Special Maid For Om Duda
He Who Won

My thumb pressed the symbol ok, and in a matter of seconds the photo I just shared was sent, where I had time to capture with a camera shot, and in a matter of seconds, the night atmosphere in my village with a caption that describes a little bit of my grief.

I immediately gasped in shock when Aarav made a direct call, I was confused even until my face was hot as if it was burning. I did not expect that Aarav in a different place would immediately respond to my status. I don't know if he's waiting for my news or he's the one who just happened to see his phone, and the setatus I made just came.

Lift up, no, I just feel in a difficult situation, "Oh Lydia why are you so stupid, use the love codes. It's my turn to be confused myself." I cursed this stupid self. I tried to breathe out many times to reduce my nervousness.

All the prayers and short letters I also finished. Want me to delete the upload again it also feels impossible Aarav has seen my status, I am really careless I think he will not have time to see the setatus, I think, but it was precisely my guess that he was wrong the first to check my status.

[Assalamin.] My sap with a trembling voice described my nervousness.

[Walaikumsalam, what else?] ask my future husband from a phone call, of course with a relaxed tone, different from me that surely Aarav is laughing at me because my breath continues to hunt more and more because of my gerogi.

[E... dudu again, Mas again why?} I asked back, I tried to be relaxed even though surely Aarav could still find out that I was in nervous mode.

[Oh, in front of the window?] she asked again, ignoring my other questions. Aarav won't tell me what I'm doing, I'm getting myself into this situation. I really felt like I was back in the era of ABG who was very nervous when called with an idol. Not because I expected more, but more places were afraid that they would know I was a woman who was not right.

[Yes, look at the stars again,] I answered briefly.

[Well, looks from the picture. The village looks good. Can't wait another day. Oh yes the news that is far away is fine, do not think that no-no I do not mess around,] he said making my face in the heat immediately, as if there was a fire that was burning my face.  I just keep quiet. I lost the idea of starting a conversation, and we stayed silent for a while.

[How is the family?] ask again, back menco open the chat.

[Family news is fine. Mas, sorry that my setatus upload was just a fad, not to make Mas.].

[Udah is okay, I like it, the writing is good to remember, and make me want to learn,] reply Aarav directly cut my words, as soon as I scrunched my forehead.

[Learning? Learn what?] my question is getting kepo.

[Learning to be a good priest,] he replied, which again made me feel championed. We kept talking until I could not feel him knocking on my door.

"Mom, why haven't you slept? Sleep, it's late, tomorrow there's a morning lecture!" he said from behind the door in a loud voice. I also feel bad for Aarav because he must have heard what you said.

"Well, Pa, Lydia, go to sleep immediately" I replied in a voice I put down and called me shut so as not to hear my words, either not to hear or just pretend not to hear.

[Who?] asked my future husband as I continued the delayed chatter, indeed I saw that the clockwork was almost eleven at night. Pantes Mr. knocking on the door turned out to be almost late at night," my mind.

[Sir, tell me to go to sleep,] I answered honestly.

[Yes, tomorrow has already started the event, the study and the evening acra midodareni,] I replied in a small voice, I feel not confident to do this series of events. It's all because I remember where I was when I opened the young one.

[Ok then have a good rest well, and don't forget the beautiful dream. Same one more.] Aarav seemed to be mocking me.

[One more what?] I'm following Aarav's game.

[You don't think too much of a no-no, everything will be fine, ] he said from a phone call in a soft, shady tone.

After that I cut off the phone. My heart became calmer and I was able to sleep well. Hopefully the other one tonight can sleep well" I murmured in my heart.

I held onto my chest which was beating faster. Is this what you call love? why was his heart so peaceful when he got the call from Aarav. However, back I remind myself, that this marriage is still in a very far stage from the word love. The initial intention of our marriage that had not been involved in mutual love made me realize that this marriage is still an introductory stage.

The morning greeted, although the dawn adhan was just reverberating but the sound of kitchen tools had been mutually unpretentious. The neighbors have many who come to start processing food especially today there has begun a series of customary events that will be named. Well, I'm telling you, Father because you arranged all this. Not of my will.

Time continued to roll until the event was getting crowded I who from morning had started preparing for the recitation and a series of customs to prepare for a happy day. I never thought I would now feel a series of preparations to welcome my wedding day. Even the event that I thought was just simple in fact the Father again invited a great scholar. My wedding day and Aarav's is still tomorrow, but the excitement is already very much felt. Even the guests have come a lot. Not only invited guests who flocked to come, but residents from outside the village also came to watch the lecture of great scholars.

Sanak sodara has come too, my heart is not as hard as yesterday, I can enjoy the event with a calm mind. That's obviously because my husband's call was last night.

Mother approached me who was sitting to watch the brightening of the cleric.

"Sir, just this time I see you are very happy," said Mother with a slightly tightened voice because the atmosphere is crowded.

I immediately turned my face to look at the woman who had harmed me. "She's Mom, Lydia's feeling is normal, '" I said while covering up my embarrassment.

"Your husband-to-be is good Dad Ma'am," replied Mother again, who I don't know myself.

"InshaAllah Ma'am, may we be fooled by the world of the Hereafter. But why do you know that Mas Aarav is good?' I ask kepo especially as far as I know Aarav with me alone rarely communicate let alone with my parents must also be the same.

"Amin, yes who loves this capital all from your future husband. He gave you a billion dollars to throw this party" replied Mom half-whispering.

Jeduerrr. Well, how not, the event that I think the Father who wants and modifies is actually even from my future husband.

I wonder what Aarav's job is. As long as I stayed with her, her life was too comfortable all took care of. Even for domestic affairs just send a message Mbak Suli will come not wear for long, not to mention other affairs he is also very royal. Well, I do want to ask Latri to forget to continue, while want to ask directly with the prospective husband, afraid he will be mistaken for kepo.

Strange well already want to marry but do not know what the job of the prospective husband. Well that's me. I chuckle at that, but it's okay not to know the husband's work as long as it's halal.