The Samawa Till Jannah
– S2 – Episode 49. Marry me!
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The world becomes beautiful when there is no resentment and peace will arise by itself, if we are equally complementary.
Bude stirring his porridge in the bowl with sprinkled fried onions. "Where is money no longer his father? The play went on." Bude spoke with his porridge and stirred up the tea he had made for Pakde, for Bude's mistake earlier. Pakde was watching the bude, so misbehaved and stared at his mustache in the glass.
"Sir, here's the tea. I want to bribe your bangs, I'm sorry about the past. Mr. Sebel sir, that's his father not going back and forth. Kan kasian sir, what has died means if not returned?" Bude put a glass of tea on the table.
"What?"
Pakde who stroked the sideburns of his mustache and fumbled his mustache, which was long meant to be shaved if it was long.
"Your father, what's wrong? Mother was surprised by the father, every talk about his adek is not too on the handle."
"Why do you want to do something else, Mom?"
"Yes, not how."
"Well, if so, please deliver the porridge later afraid that Anin lemes in the middle of a dream what? It's always the wrong father." Threatened Pakde, it is true. Bude there's no such thing as a wrong word, if he's really wrong means the first time he'll admit his mistake where? Can be explained well.
"Okay, well mom wants to go to Anin's room now. Don't forget to clean the kitchen!" Bude said by taking a tray at the dining table and stepping off to Anin's room.
Open the door handle, kreek... The sound of the door, Bude carefully carried his porridge and stepped inside.
"The soup has gone to sleep, if so here first, let later on eat with Anin." Bude said, Bude pulled his blanket up to his chest and briefly peeked Anin's forehead.
"Bude stay first son, if anything call Bude. Assalamu'alaikum's chat.." Anin's lips umik-umik and looked to the side, it turns out budenya has gone.
"Allhamdulillah... Must have been Pakde Sama Bude had a fight because of me. I just can't trouble them, I have to be strong." Anin stood up and picked up the tray on the table, her mouth occasionally tasting.
"Mom's cooking kangen this way, mom how are you? I'm good here mom, mom's good there too. Mother said, you cannot be a weak woman in front of a man. I must be strong and passionate, God willing, if there is a call from a religious court, I will fulfill."
Anin ate the porridge and Bude suddenly went inside, Anin was surprised that Budenya entered. "Aren't you sleeping, son?"
"Hehehe sorry Bude, just closed his eyes. Keep the smell of the porridge immediately bubrah all the dreams I renewed earlier."
"Oh yes, you are. Bude is so embarrassed, because of bude cuisine. Not delicious?"
"Enak polllll Bude... Until the smell of the porridge stings in the nose." Praise Anin, let Budenya be praised to be able to praise his people already seneng.
"Haha... You can just... Bude would like to say, if later you dropped the talaq to two how?" Bude said, Bude discussed Anin's divorce and Anin scowled.
"How else do you want Bude? If Rifa'i has dropped talak, then I must also accept and give Bude." Anin continued eating her and Bude sighed.
"If it's your decision, Bude and Pakde will support you son. Don't change your decision, son! Bude doesn't want you to change all the decisions." Anin nodded and after finishing, Anin placed the tray in Bude's hand.
"Sorry Bude, please take it to the kitchen!"
"Well then, bude to the kitchen first."
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Rifa'i smiled and looked at her room, there was a knock on the door. Make Rifa'i stand up and step up, opening the door.
"Sorry sir, the great sir wants to meet you now in his private room." Speak to the bodyguards respectfully and leave from Rifa'i's sight.
Rifa'i shuddered her shoulders and walked towards the private room of her papa. Arriving in the private room of Rahmat, Rifa'i went inside. There his papa was talking to someone, the feeling of this private room should not be entered by others, unless the Papah of Grace told and allowed to enter. But, Rifa'i did not need to think about it.
"Good morning Mr. Wijaya Koesoemo, how are you, sir?" Papah Rahmat also raised his head and looked at Rifa'i with a look of hatred, sharply swooping.
"Please go first!" Speak cold papah and the person also went from the private elevator papah Mercy in this room.
"The news is allhamdulilah well, how is the condition of the child who does not know himself?"
"Ooo, it turns out you called my name a child does not know yourself, meaning I am not your child means yes... Whose flesh is his blood? But my father told me that my son did not know himself. Please think carefully!" Rifa'i threw her butt into the chair that was usually occupied by the Papah of Grace.
"OK, papah does not want to talk now, papah wants to the point only. Do you want to marry the princess?"
"Hm, how's the reward? If you explain it so long, then how dizzy in the middle of the road? Who's the problem?" Rifa'i wanted to play around first to her papa, her papa could not be invited to talk with a cold head always wanted it hot.
"You don't threaten Papah! Papah wants you to answer now! Don't get hurt by papah!"
"Ohhhooo, papah I want to say yes, we're talking with a cold head. Do not always be hot, continue later if the heat there is a war!" Papah Rahmat stood up and sank his hands into his two pants pocket.
"Okay, papah give up. Speaking of this, please listen! Son, do you want to marry the Princess?" Say Papah Rahmat gently and Rifa'i smiled. Approaching the papa and holding a hand that has been wrinkled, sometimes also likes to tremor itself.
Rifa'i kissed her papa's hand, wanting her blessing and asking permission to marry the Princess. "Well, I would like that papah to allow me to marry the Princess!" Rifa'i.
"Ehm..." Papah thought about how his fate would be in the future? Papah still has a grudge against his father Putri, it is also because of the business competition that the era of the Bahulak.
"Marry son, if that's what you want. Papah will bless you, if you have dropped the third talaq for Anin, but papah will not give you inheritance rights. Papah wants you to live a simple life and papah wants you to see the Princess, will the Princess feel at home with you? Will the Princess be faithful and ready to accept all your circumstances?" Speak the Graces by removing the map and containing existing paper written by Rahmat papah.
Below there is a signature on the stamp that is the Papah of Mercy, while the other is empty. "Okay, fine if papah wishes so. Rifa'i will live simply, surely the Princess will be happy and willing to live simply." Rifa'i also signed the letter.
"It's a reward, nothing else."
"Tomorrow you will attend the office, for the discussion of the CEO who will replace you."
"High reward fast, is there already someone who will occupy the CEO chair pah?"
"Oh, papah already trusts someone who will replace you."
"Then I want to go to the office first yes pah, want to discuss the last project and it discusses project data statistics, how is the project development data? Successful or not." Rifa'i said by tidying up her clothes and going from the private room of Rahmat.
"Johnson, I'm gonna start this game. Did you succeed or did I? Let's see, my vengeance I haven't told you before. We'll meet later, I'll make this up to discuss our dark past." Say Papah Rahmat slowly, drinking water that has been prepared by the servant. Glekk...
"Allhamdulillah..."
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