Love Sholeha
Meet Irma

This morning Sulaiman's residence was so crowded with the voices of his two grandchildren who were busy running around to grab the grandfather to be invited to play. Fatih who was busy flirting with her brother and Al who did not stop crying saw Fatih who was getting stronger hugging the grandfather. Even though his father was there too, they seemed to have no interest in him anymore.

After gathering last night, Rizal's family continued the night there, they stayed over and agreed to go home after breakfast. In addition to the middle room that is so messy, in the kitchen is also so excited by three different generations of women who compete with each other's abilities there. The ability to cook and also others, seen once there Sholeha is the most junior. Evidently since then he was just busy tasting and stirring vegetables that are almost cooked.

Sholeha until grumbling because it runs out in the tease of her mother and sister-in-law.

" Dek, later fitting already so the wife must be smart to entertain the husband with cooking. Let her love him more!" Ayu blinked her eyes.

Sholeha had even moved her lips a little, no matter how Ayu called her "Pas has been a wife" since she started cooking earlier. Many tips that Sholeha thinks are quite excessive if listened to now.

" Mom, Sholeha can really if it's just vegetable ozeng, or just fried eggs. Oh Sholeha can also make pudding, just calm Sholeh mas will not starve" he said to Ayu.

Ayu and Fatma laughed a little, "So ready to be Sholeh's wife?" added Ayu teasing Sholeha.

Sholeha is just a mesem, a little shy about confessing her feelings, she is also provoked by the many words that are constantly thrown at her by Ayu and her mother.

A very splashy cooking show this morning, Inner Sholeha.

" Don't force if you can't yet, you can't do anything. Fortunately the in-laws were very good at the deck" Ayu hugged Fatma's mother from the side with a wide laugh.

" Sholeha's in-laws are good too" Sambar Sholeha was so quick.

Ms. Fatma smiled, looking at Sholeha who did not want to lose a bit from Ayu.

" It's been, it's been a storm like this!" said Ms. Fatma mediate. " Mom, Miss Nur and the other mother-in-law must be all good, don't be afraid of Mother-in-law!" added again.

" There is a Kok Bu who nakutin" said Sholeha.

" It would be bad for the fate of his son-in-law" his laughter warmly comforted the two children to put an end to the brief debate.

There are chicken soy sauce and sauteed broccoli neatly arranged on the table, and following the one just presented by Ayu there is sweet asem shrimp as the last menu. Breakfast is quite relaxed for the villagers who are not so chasing the working hours it goes quite delicious.

It was rare for them to gather in such a complete formation. Most of them met each other so they never thought to enjoy breakfast like this morning.

" Why is the chicken hard?" fatih.

" Fatih can take a soft one, which is what you love!" Ayu.

There was no corner of the round table that looked empty, not least Al who was sitting on the lap of the grandmother who was bribing him. What a beautiful sight and good enough for the day that has just begun.

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Rizal and his wife's son came home, the motorbike drove away from the residence court of Sulaiman. In the arms of her grandmother in her two grandchildren, they continued to disappear in the distance. Like a farewell with a distance so far, Fatma was lethargic to feel the loneliness that they lived.

" It's lonely" said Fatma.

Sulaiman laughed to see his wife, "Tomorrow yes Mom, they will also want to play with their peers. Bosen just as his grandmother continues" he said to his wife.

Ms. Fatma just glanced at her husband, she did not even tastefully respond to the chatter that slightly blamed it. The crowded atmosphere by the children was certainly quite entertaining, plus they were her own grandchildren, she said, it's only natural that Ms. Fatma lost a little.

" If they live in the city or are very far from us, how about you sir. In living like this only mother has Pangat miss again?"

Ms. Fatma was sitting on the outskirts of her house, still looking at the trail of her children and grandchildren.

" We'll go with them too, if you want"

Ms. Fatma laughed, "Mother could be, they won't go to town either, they know this mother doesn't like to live far away "

Sulaiman also laughed, and sat down with his wife. " Later we ask Sholeha to love many grandchildren, so add rame "

Sholeha was about to go inside, so sat down and greeted her father, who was comforting her mother.

" If Mom wants Ma'am Ayu not to get pregnant again ma'am, let's add a lot. Kan sooner than waiting for Sholeha's child to be born" he giggled amused himself.

" The Father also wants it from you too, if you can the grandson of you there will be four, and Ayu added two more will be many grandchildren of the Father" he said quite excited.

" four. O Allah there are many" answered Sholeha in confusion.

" Don't listen to this Nduk your father, the important thing is you want to marry first. Problems like that do not have much to think, ngalir aja yes "bu Fatma patted smooth shoulder Sholeha.

From his face that began to look confused, Fatma was afraid he mistook and burdened with jokes his father.

Sholeha nodded, "Leha knows how Mom is. You like to entertain us in an exaggerated way" Sholeh whispered a little to his mother.

" Excessive as, if you answered the prayer of the Father, the mother is also a seneng" he said and moved to leave the role.

Ms. Fatma shook her head to see her husband's behavior as if sulking undefended and a little spoiled.

" Nduk later between the mothers of the afternoon study yes, at his home Ustadzah Aisyah. If you walk through Mom's leg"

" Yes later will not interven, Sholeha there is no event whatsoever. I want to sleep all day" he replied excitedly.

" Kok is still sleeping, ndak bored." his nagging move from his sitting.

" Mumpung holiday loh Bu" he said, following his mother in.

Ms. Fatma no longer recognizes Sholeha, she continues her steps to the kitchen looking for the whereabouts of the husband. Sholeha chose to go into the room, she remembered something she had not done.

***

" Assalamualaikum, how are you?" sahut from across the phone. Sholeha accidentally contacted Irma his best friend, since the incident at the meatball stall they held each other back from greeting each other.

