REPLYING TO MY HUSBAND'S MISTRESS
218 Chapter.

"Huh, what? What did you say, brother? Sorry I did not hear because the wind was very strong," said Asy while repairing her hijab that flew by the wind.

 Rahman chuckled. "ah, no. It's okay, it's the house your parents have seen, want to stop by first not?".

 Asy looked up at the direction Rahman was pointing at. The look on his face became more cheerful now, the house was a house full of memories and a silent witness of how he resisted the longing in silence of someone who had now become the idol.

"Well, it's just quiet." Rahman poked Ash's hand that was coiled around his stomach.

"Ah, uh i-yeah we stopped by first, brother. The time has arrived here we do not look at the father and mother all." Asy smiled back.

 " Now so dong, my wife's name is. If asked to answer with a smile," Rahman murmured while slowing down the speed of his motorbike and turned into the courtyard of Pardi and Salma's house that looked empty.

 Asy get off the motor, scan the situation around the house that has not changed much. Plant plants such as vegetables and fruits that he used to plant next to the house are also still there, growing lush and well. Maybe because treated by Pardi who also likes gardening.

"Come, up." Rahman took Asy's hand and took her up the porch of the house that had not been stepped on for a long time.

 Asy shook, so unable to just knock on the door of the adoptive parents' house. Finally Rahman represented.

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"Assalamu'alaikum" Rahman said on the doorstep of the house.

  Silence, no answer at all from inside there. Even the smallest sound was not heard.

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"Assalamu'alaikum," Rahman repeated hoping that this time his call would get an answer.

But unfortunately, the results are still silent. Not a single sound could be heard from inside.

 Rahman repeated his call three times, and the result was still the same. There was no answer at all, until the end they looked at each other and decided to just leave the house. Considering the time that also continues to run' and stay another hour to the time specified for the start of the study of the mosque.

"Is it possible that my father and mother are also in the mosque?" said Asy when they had returned to drive to the village mosque.

 Rahman. "Maybe, it could be so. We will try to find it there. Hopefully there is," concluded Rahman.

 Asy nodded his head, and they continued their journey in silence.

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Arriving at the village mosque, apparently there were already a lot of people who came. Guests from outside the village are also added santri santri from the boarding house in the next village who are also present.

 Snack sellers have built small tent tents to sell, many children who surround him to buy his merchandise.

 Rahman parked the motorbike he carried outside the mosque courtyard, because the place provided was almost full by guest vehicles that came. Then after that walk into the courtyard of the mosque which is already crowded by humans.

"Subhanallah, it's so crowded Brother." Asy looked amazed at the number of people who were enthusiastic about the teaching event.

"Alhamdulillah, public awareness of the importance of high maish religious education here." Rahman.

 After arriving near the entrance of the mosque, some people welcomed Rahman and Ash and then directed them to the place that has been provided. Rahman was among the village elders and other ustadz ustadz, while Asy was in the front row of the mothers.

 The event began, some people who were near seemed not focused on the course of the event. And instead prefer whispering whispers and gossiping rather than following the sacred event.

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 After the lecture event that was filled by Rahman ended, they sat together in the mosque, waiting for the invited guests all went home first so as not to jostle with others

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 At that time the village elders and also the existing ustad praised what Rahman said earlier, his discussion of the importance of oral care is very important in the hearts of the guests and all those present there.

"Ah not like that, sir. I'm just saying what I know." Rahman quibbled while commenting on a smile.

"Ustadz Rahman is very good at quibbling, whereas what he said I just found out."

"Yes right, ustadz Rahman is modest. The truth behind it is incredible.

 Rahman smiled back. "Subhanallah, ustadz ustadz here also of course his knowledge must be higher than mine. I feel bad to be praised that way. It should not be appropriate for me, but I say thank you as much if indeed the content of my tausiyah was pleasing in the heart of all ustad."

 After that they also say goodbye to go home, disperse and make an appointment to meet again on another occasion.

While walking towards the motor vehicle that was parked by Rahman outside the mosque, Asy accidentally looked at a person he seemed to know.

"Sister, a minute." Asy held Rahman's hand.

"What's up, baby? You want to buy something?"

Asy shakes. "No, but look at that. Looks like it's mom and dad, huh?"

 Rahman stared at the direction Asy was pointing at, his eyes narrowing trying to sharpen the gaze.

"How about we get close?" tawar Rahman's.

 Asy nodded and they walked over to the person they were referring to.

 One man pushed a wheelchair over which sat a woman in a wide headscarf.

"Mr?" call Asy make sure.

 The person he meant to look at and know that Asy is the person he meant. Pardi himself looked surprised for a moment when he saw Asy, while Salma tried to look back to see who called her husband.

"A-Ash ..," Lirih Pardi said.

"Will? Is this really you, son?" Salma chimed in, the eyes of the two old men looked teary.

 Asy nodded, then without warning he hugged Salma very tightly.

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 In short, they are now in the house of Pardi and Salma, sitting opposite each other with the same smile of happiness.

"Mom's so happy you finally want to come here again, son. I thought you had forgotten your mother and father" Salma stared at Asy full of days.

 Asy hugged Salma venting her longing. "Yes, Asy misses mom and dad."

"What about your birth parents over there, nduk?" asked Pardi who now spoke more softly to Asy, his appearance now looks more Islamic than before when Asy was still living with them.

"Alhamdulillah, papi and mami are very good. And also Aish, it turns out Asy has a twin brother' and she's very pretty."

"Alhamdulillah."

"Oh yes, what do you think about the late July who he said was found in that terrible condition? Did you hear he said he died because he was killed by someone? Is that really so?"