Status of Friends Become a Connecting Mother
CHAPTER 41

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As a result of Sofia's obsession with Mandala. He is able to do anything for the sake of having a Mandala even get rid of those who dare to approach Mandala. Sofia deviates by tricking the Mandala family aide only to teach Ismalia a lesson by terrorizing a short message containing a threat.

Ismalia who got the message from someone became a little scared. Because of his fear he ended up staying at Erika's house. Ismalia who lay on the bed just went back and forth without closing her eyes. He was so agitated and afraid to make the throat feel thirsty.

Ismalia wanted to wake Erika up feeling unbearable. Seeing Erika who was sleeping soundly and the new time showed at 21.26 wib. Ismalia finally decided to go down to the kitchen by herself. Ismalia opened the door slowly and headed for the stairs. Turn on the light switch, take a bottle of water and pour it into a glass. Then he sipped it up the toilet.

Ismalia sat for a moment on the dining table chair. Remembering messages from mysterious people to daydreaming.

"Who is that man, why was I told to stay away from Om Mandala? Or is it from Om Mandala's girlfriend? But said Grandma Rita Om Mandala does not have a boyfriend or girlfriend. Moreover, his cold attitude is like a three-door refrigerator" Ismalia said in her heart.

"If so, why then threaten to bring lives again. Does that guy like Om Mandala?"

Ismalia stared at the cell phone she was carrying. Instead of pouring water back into the glass, he sipped. When sipping water in a glass, the sound of the phone sounds indicates incoming messages. Ismalia reopened her phone, shocked again the mysterious person's number sent a photo of a teddy bear covered in blood with a body slashed.

"Aaaa.." cried out in fear of Ismalia as she threw her phone on the floor.

Suddenly Mandala appears picking up Ismalia's phone and sees Ismalia's frightened face. Mandala was astonished and curious to see the contents of Ismalia's mobile phone that was still alive. With lightning fast Ismalia took the phone in the hand of Mandala.

"Ja-don't.." forbid Ismalia still afraid.

"You why? You seem to be scared?" tanya Mandala coldly stared at the clingy Ismalia.

Ismalia still fearfully did not dare to look at the face of Mandala who asked him.

"Ti-no, it's okay Om. Cu-cuma earlier he just met the cockroach on the table." said Ismalia lying.

Mandala continued to stare fixedly at Ismalia with her flat expression.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" mandala asked again with the same expression.

"I-Is were asleep but woke up. Because Is's throat is dry so thirsty. Then Is went down to drink water. Sorry, Is interrupting Om's sleep." clearly Ismalia is still face down.

"Yes, go back to sleep there. Already finished?" ask ketus Mandala.

"I-iya, it's Om. Then Is went up to the room first Om." said Ismalia left Mandala who was still in the kitchen.

Mandala continued to stare at Ismalia's back who was walking up the stairs until she reached Erika's room.

"Why him? Why is it like being scared?" mandala monologue in the heart.

"Ah...salah lah." said Mandala while taking a bottle in the refrigerator.

The mandala poured water into the glass and then sipped it until it ran out. Finish Mandala turn off the switch and then climb the stairs to the room.

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Tomorrow morning on Friday. The atmosphere is decorated with sunlight, dew points decorate the leaves, and the air is so fresh is also cool. Adding to the beauty of a blessed Friday. It is estimated that there are only 1 day to live the happy day of Mandala and Ismalia.

This morning Ismalia is being escorted by Mandala. Because Mandalas want to go to the office. Before returning home, Ismalia and the Bramantio family had breakfast together. The moment of family togetherness gathered in the morning was heard the clang of spoons and forks clashing with each other.

"Is, why don't you stay here again? Will I have to do it tomorrow morning?" ask Rita.

"Sorry, Grandma. Is will be leaving soon so Is will be fully with Mother and Father Nek." replied Ismalia.

"Ah yes, no papa. Next you will stay here." said Rita.

"Oh yeah, Man. You when he left, how mulu work is near Man's table the day." now ask Rita to Mandala.

"Yes, Buk. There's still a lot of unfinished."

"And you can get Ridwan to continue your work."

"Sometimes Ridwan is also looking for me Buk. So I have to stay. Just make a day of Buk."

"You're this? But you have to go home early?"

Mandala was silent at Rita's orders. Now back to silence without a conversation spent the food they eat. If it is finished, Mandala and Ismalia farewell. Mandala walked out and got into the car first then Ismalia followed. Mandala cars are traveling at medium speed.

In the car just silent, Ismalia stared at the street behind the car glass. Mandala occasionally turned her head towards Ismalia who looked like daydreaming to her.

"What are you thinking?" tanya Mandala shocked Ismalia.

A slightly aghast Ismalia turned to Mandala.

"Ti-no, it's okay Om."

Afterward Mandala did not ask back because their car had arrived in the alley to the Ismalia residence. Ismalia got out of the car not forgetting to also say thank you. Mandala did not answer Ismalia's words immediately darted away. Ismalia just stared for a moment at the Mandala car that was not visible. Then walked down the narrow alley to his house.

Arriving home, Ismalia said greetings to the kitchen looking for the whereabouts of her mother, Mastiara, who welcomed greetings from Ismalia. Mastiara was cutting vegetables and cooking. Ismalia sat down on the dining table.

"Eh...Is your son home?"

"Where's Buk's dad?" tanya Ismalia sat herself on the dining table chair.

