
Now, Maryam has been in the residence of Mr. Kyai. Bulek Halimah, her Aunt Firdaus took her to the room to rest.
What a lovely room. Like the bridal room, the jni room is also beautifully designed and full of flowers. Apparently Mr. Kyai is romantic too. Mary smiled happily.
He looked around the room,
There has been Food, Snack and drinks on the table flanked by 2 wooden chairs. There is a big sofa in the corner.
Very inconvenient.
Distant from her room in the house. Narrow and a bit random, so many things and Maryam confused to put where.
"after the break, the food is eaten, son Maryam. After this there will be your wedding ceremony." Miss Lek Halimah smiled kindly. " Mrs Lek came out first, prepared something else."
"Yes Bu Lek. Thank you very much."
Maryam opened the window, and breathed in the cool, soothing afternoon air of the mountains.
What an incredible view.... The towering mountain, under which the expanse of rice fields stretches the undak. And his gurgling river flow still sounded faintly faint.
Knock the door, force Maryam to open the door. It turns out that Mr. Kyai visited him
Maryam's heart thumped as the supreme heaven face appeared in her room.
" Now, Nyai is already my wife, so please don't be about me." His speech was gentle, but very intimidating.
"One more, Nyai's current position is 'Bu Nyai'. Please don't embarrass me."
Maryam. When did he ever oppose her? I never spoke four eyes either. How could he oppose this handsome Kyai sir?
Ooh, Maryam understands.
so that's how bad his reputation has been. And what did he say? To be Nyai's mother? God, what he's gonna do next, reading the hijayah, I'm hard.
"The guests and students are waiting at Pendopo." Firdaus smiled and ready to turn around and leave. But stopped, when he saw the food on the table was still intact. "Before going out, make sure the food and drink are gone." cold eyes do not want to be rejected. Idiho!
Maryam sat down.
The intimidating face earlier explained that Mr. Kyai was also not sincere with this forced marriage. Maryam is getting mute.
How will we be, son?
Maryam. If he was alone, maybe it wouldn't be this scared, but his son?...
Maryam sat down again in bed. Trying calm. It's okay, everything can be controlled. To be Nyai's mother?
Hm, who's afraid? He will teach Tawhid, the history of the Prophet, siroh and others. About reading Hijayah letters,.....
No cold sweat coming out. Regret not learning to read and write the Qur'an.
Maryam immediately went to the table, and ate her food. Whether because of hunger or fear of threats Pak kyai, the food was exhausted as well.
Meanwhile, behind the door, Mr. Kyai smiled with satisfaction. Yes, the first upbringing was given to Maryam. Seeing the experiment earlier, Mr. Kyai sure, Maryam already understand, who is the boss.
Mr. Kya tidied up his Kokonya and immediately sat down to blend in with his Uncle. There are still fifteen minutes before the show starts. The santri have gathered. But the guests haven't arrived yet.
Kyai Firdaus is very famous in this village. Not only the santri guardians but also the surrounding community respected him a lot. The late Kyai Samuri, the father of Firdaus was the pioneer of the entry of Islam in this village. He was the one who taught the villagers to pray, read the Qur'an and of course instilled the value of Islamic goodness. No wonder they respect Kyai Firdaus so much. Not only because of his father's big name, but because Firdaus was able to continue in his footsteps.
Just like his father, Firdaus also waives fees for his poor manners. The land that his father inherited was extensive. The saw is also extensive and it is enough to finance the operation of Pondok Pesantren. Moreover, Firdaus also opened a rice rescue business.
So the boarding house is only a reward field for him. More other efforts. Includes plans to create a tourist park.
His arrival in the tourist village the other day, actually also a study appeal effort, before he realized his plan. Who would have thought, not only the knowledge he got but also the soul mate. And Maryam doesn't know this at all. In her mind her future husband was just a handsome brondong who was unemployed.....
Maryam only recognized, after Firdaus appeared in his full uniform
Mariam...Mariam...It's easy amnesia.
But it is also understandable if Maryam forgets. They only met once, that was already three years ago. Mr. Kyai's figure in his mind huh... Like Mr. Kyai in his full uniform. Who told you, just a shirt like that.
Finally Mary came out. Her appearance is still charming.
A little bit of makeup had been fixed earlier.
Yes yes, he wants exactly what Mr. Kyai said. " Don't embarrass me."
Honestly he was a little nervous, but still trying to calm down.
Ms. Lek Halimah immediately greeted him and took him to a special female pendopo.
Mary was a little confused. Don't you think brides usually sit together? a little wobbly glimpsed by Mr. Kyai in the distance. The man remains charming. Next to her were Uncle and Ah. there were Hamam and Yaser as well. Maryam pleased. His son is no less charming than Mr. Kyai. They look comfortable and comfortable. I think Uncle and Mr. Kyai treat them well.
One by one the citizens came.
Who to the pendopinya all mother mother, teenage daughter and young child. Sitting on the carpet in this wide pendopo. Those who had finished experiencing it immediately shifted to find a seat to give other guests a chance. Chat for a while among themselves, then eat the food served then queue again to greet Maryam and leave home while tucking the envelope in her hand.
In the beginning, Maryam really enjoyed her role as Nyai Bu. It turned out to be fun at a cult like this.he.he..
Don't ask after...
An hour, two Hours, Three Hours, Guests don't stop coming. Flowing like water. Mary's smile began to be insincere again. The bag that Bulek Halimah prepared by her side. I changed what I know because it was full. His face began to grow.
In the distance Mr. Kyai stared intimidatedly.
Surprisingly, Maryam had seen Mr. Kyai joking with Hamam and Yaser, but why on Maryam his face was like that. Hid.
Maryam was upset. And had to put on her cheerful face again. Even though his body feels sore.