Love Sholeha
Who her?

Several times Sholeh changed his sleeping position, until the day was getting noon it turns out his eyes could not be closed.

He sat in the middle of his bed, looking at the cell phone lying on the nightstand. Just looking at not intending to take let alone find out who contacted him. Though he had heard the ringing of his cell phone twice, Sholeh was too reluctant to know it.

" I know you always do"

Sholeh said that on the phone that just rang again.

Tired of just being silent in his room, Sholeh decides to go to the store. He had not accompanied his mother there for a long time. Although Sholeh always took care and met directly with many buyers but he did not have time to sit with his mother at the cashier.

Bu Nur still wants to be in the store even though just sitting around at the cashier, not to watch people working or shopping he is just used to being there.

In the store there are two employees of Sholeh who take care of all the business of the store. Her mother said she used to spend time with her husband together. While there, she never missed her husband. Bu Nur will always daydream if the day is only at home.

There are some customers who are shopping, most of the mothers who buy groceries at this time. Selling basic materials and building materials that do not have a large place Sholeh shop still looks less attractive or messy.

In addition to the increase in competition in the business of trade, Sholeh must immediately change everything to be more organized and tidy. Maybe Sholeh is also considering renovating the store or making his dream home.

When Sholeh came in and greeted the customers, one of the mothers he knew and was quite close all along. Sholeh approached the mother, seen she was on a cooking oil shelf with a basket.

" Mom how are you, how are you here?" Sholeh shakes hands with him.

"Healthy Le, I'm looking at Rahma's grandmother"

" Mommy is sick, Mom?"

" Yes, I've been here one week"

" Mother alone?"

" Yes, oh yeah, son, I heard you were getting married this close?"

Sholeh just smiled

" I thought you wanted to be Le's mother's daughter-in-law,"

the mother looked disappointed looking at Sholeh.

Sholeh remained silent, not refuting his words.

" Let me help Mom," Sholeh then switched the conversation.

The slightly disappointed mother received a helping hand from Sholeh to bring her a few bottles of cooking oil. The two headed for the cashier together, but Nur was still there. His face was astonished to see Sholeh coming with the mother.

Bu Nur looked at Sholeh as if asking why could it be with the mother? and Sholeh just shook his head slowly. The two do not know each other, but Nur enough to know who he is. Sholeh helped complete the payment and escorted him out of the store.

" Thank you ma'am, be careful on the road"

" Yes, you stop by grandma's house sometime, Mom's still there "

The middle-aged woman headed for the motorbike, looking like a teenage boy was waiting. When viewed up close it seems like he is Rahma's youngest brother.

Sholeh waved his hand.

Sholeh returned to the store, immediately approached Nur's mother who was seen waiting for him. Sholeh ran small and smiled with her mother's hand.

" He's not like his own son"

" Good then, watch out for the same macem-macem Nak Sholeha"

" Mommy loves Sholeha, but Sholeh has a bad crush on her" Sholeh took her hand off from her mother.

" Mom's in love with Sholeha, I'm not willing to lose her"

" lady.... Must she be, who's Mom's daughter-in-law?"

" What do you think? kan Sholeha is indeed your future wife. Don't be weird talking about it!" bu Nur snapped a little.

" Yes ma'am, yes" Sholeh smiled broadly at her mother.

For the umpteenth time he thought that Sholeha was not a future daughter-in-law but her mother's own biological child. I don't know why her mother could be like this?

Before he was engaged to Sholeha his mother was never like this to anyone. He never even talked about Sholeha or any other girl to Sholeh. Is her mother in love with Sholeha? he doesn't know.

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The morning when Sholeha arrived at her house.

Sholeha grumbled in her room while wearing her veil, she still could not forget her embarrassment as she laughed at Nur's story about Sholeh . Unfortunately he was caught by Sholeh. He even scolded Sholeh a little when he was going home earlier. He meant not to be angry, just that Sholeha was confused as to what kind of behavior, she was too ashamed of Sholeh.

His pouting face from earlier, looked wry by his own eyes in the mirror. He didn't like the morning today, he wasn't even as excited as usual.

" Rahma Nia Sholeha, you make a shame can not laugh as hard, why a crybaby, if there are people even kicep"

He pointed his face at the glass, he shouldn't have to be that angry at him, and yes, why didn't he just apologize why he had to talk like that. Not polite, he thought. Sholeha gave up her own sense of shame, took in as deep a breath as possible and exhaled slowly, tried to forget about it and went back to checking her face and veil .

" Ok Sholeha, we work today. And ...

we'll apologize later if we remember, Hehehe "he monologues.

Sholeha came out of her favorite private room, after last night she did not sleep on her soft mattress Sholeha was a little tempted if lingering in the room. Sholeha may skip work today.

As usual activities in the morning, the father who is ready with his PNS uniform and mother with a favorite negligee uniform ala housewives.

Sholeha immediately joined around the dining table, there was fried rice and omelet there. Sholeha just sat down to drink warm milk, because it had breakfast with Nur and Sholeh.

Sholeha purposely waited for her father, they were going to leave together.

" Mum Nur is healthy?" ask mother.

" Already Ma'am, Mas Sholeh has also come home"

"Cock-a-pocket?"

" Sholeha ndak nanya why Mom"

" You just go home?"

