MUSHROOMS. Young Widows Underage
DOWAGER FLOWER.

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“Does the human being think that they are left (only) say: “We have faith”, are they being tested again?” (QS: al-‘Ankabuut: 2)

Many stop hijrah just until appearance, or even he returned again to his jahiliyya life. As we know there are people who have migrated to the path of God, but in the middle of the road he returns again to his dark times. A person cannot _survive_ until he can set his heart.

“If you are on the right path to God, run. If it's hard for you, run around. If you are tired, walk. And if you can't, crawl, but NEVER stop or turn around.” - Imam Syafi’i

The spirit to keep changing for the better. Don't be tired of walking toward God. Even if you stumble, do not stop or reverse direction.

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Because of getting coercion from the Sharah, inevitably, Gibran finally followed the wishes of the Grandmother. And now they are both in the same car as Reno as the driver. Reno who seems to have been informed first, by the direction and purpose. He drove his car without asking any more questions. This made Gibran curious.

"Where are we really going, Grandma? Why is it heading for the city park?" asked Gibran with his curious face.

"Emang we want to go there," replied Syarah briefly.

"Huh..? What are you doing there, Grandma?" ask Gibran again, getting curious.

"And my grandmother told me you wanted to see your future wife, son!" reply to Syarah casually. Making Gibran's forehead immediately wrinkled, indicating he was getting curious.

"My future wife? Who's my future wife? Can't you go on later, Grandma? Kan Gibran was not ready, Grandma," pinta Gibran, with a face hoping that Grandma would listen to his request.

"Can't! Remember our agreement, just a few more days with your cousin! So you can't delay it anymore! If you still want to be CEO of Grandma's company, you understand!" the Sharah sounds tough. And Gibran immediately remembered the agreement between him and his grandmother and his cousin. So that he can't wiggle anymore.

"Haiists..! Why would there be such a deal! Just make people bother!" he murmured, but was still heard by Grandma.

"It's your own fault! Why did the aged who almost entered the head of three, still did not think of getting married! Did you want to see when Grandma had to wait for your grandchild? So don't protest anymore!" sharah said, making Gibran finally just silent in his resignation. And not how long Syarah's car stopped, right in front of a shophouse.

Gibran immediately gasped when he saw the shophouse, "Huh! Why do we stop here, Grandma! Don't tell me Grandma wants to buy those Embok-endocks again!" ask her with a face that now looks has turned sour.

"More than that! And remember don't embarrass Grandma! Otherwise you'll regret the rest of your life for Grandma's departure!" sharah said, a little threatening to make Gibran so surprised to hear it.

"What! Grandma threatened Yuda?" he asked with a slightly irritated face.

"Yes! Therefore you do not make something that makes Grandma feel ashamed! And remember your promise to fulfill Grandma's request, whatever it is! Now down!" sharah said, making Gibran immediately grunt annoyed. But he did not dare to dispute it. And just follow what Grandma said.

Syarah, Gibran and Reno finally got out of the car. And they immediately entered the shop above which was written Warung Gado-gado Mbok Suminah. The stall looks a little quiet, maybe because the day, is still fairly early in the morning. And there are only a few people who look to be enjoying the Gado-gadanya message.

"Assalamu'alaikum" said Sharah, when he was in front of the shophouse. While Gibran, just standing behind Sharah with his sour face.

"Wa'alaikumus hail warahmatullahi wabarakatu.. Uh, eeh..Sharia Ma'am? Come on Ma'am please come in" replied a middle-aged woman who looked like she was so happy to see the arrival of Sharah.

"Come on, please sit down" said Mbok Suminah again, as his hand allowed a table, whose chair looks still empty.

"Thank you Ma'am, let's take a seat, let's take a seat" Sharah told Gibran, "Oh yeah, Miss Sumi has still introduced me to my granddaughter?" ask him again to Mbok Suminah.

"Yes I know Mom, she's the successor to the most Arrogant Mother?" suminah said, with her gaze pointing at Gibran.

"Eh! You.." protest Gibran. But his hands were immediately squeezed by Sharah. And spontaneously Gibran's gaze went straight to his Grandmother, and he saw the eyes of the Grandmother who was glaring at her. He finally could not protest anymore. But his face was still clearly visible in the eyes of Suminah. And that made Mbok Suminah even smiled faintly.

"I'm sorry for the disrespect of my grandson Bu Suminah" she told Suminah.

"It's okay Miss Sharia! I understand it. Biasa, the child of slavery is like that, ma'am," Suminah replied politely.

"Oh yeah, did Mom, do you still remember our deal the other day?" tanya Syarah reminded Suminah, who seems they have made a deal that only they know.

"Yes, I remember Mom. And Thank God I have asked that to my Wedok Son and Alhamdulilah also he has agreed kok Bu. But you already know the status, my wedok's son is Mom?" reply Suminah, and he also asked Sharah back.

"Thank God I know Mom! Besides that status is also not important, wong dowager kok Bu, yes no problem for Me," reply Sharah looks so Happy, "Oh yes, where is your wedok son Mom? I want to see it" continued Syarah, with his eyes looking like something.

"Oh yes, just a minute, Mom. Let me call the man first" said Suminah and she stepped in and shortly afterwards she came back with a woman who looked very young.

"Lisha, let's say hello to Ms. Sharah," said Mbok Suminah to the woman who turned out to be Alisha.

"Assalamu'alaikum Nek" said Alisha as she shook her hands with Sharah.

"Wa'alaikumus greetings Nak, ma shaa Allah, ayu temen cake Nduk," replied Sharah, who then he immediately embraced Alisha.

"Thank you, Grandma" Alisha replied, looking a little embarrassed.

"Sama-sama Son. Oh right, have you really agreed to accept Grandma Son's granddaughter?" tanya Sharah, who was seen still standing in front of Alisha.

"In shaa Allah Nek" replied Alisha softly.

"Then now acquaintance first with Grandma's Grandchild, yes.this is Grandma Nak's granddaughter," said Sharah, as she shifted her body, as she shifted her body, and seen by Alisha Gibran who had just sat with a face that looks sour. Seeing that Alisha was so surprised.

"Huh..?! This Snob Master Grandma's granddaughter?"

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