"Your father has left early in the morning to the market and directly to the House of Dining." replied Mastiara.

"Yes, it's Buk. Is go to the room first."

Ismalia headed to the room to change clothes and then sat on the bedside. Picked up his phone in the bag. Want to open the phone turned out to be lowbat. He plugged the charger into the phone and then turned it back on without playing it. Ismalia returned to accompany Mastiara who was cooking in the kitchen.

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Rita and Erika also participated in monitoring the decorators. Never forget Erika immortalized the moment of decoration and then sent to WhatsApp Ismalia. Ismalia who was at home got a photo from Erika. Ismalia undergoes a custom where before the wedding ceremony the bride is not allowed to leave the house.

Ismalia daydreams remembering a message from a mysterious person last night. The crack open door voice Mastiara was monitoring from behind the door. Mastiara then entered the seat challenged right beside Ismalia. Mastiara reached for a hand and clasped to calm Ismalia who for a moment looked agitated and dreamy.

"What's up Is? What are you thinking? Would you like to say to Mom?" ask Mastiara.

"There's nothing, Buk."

"Then what makes you look nervous?"

"Not really, Buk. Is fine."

"Are you unsure of that decision?"

"I mean Mother? Less sure how?" ask Ismalia.

"About your wedding decision tomorrow. If you're still not sure, we try to talk from heart to heart to Rita's mother."

"This is Allah, Is already convinced. If you want to back off, it is too late. And if it is canceled, it is definitely the honor of Mother Rita and we who are at stake. I don't want it Buk." Ismalia explained.

"alright. May your decision lead you to happiness. Mom and Dad can only pray."

"Yes, Buk. In Shaa Allah. Always pray Is ya Buk."

"Always, Son. Yes, I want to go back and make a cake for Rita. Fear of making and driving him."

"Yes, Buk. Is help ya Buk."

"All right."

Mastiara and Ismalia came out together to the kitchen. For the ingredients have been purchased since this morning by Mastiara. While Ismalia does not only pack the house and cook. A few minutes of the dough was mixed. Just put it in the mold.

There was the sound of someone knocking on the door and greeting. Mastiara and Ismalia stopped their activities, Mastiara approached the voice at the main door. Ismalia resumed the activity of burning cakes put in the oven. Mastiara opened the door as Rita's family driver Pak Rahmad was carrying a paperbag.

Mr. Rahmad was indeed told by Rita to deliver a bridal kebaya dress and Ismalia family clothing for the event tomorrow morning. Mastiara wanted to let Mr. Rahmad in but he refused because he had to return home.

"alright. Thank you sir for delivering it." said Mastiara.

"Yes alike. Then I say goodbye first. Assalamualaikum."

" Ra'alaikumussalam."

Mastiara went back to the room first putting Ismalia's wedding dress and clothes for the Ismalians. Then go to the kitchen to finish the activities of washing used cake making. Ismalia was curious about the person who came earlier.

"Who, Buk?" tanya Ismalia is putting the cake into one second print.

"Oh that. Mr. Rahmad is Rita's family driver. You're dropping off your wedding dress tomorrow."

"Ohh...Then Mr Rahmad didn't come in?"

"Udah. But he didn't want to say he had to go home soon."

There was no conversation between Mastiara and Ismalia. While waiting for the cake they made to ripen. Mastiara has completed his activities. While Ismalia has entered the room to open the contents in the paperbag that Mr. Rahmad brought earlier.

Trying to wear it, Ismalia saw the reflection of her face on the glass looks very fitting on her body and accents that are not too fancy. As if done trying it, Ismalia hangs the danger. Then head out to the kitchen to monitor the cakes they make.

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In the Mandala residence, the decoration of the pelaminan and the room are all ready. From big to small. Erika and Rita were delighted and amazed by the decorations made by the decorators. Rita's feelings at this time were mixed between happy and sad.

Glad when for so long his house was again decorated like this. Rita is sad to remember the moment where Mandala married Mama Erika. Then left everything for good when she was about to give birth to Erika.

Suddenly Mandala came out of nowhere since when to disperse Rita's daydreams that almost shed tears. Mandala tried to calm Rita by rubbing the mother's shoulder.

"What's up, Buk. Why crying?"

"Mommy doesn't cry Man. Just be moved. It has been a long time since that moment has now been repeated again."

Mandala did not answer from her mother's words. Rather just be silent staring at the decoration of the guarantee and the entire room.

"Man. You promise me that you will always take care of Is. She's a nice, obedient girl. I am sure you will feel happiness the second time with Is." said Rita while stroking Mandala's palm with slightly teary eyes.

"In the Lord, Buk."

Already done all, the decorators have gone home after receiving payment from Rita with a large amount. But it does not mean anything to the Bramantio family. Without feeling the day is almost Maghrib. The Bramantio family takes ablution and congregational prayers.

After the prayers of Rita, Bramantio, Mandala, and Erika are now enjoying dinner together.

"How about tomorrow's preparations, is it done?" ask Bramantio to Mandala when eating food.

"Alhamdulillah, it's all. Tomorrow just wait for the ruler to come."

Bramantio simply replied with a nod of his head.

"Oh yeah. Tomorrow don't forget to tell Mr. Rahmad and Mr. Agus to pick up Is and his family tomorrow at his house." Rita ordered.

"Yes, Buk. I'll tell you later."

There was no conversation between them. Just focus on eating food and feel finished there is no activity whatsoever. They also returned to their rooms.

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