" Thank God, me too"

" Can we meet?"

" Of course you can, if you don't mind "

" Thank God, I will go to your house" Sholeha replied cautiously.

" Well, what time is it?"

" In a moment, Ir, I want to take a shower" Sholeha laughed a little at the end of her sentence.

" Yes, me too" Irma also laughed a little.

After that Sholeha turned off her phone, with a pretty calm and happy heart. He is very unhappy with the relationship that is too cold and turns to hate each other like this, whatever the reason Sholeha must also be able to restore their good relationship, no matter how Irma was his best friend in the past.

Sholeha is ready to meet with Irma, after getting permission from her mother Sholeha immediately went to her best friend's house. As usual Sholeha traveled with her favorite motorcycle, this time a little fun trip, somehow Sholeha was excited to meet Irma instead of continuing to hate her for her fault.

The rising sun became a companion step so thrilling, Sholeha did not lie actually he was also very awkward and a little confused when dealing directly with Irma later. He began to compile some sentences that if appropriate for him to say when he first met later.

From a distance, Irma was waiting for her arrival in the yard. He stood as if impatiently welcoming the arrival of his best friend, this time Sholeha also felt a face that was so warm to greet him. A slight decrease in the feeling of anxiety mixed in his heart.

His motor wheel stopped perfectly, roughly only half a meter away from where Irma was standing welcoming him, whether or not from this close distance Sholeha could see there was a puddle in Irma's clear eyes. His lips seemed to be restrained so as not to make a sound, Sholeha's heart was pounding again, what would happen?.

Irma hugged Sholeha tightly, hugging her,

" Sholeha, I.." he said stalled, muffled in tears on the shoulders of this friend of his.

" Imma...." Sholeha was also immersed in her arms. Instantly his tears fell along with his heart that melted, a heart that since yesterday is still reluctant to accept, a heart that still accumulates pain, a heart that is still hardened by disappointment. This one warm whip has changed everything.

The two just cry for themselves, not even spelled back between them hugging tightly until somehow they will take off each other. In his arms Sholeha felt Irma's stifled body shakes, her small and tall body was why it felt harder. Has Irma been sick all this time? sholeha.

" I guess the chance of meeting with Ha is over," Irma took off a hug and rubbed the wet end of her eyes.

Sholeha grabbed his best friend's hand, "What do you mean?. Even though you yourself already know if I can't be angry with you" he said so gently, his voice that was also mixed with tears.

Irma took Sholeha's hand, and invited her into the house. " We're talking inside, yes, "he doesn't want to hear a lot of words from Sholeha.

When they reached the living room, Irma had no intention of telling her to sit down and shut the door again.

" We're talking in the room, yeah, like before" he said, pulling back Sholeha's soft hand.

Their friendship is so long, and the togetherness they have made so far is indeed more than that, both are more intent on being brothers. Irma who has no sister and Sholeha who also has no sister makes this relationship more dependent.

The atmosphere of the space was still the same, the same scent and the same owner, how Sholeha felt her longing so felt, as if she had long since left all this behind.

" I tidied it up on purpose, don't you come messy again!" said Irma, when she saw Sholeha who was still standing staring around her room.

Sholeha smilingly followed Irma sitting on the lip of the bed, "I try to remember the last time I came here. And well, it turns out that my photo is still there" Sholeha pointed at the wall. " I think you've thrown it away" he added.

Irma smiled, "I've only been angry and apologizing to you there, meeting you was so ashamed and you were too willing to think so, I won't forget our childhood memories, even if you hate me." Irma stared straight at the picture taken perhaps more than ten years ago.

" I'm sorry, I thought it would be. What answer did you get from him?" ask Sholeha later.

Irma moved her gaze to Sholeha, and fell silent for a moment.

" He just keeps smiling" he said later in a very sad tone.

Sholeha deliberately laughed, although impressed in the making. " Where does he know your language Ir?" then look at Irma .

Irma looked uninterested in her laughter, not even a smile on her face. Sholeha became awkward for a moment.

" Sholeha, sorry for the umpteenth time yes, I don't know what to do. Even I'm too shy to meet you, whatever if you think I'm evil or what I am - ,

Sholeha then quickly cuts off the words of Irma who seems to blame her.

" Irma, I wasn't in the truest position at the time either. To be honest, I was suspicious, but I didn't say or look for answers. If only I wasn't too stiff and cared a little about you guys maybe I'd have finished the relationship without any quarrels with you, all this time I was also the most wrong with you" Sholeha said everything so calmly, she realized all the problems were in her overly indifferent error.

" Sholeha, whatever you say, my fault still hurts you more that betrayal is pretty cruel right?" irma said she was back in tears.

" It's not like that, me too -, it's,

" No Sholeha. You have every right to be angry with me, I don't even deserve you to meet like this. Even I who don't know myself though don't look for you to just apologize" Irma was stunned in her tears.

Sholeha was still speechless, letting Irma take out all that had stuck in her heart all this time. Sholeha even seemed unable to argue anymore, and was forced to hear Irma repeatedly shake her head, giving a sign of not confirming all Irma's words.

" We can repeat from the beginning, we fix where this misunderstanding started. We've been friends for a long time, at least forgive one of your mistakes, it's okay Irma. inshaAllah I'm sincere with all this" Sholeha hugged Irma who had been crying since .

" You are so good Sholeha" Irma said.

Sholeha smiled again, patting the soft back of Irma's hand.

" I've always been so bad to think of you, and I'm not even trying to believe that you're this good" Irma added .

Sholeha took off her embrace, changed to look at Irma so sniffly "so, since when are you jealous of me? said suddenly.

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