Loving the Mafia

Loving the Mafia
The Rejected Proposal


That afternoon Jonah was in the midst of a guest.  Several colleagues from various parties met to discuss important matters regarding the religious event held in one of the ponpes.  They discuss the details of the program starting from the presentation, filming fitting events, funds, and many other things.


They chatted while enjoying a warm drink served by Bik Party.


Amidst the warm talk, Chesy flashed.  Making one of the people interject, “Pak Yunus, why his daughter's wedding was not held thanksgiving.  Invite many people to join pray for the marriage of the father's daughter?”


“That's right. The more you pray, the better it will be?” the other sahut.


“I've thought about that too. But there's still a lot of work to be done.  After leisure, then I will immediately direct,” said Yunus excited.  


“Which father is helping?”


“Now I am in masjd, I asked to replace me to teach children to teach in the mosque,” replied Yunus.  The mosque in question is a mosque that is not far from its housing, which is a mosque whose land was originally the land of Yunus waqf.


“Alhamdulillah has a ghost who understands religion, can teach children to teach.  Charity that.e any knowledge of the Quran that children read later will certainly be a practice for him.”


“Alhamdulillah.” Jonah nodded with a smile.  “That's a lot, my daughter-in-law who once gave a study in ponpes Darul Ulum a month ago.”


“Ooh... Cazim?”


“True once.”  Jonah was pleased.


“Mashaa Allah.  I recorded the study at that time.The study he presented was true in his knowledge.  Goody!  The child has the potential.”


Almost an hour of warm talk took place.  And it ended when before Maghrib, they went to the mosque together with Jonah.


“Chesy!” call Jonah half-screaming.


“Yes, abi!”  Chesy appears while chewing crackers.  “What's up?” At first glance he looked at Cazim who was wearing a white cocoa shirt, black skullcap and pants like a sarong.  


Duh, that man really looks like a human being who has no disability.  It is fitting that everyone believes in his or her faith even if it is false.


“Come, come sit!”  Jonah invites Cazim and Chesy to sit on the sofa.


Unknowingly, it turns out that Chesy is sitting side by side with Cazim.  He even realized he was sitting side by side when his waist came into contact with Cazim's waist.  


Chesy slightly shifted her seat to the side, wanting to get away from Cazim, but instead clenched her armrest on the side. He had to sit in a relationship with the man, even though the rest of the sofa next to Cazim was still a lot, but the man was sitting in the middle of the sofa, if only Cazim shifted his seat, he said, they certainly won't be crimped like this.


“So abi will make a thanksgiving event for your wedding.  And it will happen soon.  This has been thought carefully,” said Yunus with a big smile.


“Dispose of money, abi.  Meningan money is used for other useful things,” chirped Chesy objected.


In his life, he never thought he would have a husband like Cazim.  She has dreams of having a husband like a Korean opa who is considerate, bucin and always spoils her.  Lah Cazim's?  The man was fierce and cruel.  Far from wishful thinking.  Then what is the marriage that he does not want it to be spread widely?


“I am not against the thanksgiving that will be held, but it seems better not to have to be held the event,” said Cazim.  “In marriage, the legal condition is the existence of two brides that are not illegal to marry, a guardian, two witnesses, ijab qabul.  Not being in a state of performing Umrah or Hajj.  So there is no need for an event like this.  If it is valid, yes already.”


This time Chesy agreed with Cazim.  Tumben alone the man was one-sided with her.


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