The Love of Habib
Chapters 26.14
"Have you asked?" The husband asked.
Aunt Rumi shook her head. Today in a good mood and spent time arranging dried roses for his nephew as a 'welcome' gift to his beloved niece. The dried rose she had brought from home was a dried red rose. Hey, even though dry make no mistake, the smell is so bubbly. Indulge the sense of smell to make the body relax. Almost everyone in the family uses the fragrance of roses for their natural money in the house. There is no special reason, besides having a sweet fragrance, roses also symbolize affection which is often suspected the reason why these roses are scattered at home. But the truth is not so. The ancestors only liked this flower so they planted and dried it for home use. There are even some family members who deliberately take perfume making education so that they can extract oil in roses to serve as a natural perfume without alcohol content.
"No, mas. Later after dinner, Uncle himself talked to Aish. I don't think he'd mind going home. Because he has no home other than ours and his father's family also has problems in their character, so letting Aish go home is not a good choice." Aunt Rumi said with a smile.
The husband was silent. Looking at his smiling wife, hesitating, he then asked, "Then, what about Habib Thalib? Now our niece knows she has a husband. And naturally the couple did not separate, especially now they are being hit by kasmaran."
Aunt Rumi did not consider the dizziness her husband's concern.
"If Habib Thalib wants, he can come with us home. For now, there's no way he's taking Aish to his family. The Thalib habib family were all close to settling in Qatar, Egypt and Yemen. They split up in several countries. It takes a lot of travel and readiness to get there. They might not have gone there that fast." When bringing up the matter of where the new couple lived, Aunt Rumi's heart was struck by a dilemma.
It's nice to see her nephew has someone who will always take care of her wholeheartedly, but at the same time she's not willing to let Aish go. He desperately wishes Aish to settle down in Indonesia, at home with the rest of the family to make up for the yearning years.
"Okay, don't think too much. I will speak to Habib Thalib about the matter of where they live. Besides, there was Uncle. Habib Thalib would definitely listen to Uncle's advice and consider it. So you don't worry."
Aunt Rumi was finally convinced by her husband. His heart felt light again. With a bright smile on her face, she refocused on arranging the dried roses and arranging them as beautifully as possible while making sure the fragrance spoiled the sense of smell.
"Aish will love it, ma'am. You see, Arumi used to also like the dried roses that I assembled. She said pretty."
The husband smiled gently, he rubbed the top of his wife's head lovingly. Arumi and Rumi have a long age. And maybe because of this distance, they were very sticky and inseparable during the years together.
"Em, he must be really happy."