
"On the wrap of the Prosperous Mak, two."
"Well, wait a minute, son. Mak again packs ten orders of Bu RT," The woman said, her hands deftly taking the rice from the large flask.
Reyhan nodded, the stall still deserted. Probably because it was very early in the morning, people had just come down from the mosque. The village where Reyhan lives is still beautiful, many residents in the area become coffee or clove farmers. Although far from the city, but the village is quite advanced all facilities have been fulfilled, such as schools or hospitals.
It is quite far from the village where Kanaya lives. Even though they are still in the same district.
Some people nodded to greet Reyhan. Then a man wearing a white peci and a black sheath and a prayer mat neatly draped over his shoulder walked over to the Mak Sopah stall.
"Assalamu'alaikum."
"Waalaikumsalam" Sahut Reyhan with a smile.
"Mas Reyhan, what a coincidence to meet here." Said a man named Ali Sadikin.
"What happened, sir?" Reyhan asked in surprise, he slightly shifted his seat so that the middle-aged man could sit next to him.
"Look, sorry in advance if the place and time are not right." Ali smiled sweetly.
Although not a disgrace. However, it would still be inappropriate to talk about something like this at the stall, but Ali decided to keep talking to Reyhan. Because he thinks faster is better.
"It's okay sir, please I don't mind" Reyhan replied to the RT chairman's smile.
"Look, I got a report that at Mas Reyhan's house there was a foreign woman, is she Mas Reyhan's brother?" Ask Ali seriously.
Reyhan was quite surprised to hear Ali's question, just two days Kanaya was there, and the news about him had already spread widely. The thin-faced man smiled faintly.
"He's not my brother sir, he's my wife" Reyhan replied surely, no matter how Reyhan felt about Kanaya, she must have been his wife. He cannot deny or hide it.
Ali fell silent, slightly pulling her face away in surprise. There was a hint of disappointment in the middle-aged man's heart, because he wanted to match Reyhan with one of his children who had just become a widow two months ago.
Reyhan is a responsible man, hardworking and handsome. Ali smiled to cover up the disappointment that infiltrated suddenly.
"Good congratulations on the wedding. But why didn't Mas Reyhan report to me? It should be reported first, so as not to be slander and misunderstanding in this village Mas," said Ali wisely.
"I'm sorry for my negligence about that, sir, the plan was to go to Mr. RT's house today, but instead met Mr. RT here first." Ali mangosteen heard the answer from one of the citizens.
"Yes, it's okay. His name is also human, it is natural to forget. What matters now is that I already know who is at Mas Reyhan's house, then excuse me. I wait for Mas's arrival with his wife to the house, " Ali said as he got up from his seat when he saw Mak Sopah walking out while carrying him a large plastic bag of rice wrapped in his order.
"God willing, I will be there in the afternoon. "
"Okay, I wait."
"This is Mr. RT, Bu RT's order. Ten packs of pecel rice," said Sopah while offering what he brought.
"Thank you, so how much is it? "
"It's been paid in full with Bu RT kok Pak."
"Waalaikumsalam," Reyhan and Sopah answered almost simultaneously.
"Your order is also done for Le." The woman entered briefly and returned with two packs of rice that Reyhan ordered.
Polite immediately gave the plastic blue color to his customers. Reyhan smiled, nodding lightly at the shop owner.
"May sakinah mawaddah warohmah yes Le, his household. Sorry earlier Mak accidentally heard your chat with Mr. RT," he said while chuckling.
"It's okay, Mak, it's not something that should be kept a secret either. Thank you for your prayers, then excuse me." Reyhan smiled as he got up from his seat.
"Yes-iya please. Your wife must have been waiting."
Reyhan only smiled as he gave a small nod in response to the Polite remark. He took a step away from the shop,
The news so quickly spread in the village, instead Reyhan did not want others to know about her marriage to Kanaya. But the status of Kanaya who is still a student is a separate consideration for the man.
Kanaya slowly blinked her still heavy eyes, the call of nature forcing the eighteen-year-old girl to try to get up with one hand. With great difficulty Kanaya managed to sit on the edge of the bed, her eyes widened when she saw the spot of the bed sheet.
"Astaghfirullah is leaking again." Kanaya patted her eel.
Leaks like this are indeed common to Kanaya, he might not feel bad if in the old house, precisely Oma Eni's house. Kanaya got up and immediately released the light blue color bedsheet that had been stained by Kanaya.
"It's really hard." Kanaya tried to pull the edge of the bed that was stuck at the end of the bed that was squeezed by the wall.
"Aah!"
Kanaya squealed in pain, exerting all her energy pulling the cloth covering the mattress. Until the cloth comes off and Kanaya falls down, Kanaya's burns are bumped.
Withstanding the pain Kanaya got up carrying the dirty cloth to the back bathroom.
Reyhan who had just come straight in by saying a soft greeting. After closing the front door, he quickly put the rice on the table and went to the wife's room.
The man gawked with a frown. The room looked messy, and Kanaya wasn't there.
"Nadiah... Kanaya!" Reyhan shouted echoing calling his little wife.
"Lord!"
"Kanaya!" Reyhan's shout sounded louder, because Kanaya never answered.
He went to the kitchen and the living room, but he did not meet Kanaya. The sound of a water pump from the back of the house caught Reyhan's attention. Although he said it was impossible, but there was no one else in this house but him and the girl.
Reyhan rushed backwards, a place he used to wash his clothes. It was an old bathroom and a washing place separate from the house, when Reyhan married he built a bathroom in the main room that he now occupies himself.
"What are you doing!" Pekik Reyhan when he saw Kanaya who was crouching the washing place.
Kanaya turned her head, she was grinning to show off the neatly lined array of white teeth. Reyhan stepped wide towards Kanaya.