The Samawa Till Jannah
– S2 – Episode 36. Inheritance.
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Anin who previously wanted to sleep, her bedroom door was knocked by Bude Wati. Anin opens the door and Bude Wati brings drinking water for Anin.
"This child drinks for you later if thirsty what?You will be out of the room tonight is not good, later you scream again." Bude Wati went into Anin's room and placed her glass on the nightstand.
"Thank you Bude, sorry to bother."
"No papa. You're sleeping now, Bude is going to sleep too." Bude Wati kissed Anin on the forehead and led Anin to get into bed.
"Assalamu'alaikum, sweet dreams, son."
"Waalaikumsalam Bude."
Anin pulls up her blanket and explores the dream world, Bude Wati turns off the light and closes the door.
"Where's ma'am?" Said Pakde who looked at Anin's room, Bude smiled and nodded.
"God now sleep, God willing, do not ponakan us sir." Pakde Edi carried Bude Wati's body up to the room they both.
Dream Beautiful...
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Morning arrived, finished the morning prayer, Anin washed his clothes and dried his clothes behind the house, there was a person who passed by to go to the rice fields, Anin washed his clothes, there are also those who bathe buffalo in small rivers, and there are also people who go to the market. Actually it is still a village and a village, but it is like a place where people are so crowded.
Here it is not allowed to build a project area and create an office, anyway it must be safe for the review of the project place.
People here live a simple life, only Pakde the same few people who have a condition capable.
"Well, there's Mr. Edi, why did you come home?"
Actually the house of Ibu Anin and Bude Wati different villages, but it's the border with the road ahead of the alley. So, the step has arrived.
"No papa, just do it." This person is notoriously friendly and if there is a bad story and good that person must be told in front of the person directly, not kayak at the house of Mother.
"Where is her husband?"
"My husband works out of town, so I stay here."
"That's it, just keep going until grandpa, grandma. Then we'll excuse you,"
Whahuh? God, why did the wound suddenly come again?
"Everything is a test and a trial, but I have to be passionate. Did I go home first, make this news?"
Anin threw the squeeze water out of the bucket and put the bucket into the bathroom.
Anin stepped into the kitchen and her Bude again blotted out the seasoning.
"What kind of a bite is Bude?" Anin approached her Bude and saw there was a young jackfruit that had been in small slices according to the same size tempe.
"Sayur nangka ndok. Sama later fried to know there continues to be sambel terasanya."
"Yaudah then, I went to the same tofu shop as tomatoes, terasi ya Bude."
"Yes ndok, all walks. Later can be healthy and develop a baby that is in your stomach."
"Assalamu'alaikum." Mr. Pakde who just went into the house.
"Valaydark, Pakde. Where's Pakde? No, I wasn't squirming."
"Pakde's habit was finished praying at dawn in the mosque continues to sport." Pakde took the crackers and took a small plate, he put down the sambal powder. He washed his hands first and ate his crackers.
"Yaudah Bude I'm leaving.
Assalamu'alaikum,"
"Waalaikumsalam, ma'am, I met a lawyer on the street. He said his divorce trial would be held later, because his lawyer Rifa'i he must do this divorce." Pakde the Kriukk-kriuk ate crackers, Bude looked at him. While also eating pingin crackers.
"Well, how can you? That kid can't be trusted,"
Bude put the coconut milk in and raised the fire of his stove to quickly boil.
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Anin who was to the stall, she chose to think of Rifa'i's house.
"Do I have to go to Rifa'i's house, okay I'll go there, but later if Bude confused how? No papa, it will be your own responsibility." Anin dismissed the angkot and entered the angkot.
"Where's mbak?" Ask the driver
"Sudirman Street Number fourteen sir,"
"it's far away. We just want to be near here, if you want to wait, it's angkot towards the city mbak."
"Can't you, sir, go to town?"
"Jude, then. If the city's angkot departs at what time sir?"
"So soon also come mbak, it was already on the go all."
Anin came out of his angkot and his angkot just walked away, Anin waited for his angkot.
Finally there was a passing city angkot and Anin waved his hand to ask to stop.
Angkot stopped and Anin went into the angkot.
"Where are you going, mbak?" Ask the driver by running the car.
"You go to Jalan Sudirman number fourteen, sir. I want to go back to that house."
"Good mbak."
The other passengers were staring at Anin with a smile and there was also a whimper, focusing on the phone.
A few minutes had gone by, arriving at the towering house and the other passengers were shocked by Anin.
"The real mom?"
"What's wrong, sir?"
"It's mbak's house."
"Yes,"
"O Allah, this is a famous person in this city. Reliable business people until people in the city just know that this house, Pak Rahmat's house."
"That's my in-laws."
"What mbak? Can we get a picture of Mbak?"
"I'm sorry I don't have time." Anin stay away and pay the angkot, well this is like the netizens who like julid later.
Anin rang the bell and the gate was opened by the security guard, he entered the area of Papah Rahmat house quickly, so that netizens who like to love the person, did not interview Anin.
The security guard was surrounded by people and aided by other guards, closing the gate.
"Ehm, I'm sorry sir, is there papah?"
"Some, let me take you inside!"
"Thank you, but don't."
"Well Miss, then be careful."
"Yes." Yeah."
Anin went into the house and there was Rifa'i who was interviewed with the same lawyer Papah Rahmat.
"Assalamu'alaikum reward."
Everyone was shocked and looked at Anin with an unusual look, except for Rifa'i.
"Son, when are you here?" Papah Rahmat approached Anin and Anin greeted the hand of Papah Rahmat.
"Sorry, I was going to the house but I was thinking of coming here."
"Sit down, son. This is Mr. Robby, he's a papah lawyer."
"I'm Anin." Anin cheered him up and smiled.
Anin sat on the small sofa and glanced at the pensive Rifa'i, somehow daydreaming what?
"How Sir?"
"So, I will drop this inheritance into the hands of the wife of Rifa'i, Anin Fitri Ani."
"What pah? I can't do it pah dong, I'm a papah boy. I don't consider papah's son that, my reward papah's own biological son, why the inheritance fell into the hands of Anin Pah?"
" Everything is done, if you still do not change your decision, papah will not change the decision papah also. Please sir please write earlier, and I'll sign the stamp sir!"
"It's Sir!"
"No papa than this woman, mending I throw away the legacy. It's also useless." Rifa'i said in her heart with a glance at Anin so cruelly.
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