
The day of Rahman's arrival arrives.
I didn't pick her up.
So did my otangtu.
From the news I heard from Mother, Rahman's parents celebrated the arrival of his son with a quite lively welcoming ceremony.
They invited almost all villagers to come to the house to give a welcome to Rahman.
Rahman was greeted with great joy.
Residents are also served with a variety of delicious foods in the village.
Rahman's mother even ordered enough cake for my mother for her son's welcome celebration.
"Even if we have a bad past, it's the past.. For me kiylta still have to maintain good friendship.. I hope my order can be delivered on time, Buk, so as not to disappoint the guests who attend later.. And I also all invite Mother and Halimah also Father to come the day after tomorrow to the house." said Ibu Rahman that afternoon when he came home to order a cake.
"Goddessa Buk.. Thank you for entrusting my cake to entertain the guests of Ibuk.. I am once again sorry for the less pleasant past that has ever happened to us.. God willing, tomorrow I will come Buk." replied my mother politely.
Mother also had invited me this morning to come with her to Rahman's house, but I refused.
Rahman's Mother's words yesterday were quite clear hinting at how much she did not want me to be present at the welcoming event.
I think I quite understand her feelings as Mother.. He was afraid that if I returned to be good friends with Rahman, then it did not rule out the possibility that Rahman would come back to like me. She didn't want her son to marry a widow like me.
How sad...
Finished doing the Dzuhur prayer I lay lazily on the bed.
I haven't been home since I left home this morning to bring my mom Rahman's cake.
"Assalamualaikum.." I heard Dad's greeting from outside the house.
"Dad's home?Which mother?" I kissed Dad's hand.
Dad nodded slowly.
"Mother is still there.. At Rahman's.. Help first he said..Rahman sends his regards to you.. I've met him in person, apologizing for all you said to him.. Father also apologized to Rahman's father right in front of Rahman and the citizens.. You used to be too arrogant, you forgot how much GOD has the power to reverse someone's fate... I'm sorry, Dad, son." said Dad to me.
I was so moved to hear it.
"Dad no need to apologize to Halimah Well.. Dad's not wrong.. Everything that happens is of course with the permission of ALLAH.. Halimah is sure that everything you do is for the happiness of Halimah. Halimah is proud of the father who dared to apologize and admit mistakes. The current state of Halimah is not Dad's fault.this is a message from GOD that has indeed become the destiny of Halimah Father... I don't have to worry about anything.. Everything is arranged by the creator.. We must believe, GOD will certainly give the best for his servants.. Halimah dear Father.." answered me hugging her body that began to age.
"Dad loves you too, son."he replied while kissing my crown repeatedly.
"Well...What drama is this??" ask the mother who just arrived home.
"Mother..."I said in shock to break our arms.
"No Buk. This is your spoiled son suddenly hugging Dad." said Dad evasively.
Mom hugged me and then embraced me.
I also returned my arms tightly.
"Halima is so grateful to have such a great Father and Mother.. May the LORD continue to take care of Father and Mother, and continue to give Father and Mother health and long life until Halimah can make Father and Mother happy.. Halima wanted so much to make Father and Mother proud." I said praying in front of them.
"Aamiin.." answered them simultaneously.
"For us, since your presence is the happiest thing to date, son.. Father and Mother are very happy and proud to have a child who is so beautiful and sholeha.. is it Buk?" father said excitedly.
"Of course dong.." replied Mama seloroh.
We laughed together.