
"We're married, yuk!"
"What?!"
"Astaghfirullah al-adhiim!" Rayan jumped from the chair while massaging her chest as Seira's screeching sound buzzed in her ears.
"Bad boy! What did you say to Rani, huh? Do you want to hinder your career as a doctor? That's so!" cerocos Seira lightly banging his first shoulder.
"Agod, Mah! Forgive me!" Rayan made both hands as a shield to protect themselves from the attack of the mama.
Rani grimaces at the incident, while Fathya laughs amusedly. Mocking Rayan for being caught flirting with people's girls.
"Well, Mah! Huh, Mah! Be ill. Rayan is just anxious with Rani, Mah. Forgive me!" please, the young man while closing his ten fingers.
Seira snorted, her eyes filled with emotional turmoil staring at Rani. The girl smiled shyly, not feeling good when they were just joking.
"Don't beat this young man, Rani. Do your college. Why did Mom get so angry with you, anyway. You guys gotta graduate first, you work first. What kind of children would people be fed?" Seira pressed Rayan's shoulders in a fit of anxiety, both of her jaws hardened looking cute in Fathya's eyes.
"Yes, Mah. Naw. Rani said something, anyway. So, Rayan ajakin he married," said Rayan when he was the one who spoke up.
Rani raised an eyebrow in disbelief, her mouth slightly opened hearing Rayan's making up excuses. The young man blinked at him asking for cooperation, but Seira's eyes were so watchful that she saw the gurgle.
"What blink!" He rubbed his son's face, completely anxious with the young man's behavior.
"Just not yet, have not married anyone's child." Seira pinched Rayan's upper arm, swept over her quickly while grimacing.
Rayan moved, standing up from the chair. Permit the mother to sit.
"Sit, Mah. Ustadz said, If you get angry standing up, sit down! Sit down, mah." Rayan moved away from the chair and stood beside Fathya.
"No need to think about Rayan's invitation, yes. Stay in college until you get a doctor's degree. Be proud to father your mother. To be sure, I would also be proud to have a daughter-in-law of a doctor who has a great contribution to society." Seira smiled, her attitude softened when talking to Rani.
The girl commented a smile, returning Seira's hand. Grateful for his father, he was able to meet the good family. Knowing, even close to them. Most importantly, it will be appointed as a daughter-in-law as well.
There is so much happiness that God has put into my life. Which other favors of God do you deny, Rani? God raised you up for knowledge, and gave you a perfect family.
"Thank you, Mother. I'm very lucky to be well received in this family. If you agree I got married this close, I have no problem. I can still continue my lecture, and certainly will not be a slander if Kak Rayan nganter me to the house at night," said Rani smiled sincerely from the bottom of her heart.
Rayan's heart melts, so does Seira, even Fathya who has not understood felt the novelty in her heart.
"Where is this, Rayan? You have to take responsibility! Oh, Mamah feels old because soon she will have a daughter-in-law," said Seira as she wagged her hands near her face as heat spread in her eyes.
He cried, stood up and hugged his son. Banging around in dismay due to the young man's careless speech, left him in a state of anxiety. What Rani said was true. Marriage is done to avoid slander.
"By, Mamah. The mother has a daughter-in-law, really. It's ustadz Alfin, Naina's brother's husband." Fathya snorted, folding both hands on the stomach.
That's different, Fathya. Rayan is a son who was biological for nine months and Mamah was born.
"Yes, after returning home from Naina's reception, we went straight to Rani's house to propose to her." Fatih came and agreed immediately after hearing their debate.
"Mas!" Seira raised her face looking at her husband. The man smiled and nodded, Seira's lips pulled upwards.
While Rani gulped, her face was deathly pale. Not this Sunday too!
He glanced at Rayan, the young man playing his eyebrows up and down.