The Light of Love for Seroja
CCUS 90: Dreams and Angan Seroja

"An, stop! I just saw you busy to and fro cleaning and tidying up the house!"

The judge gave Ana instructions to stop her from doing something that kept her busy. While holding the small body of Alamanda who was asleep young Ustadz looked so astonished because from earlier the work of his future wife never finished. Starting from washing, sweeping, mopping and cooking. And no matter what happened to Alamanda, it was not usual for the little girl to fall asleep in the morning like this. And now it looks pretty cool.

While drying clothes next to the house, the woman who would soon become the mistress of the Judge was just chirping softly. "Just leave this Tadz. After this all my work is done. So it's a responsibility if I stop getting here."

The judge nodded. "It's a good thing you're not my wife An!"

Ana flabbergasted. The eyes that had been fixed on the blanket he was drying, now he shifted towards the Judge who was sitting on the terrace. "What do you mean by Judge? I don't understand."

"After you officially become my wife, when I ask you to stop your activities, you should immediately do An. Can't argue with him."

Ana chuckles amusedly. The young ustadz could have talked about it. "If the responsibility, it's better to finish first, right Tadz?"

"There is nothing better for a wife than to go to her husband as soon as possible when called, An. And stopped her activity when the husband asked for it."

Ana just nodded slowly. "Alright Ustadz. Tomorrow I will obey what the judge's order ustadz."

"Well, that's much better An. Can I ask you something?"

"What is Tadz? If I can afford it, I'll give it."

"I'm sure you can do it An."

"What is Ustadz?"

"Can you not call me 'ustadz'?"

The successful Judge's request forces Ana to link her views to the Judge. "What do you mean by Judge? If I don't call with an ustadz call, then what should I call?"

The judge only sighed deeply while clucking softly. "Aren't there many other calls besides ustadz? Mas, Bang, Kakanda, Kangmas or maybe Ayang bebeb like the young people call his lover?"

For a moment, Ana tried to digest what the Judge said. And immediately made him wake up when trying to digest the words of the bebeb who was thrown by the Judge.

"O Allah, this Ustadz exists only. When did I call Ustadz ayang bebeb? Seems too much."

"An, as I said, there are still many not calls other than ustadz? Come on, let's just say it's an order from your husband. And you as a wife must learn to obey."

Hearing the word 'husband-wife' made Ana's face reddened even more because she blushed embarrassedly. "Alright, from today I will call the Ustadz Judge with the frills of 'gold'."

"Well, like that much better An. And I asked for one more thing. If you're talking to me, don't use formal language. I said you could replace it with me. Hows it? Deal huh?"

Ana could only nod softly. "Hmmm okay, Judge. From today, I'll call the magistrate and replace my word with mine."

"MashaAllah, that sounds so sweet."

Ana just shook her head. It turned out that the Judge's request was so simple as this and it certainly could be fulfilled.

"Oh yes, after we get married, where will we live?"

"We live in my mom's house and my dad's house. Alamanda's coming with us."

Ana nods happily because Alamanda will be staying with her. But there was one thing that was a big question mark in his mind. "If I were to live with my father and mother, and Seroja went with Randy, then what would this house be? Will it just be left empty?"

The judge put a smile on his lips. Previously, he and Seroja had talked about this. And the two have agreed on one thing. "After we all got married, Seroja intends to make this house as one of PSKW."

Ana's forehead shriveled a little. "WPSKW? What is Mas?"

"PSKW is short for Women's Social Workplace. Well, Seroja plans to cooperate with social services in this region to manage this PSKW. Later, PSKW planned by Seroja will provide training to women who need a container to empower what is their ability. As in the field of dressmaking, fashion, cosmetology, and whatever it is most important can be one of the containers for women to be able to hone their skills."

"MashaAllah, is this the idea of Seroja, Mas?"

Judge nodded. "Yes, this is one of the dreams and ideals that Seroja wants to realize. If asked why he was so eager to establish this PSKW, he only replied that he did not want to see women to pursue a job that they should not do. You can understand that, right An?"

"Yes, I can understand that. Maybe the past Mbak Seroja itself that makes him have such dreams and ideals. That the woman is a noble being, and it is fitting that they obtain a noble work."

The judge merely put a smile on his lips.

May the good you have planted and the sincere prayers of those who pray for you, may lead you to true happiness, Seroja. The heaven of God.

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"Mas, can you stop looking at me like that?"

Seroja who was watching the employees in doing their work in the production room, but was disturbed by Randy's gaze that felt so stabbing his heart. Although the distance between her and Randy was quite far, the twenty-seven-year-old woman could feel Randy's gaze. Which immediately makes his heart beat fast irregularly and leaves only nervousness alone.

Randy laughed. He approached Seroja, trying to cut the distance. "There's something wrong with me staring intensely at my own future wife, dear?"

"Yes, there's nothing wrong, but your gaze is like... "

Seroja deliberately paused his speech and managed to make Randy wonder. "What's it like, honey?"

"Like ghosts. Which gives me goosebumps and my hair brushes for a moment!"

Randy hardened his laughter and succeeded in making the employees in this room turn to Randy. And they also smile to see the boss mom who looks happy when with Randy.

"You should get used to it, honey. Because I will forever be a ghost who will always disturb your inner peace. And make you never escape the entanglement of my love."

Seroja is just flabbergasted. "Mas Randy!!"

Randy laughed for a moment. I don't know why tempting his future wife is a happy thing for him. "Haha... Love you Honey!"

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I put PSKW in this novel. At that time it was Misua who practice the field at PSKW like this. Taking a social science major that makes him often struggle with things like this. Rehabilitation centers for former drug users, PSKW (female social workers) and disability rehabilitation centers are often visited by misua. At that time I was invited to visit the rehabilitation center in Bantul (specifically disabled) and it feels waow once☺☺

Why not your own experience Thor? Hihihi hihihi I am only a High School graduate so if about something like this I consult directly with him. It's not just about those parlors. About the cafe that I often put in my novels is also a real life lived by misua. Studying in the social science department, but after graduation even intensely participate in the business per cafe-an with his friends. It is a little not connected, but it is okay that is important to be a source of sustenance to support his family. And thank God his provision is indeed in the world per cafe-an☺☺☺

Who asked Alamanda who would be missed in this part huh Kak... And who asked if Alamanda would be able to see again? The answer is in..... hihihihihi hihihihi keep following this story until the end yes dear brothers 😍😍😍