" Yes, Leha's working"

" You can ask a little"

"You don't mind Sholeh, she's your future husband!"

Sholeha looked at her mother, there was a sense of resentment arising in her heart, why was mother this hard on her? sholeha's mood was up and down this morning.

" Yes Ma'am, Leha just forgot her name, that's all" she breathed her heavy breath.

" Yes, I don't want Sholeh to get bored and don't like you"

Ms. Fatma still nags her daughter.

Sulaiman who had finished his breakfast immediately got up and prepared to leave. He just kept quiet did not participate enliven the atmosphere at the dining table earlier.

Sulaiman knew very well that his wife was paying too much attention to Sholeha

his relationship with Sholeh this time.

" Later home with Irma yes nduk, the father is likely to return home in vain" said Sulaiman when he was about to leave.

" Yes, Leha will be with Irma "

Sholeha forgets that Irma has been angry with him lately, sometimes Irma does not have a bike.

Ah already....

Sholeha did not care much about how she would go home later, which was important until the first time at school. He was too lazy to think hard this morning, if only he could take a vacation today. It seems that Sholeha is very badmood this time, maybe she will walk home later.

The atmosphere of the school is so crowded, although it is still morning seen the guardians are tense and busy here and there taking their first exam. Sholeha rushes into each class, she goes back to check the equipment and cleanliness of the class.

The atmosphere of the class is so boisterous, looks cheerful faces are happy.

Sholeha returned to the office to check back on the matters she had printed yesterday. It appears that Irma is in Kindergarten b, she also just checked the state of the class. They look at each other Sholeha smiles at Irma, she does not smile but does not frown as well she is very flat expressionless.

It seems Irma has not been able to make peace, Sholeha does not want to think much that she is tired enough for today. Let Irma understand herself first, but Sholeha is not angry with her. Sholeha chose to continue her work regardless of personal matters.

Not until noon the classes were quiet, Sholeha cleaned and arranged many things in each room.

Putting together a game of sprucing up pictures and books he hopes this simple but laborious job will soon be completed.

Breakfast with fried rice that is served a little makes the worms in his stomach increasingly loudly yelling for additional rations. The sound of his stomach rumbling was so noisy he could only hold it for a moment could not be much longer.

Doldrumsily, Sholeha locked every neat and clean classroom door.

Sholeha took her foot out of the school yard. He will not forget that if he had to go home on foot, he only prayed that an angel would come to his aid. Irma had come home two minutes ago picked up by her father, Sholeha left her own way that was not far from the school gate.

Sholeha paused and looked back, when she heard the horn sound.

" Yok with me"

Well this is the angel, she's Risma's mother one of the teachers at this paud school.

" Alhamdulillah, yes Bu Sholeha did not refuse" he smiled gleefully.

Sholeha immediately got on Bu Risma's bike.

"We stopped by the meatball stall in front first huh Ha, just for a moment really"

" Yes, not papa"

They glided to the meatball stall, unfortunately the queue was so long, both were forced to come in line.

Sholeha and Bu Risma were sitting on the outside of the shop, Risma only ordered one to be brought home as well as Sholeha.

" Sholeha I ask can?"

" May dong Bu," Sholeha smiled awkwardly.

" You're Sholeh's future wife, huh?"

" Yes ma'am -

" He used to love my nephew, but now he knows that Sholeh already has you." he accidentally cut Sholeha's answer.

deg ....

Sholeha felt something a little pain in her heart. Sholeha smiled briefly.

" We haven't been long ago ma'am - "

" Well, that's what I mean, why so suddenly?" risma's mother cut back.

Sholeha really didn't know what to answer. He was silent his tongue felt faint, but the meatballs merchant saved Sholeha.

" Mom the order, two one one wrapped all yes.." kang mas meatballs held out two bags of our order scrapes.

Sholeha extended her money to the grown man.

Without having to answer Risma's question earlier, Sholeha continued her tiring journey home coupled with an increasingly troubled heart.

Who is Risma's mother's niece?

Bu Risma is not as rural with him making Sholeha feel less understanding of any relatives. Sholeha tried to dispel all the questions that were popping up in her brain. He was only trying to realize that he had an unfinished past.

Maybe Sholeh did not have time to tell a story, he said in his heart. Later if he had time to ask him, he intended in his heart.

Ah for what?

Sholeha was even confused as to how to deal with this news, she felt even more upset this afternoon.

******

Sholeha said many thanks to Risma when she reached her house, even she asked Risma ma'am to stop by but she refused.

Just put a package of one serving of meatballs on the dining table. Sholeha no longer tastes, she wants to immediately lay down the body on her mattress. Today was so annoying and exhausting, breathing was so heavy for him.

His mattress was so soft as to hug him warmly that it wrapped all the sadness and gloom of Sholeha into a drowsiness that put him to sleep. Sholeha did not care what the person said, she was very tired today. He closed his eyes not wanting to know more about Sholeh's past, ah maybe a time that Sholeh hasn't managed to get through, he doesn't care.

this time Sholeha fell asleep soundly, no longer just stifled at the thought of things. Hopefully after waking up Sholeha no longer remember with a lot of prejudice in her. He must have just filled his brain with a lot of questions without looking for answers as usual.

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