The Secound Choice's
Seven Three
Almost ten o'clock in the evening, a black car stopped right in front of the house whose fence was sealed shut.
The driver got out and opened the back of the trunk. A small suitcase and a backpack he placed right in front of the fence of the whitewashed house.
A pair of young couples approached the driver and gave him some money.
"Sorry, Doc. It's quiet again, the change ...."
"Take it. Pray for us." cut Hafiz before the driver checked all pockets on his pants, shirt or jacket. He held Syifa shoulder to briefly meet face to face and looked back at the driver.
"I pray that the doctor and the doctor ma'am will last the household, sadinah mawaddah warohmah."
"Aamiin." answered the two, not forgetting to include a smile
While from behind the window, two pairs of eyes lurked in the darkness. The two looked at each other, each holding a question that was ready to be thrown when the young couple entered the house later.
"Go open the fence, Bi. I am impatient! Whose son did he bring these nights!!!" the Ummi Ana's
"The wife may be, Mom. It looks so friendly." Bi Lastri replied
"What wife? Cooking is married Which is not said to know! It's fast!"
"Because ... The fence's been opened, ma'am. Kan den Hafiz always carry the key ...."
"Ck! That's it open that door!"
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"Assalamu'alaikum!" said Hafiz, the man walked around to his suitcase
"Assalamu'alaikum, Eyang!" Syifa stretched out her hand, and kissed the back of the old woman's hand
The woman who opened the door grew astonished, the question in her mind had not been answered but a new question had appeared, Bi Lastri looked at Hafiz in surprise while Hafiz gave a smile while putting her index finger in front of her lips.
"Mas! Just shut up. Mas said Eyang would welcome us with a warm hug. Where??! Syifa was scared!" he said shaking Hafiz's arm and whispering
Before getting an answer from Hafiz, the living room lamp that had died was now on.
"Hafiz is me! Right here!" said Ummi Ana looked at the two young people with a cynical look
"How dare you take a girl in the middle of the night, Fiz! Whose son is this?" Ummi Ana was angry, looked at Hafiz and then alternately looked at Syifa, the girl looked down. Do not wait long for warm liquid to fall one-on-one to the floor.
"Eyang. It's Syifa! Hafiz's wife." explained Hafiz, Ummi Ana was surprised
"Hafiz explain! Hafiz explain! We sit down together ... Eyang." Hafiz calmed the woman who always looked after him
They walked to the living room sofa. Syifa kept her head down, not daring to look at anyone, not even her husband.
Hafiz explains the truly beautiful process of marriage, the process by which God finds them in a single unplanned bond of marriage.
"Oh Allah, may Allah guard your marriage. Give you righteous and righteous descendants, lasting until Heaven, Aamiin."
"Here hug, Eyang. Sorry, son. Who does not know the story like this." hug Ummi Ana to Syifa, Syifa who had been silent again crying this time even louder than before
"Dueh ... Anyang! Pake was angry." ledek Hafiz, the princess became more and more guilty
"Already, Nduk. Maafin Eyang's. Yes it is, son. Don't you doubt it anymore." Ummi Ana patted the back of Syifa who was still in her arms.
"It's okay, Eyang. It's not wrong. Syifa was crying because she was so happy, Eyang. Syifa has a grandmother of four now."
"A lot of it, Nduk? Your grandfather was polygamous?" ask Princess, please,
The question made Hafiz laugh, Syifa pinched her husband's stomach.
"Ouch! Ouch!"
"Racaine! It's good to be happy ..." Syifa's lips manyun
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Sorry yes old new update, to write it needs a good mood, a few weeks this mood author kayak rose roleerkoster. Never mind writing, open the application only males, sorry for waiting a long time. God willing this story will not be made hanging, if there is an age, as much as possible this story will be finished author. Only time that does not know when 🤣
The next update still does not know when yes, I want to calm the mind first 😊🙏