LOVE IN TASBIH DETAILS
CHAPTER 63. SIMPLE WITHOUT CONDITION

"Dad..you must gercep, you know." Mpok Mumun is busy peeling onions in his hands, he and Mbak Retno can job making nasi liwet hajatan event at the neighboring house tomorrow night, because Aisyah is good at cooking, because Aisyah is good at cooking, so Aisyahpun invited at the same time event two women close friends Aisyah gave a lecture, input and advice about romance for Aisyah who was in love with Mas Bram, the cool widower.

"Gercep what is it?" Aisyah gawked at Mpok Mumun, who despite her forties but still looked youthful.

"Gosh, you really can't be saved again, germep aja ndak ngerti. Fast movement, fast movement. That's slang. Ck...ck..so the man who's innocent kok kebangetan." Retno's mother snatched while shaking her head, her own hands were busy helping Mpok mumun sorting onions.

"Yes, here. I don't understand die. Uh, I'm solemn Brem is your soul mate, will be happy world acherat you. Just be sure." If Mumun's mpok already overen my you word, it means he's serious god level.

"Mas Brem? Mpok has Retno said his name is mas Bram not mas Brem. Change the name of the man slaughtered the goat, you know." mbak Retno scowled.

"Bah, it's up to aye's mouth." Reply Mumun mpok without caring with Retno mbak protest.

"So don't think about length, Shah. His religion is good, sholeh. Diligent prayer, guarantee to be a good priest, go to heaven like a highway so the wife. Keep kaye, benefactor, not counting. With a wife, you will not need a calculator. Die aja had planned nyekolahin Tito in intermilan school eh.international, it's certainly bejibun money, you won't meet the rice cat ame tiwul again." Oceh mpok Mumun's.

Aisyah smiled shyly, hearing Mumun and Mbak Retno's chatter about herself and Bram.

"Have you ever met a balloon-in-law?" Ask Mumun for interrogation.

Aisyah shakes.

"Well, mas Bram iki kebangetan, the future wife has not been brought to meet his family. ish...serius opo ndak, anyway?" Retno's mom pinched her forehead.

Aisyah was stunned, in her eyes as soon as Retno seemed to realize that she did not know anyone from her family Bram, how could she expect so much with her relationship with the man.

"Daddy, you've never been taken to his house?" Ask Retno again.

"Never, ma'am." Reply Aisha short with doubt.

"Well, not really. the appointment time to bed but never know you to his family?"

"Eh, don't worry about you, Ret. Do not like to keep the mind suudzon that model. Aisyah belon brought to nyaknya mas Brem, yes because belon timeunye aje kali. Die must have thought that in the meeting ready pas nyak babenya Aisyah proposal? Elu's? Yeah no, right? Mangkenye tuh again in the same cariin mas Bremnya babe Aisyah let there be guardians fitting Aisyah in lamarin." Mpok Mumun turned his half-dower lip with an annoyed face towards Mbak Retno.

The one in the omelin just grimaced while glancing at Aisyah.

"Oh, ngono tho..." Maak Retno surly mesem glanced at the look on Aisyah's face immediately changed when talking about her father.

"Are there any developments regarding your father's news?" ask Retno then.

"I don't want to see my father right now..." Suddenly Aisyah spoke softly.

Ma'am Retno and mpok Mumun exchanged glances.

"Eh, it can't be, Shah. Let it be bigimana, it's your baby, your parents you know."

"My dad never loved me, he just left when I was a kid. What can I miss about him? the figure of my father was never responsible for his family, never provided for, even destroyed my mother's life into shapeless to pieces. I. I don't want to meet him. Am I wrong if I don't want to meet?" Aisyah lowered her face, the tinge of wounds spread in her clear eyes.

"Dad..." Retno's mother held Aisyah's hand in concern.

"You're not wrong, not wrong at all. Given that your father was so irresponsible, it was natural to inflict such deep wounds on you. If I were in your position, maybe I'd behave the same. Even if you hate your father for a lifetime, it's not your fault." Retno's answer made Aisyah's head rise, only this time she heard someone who clearly agreed to her feelings about the hatred that was secretly stored in her heart.

"Eh, astagfirullah Ret, you can't say that? sin, you know!" Mpok Mumun glared.

"Well, I'm speaking as a regular human being, mpok. Aisyah is one of the opo-opos. But, I didn't say Aisyah was also right, you know. His name is parents, but they are still parents, no matter how bad they are. We can't go out into the world without one of them. But, it all takes time to heal yourself, huh tho? not yet able to accept yo wes, but not necessarily unable to forgive." mbak Retno looked at Aisyah, the gaze of a friend who understood.

Mpok Mumun blinked his eyes, looked at Retno, dive into the meaning of women who although his mouth like an onion peel when dissecting people's affairs but he is an honest person and what it is when talking.

"As a person who does not feel in the position of Aisha, yes when we judge her feelings Aisyah, mpok? Tho's natural? If Mumun mpok so Aisyah not necessarily you can nrimo and adem until now." Mbak Mumun's mouth tapered typical of himself if serious.

"Yes, but as a minister.opinion as a theme, yes. There's no point in us harboring hatred for too long. Such anger hinders our own happiness. Our right is angry but our duty is to forgive, God's right to give a test, but God will reward his people equally. Wes, if your father is guilty, leave the family, fix the great sin, as a husband, as a father - do not deny that the law remains wrong. But who pantes punish yes his son's time? The pantes punish only God."

Aisyah and Mpok Mumun gawked at Mbak Retno as if stunned,

"Ret, you're in good health, right?" Mpok Mumun holds the forehead mbak Retno, the nyablak's sane tumben today.

"Mpok Mun, Retno is indeed not as smart as Aisyah about religion, njai yo as usual, Retno jugq ndak as deep as Mumun mpok who is experienced in his field in terms of household. But in the field of affairs in khihatin, in Widowin, Retno knows more about the taste. If not less-less iki patient neng ati, ngikut bude Atifa I to the orphanage." Retno's mother chuckled as if feeling funny with her own statement.

"In order not to be a burden, lha I relax wae, surrender to Allah's business only. Ta ma'afin all, whatever, God arrange it, I'm spoiled. Lah sins reward each of us who wrap it into the achreat later. People say I'm jande gatel, yo wes ta garukin important I never disturb the uwong household, ghibahin people me, yo sekareplah, at most t ghibahin back, wes safe. Unless someone is fighting a duel, yo monggo is looking for a place to gelud. But all the affairs of the world that make puyeng ndak I bring to the heart. So just want to sleep, plong nyess, no more thoughts." Mbak Retno said with his casual style, half vent while issuing his simple way of thinking.

"Life is simple unconditionally if enjoyed. Accepted only, if pak ustad said, learning sincere science, can say only one minute, wes life will be sane born bathin." Retno mama irrigated her talk with a big smile as if she had just won the war, making Aisyah stunned for so long, without realizing her phone rang, a message came in

Bram [He was indeed your father, I have found his home]

(Not always learning about life from a straight person, but sometimes a bent wood knows more about its pain in broken🤗 take the good thing, throw away the bad from people's experience, and let go of the bad, so that we can learn the meaning of being human🙏🤗)

...Ma'am Retno...

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