months."

"Don't go fishing either. What can you do if I can't stand it?"

"Yes, yes."

Al took off his embrace and opened a new file. Fortunately he was active in the organization, so it was not too dizzy to read the financial statements. Sabrina also attached the previous month's financial statements. The prospect of the boutique is quite promising. Then Al studied the bonus calculations on the next attachment.

"I still don't believe that I'm free to do anything with you" whispered Riany, laying her head on Al's shoulder. "Thank you for being my husband."

As if he did not want to serve his words, he asked, "What time do you want to go to the airport?"

"Seven o'clock in the morning."

"That means Sabrina this afternoon I told you to come to collect the financial statements" Al said, adding a signature on the report file. "I'll give you an extra bonus as Oma's alms."

"You're not stopping by the boutique tomorrow?"

"I'm chasing the train's departure schedule during the day."

Riany surprised. "You didn't bring a car?"

"I want to live what I've been living in Yogya; live in a dorm and walk to college."

"Then the apartment?"

"I'll take it to another student."

"Do you remember Oma?"

"I'll remember Oma up until now because I have to manage her property well in order to be a reward for her."

Living in an apartment only made memories in the Two Holy Cities re-incarnate into a black shadow in his life. He did not want his solitude to be spent on building up memories of the past. Togetherness with Oma is the most beautiful memories that are enough to be a record of his life, and not to be opened again.

"So we rent a hotel if I go to Yogya?"

"You can't stay in Medina for six months?"

"I don't think I can part with you any day."

"Don't mellow. You can VC if you miss."

"I want to meet in person. What's the difference with before marriage if only VC?"

"We never VC before marriage."

"I mean time in the Two Holy Cities."

"I don't think my college schedule is tight. I'll visit you whenever I get a chance to write a thesis."

"I hope so, actually, I guess you'll take care of prestige. We can stay in my apartment in Medina."

"We've become a married couple, the prestige no longer exists."

Al took out an ATM card, and put it on the table. "It's two billion for the cost of living in Medina. You just say it later if it's less."

"So you've prepared everything for your wife?"

"I'm not preparing."

"Then this card?"

"That card made Dad. It was the cost of living in Yogya during my college, saved because Dad wanted to educate me to live concerned."

"My husband was so kind to give me that kind of shopping money. May your wife's blessings."