The Story Of Goddess Anjani
CHAPTER 1

In a corner of the city that is frenetic with the busy vehicles passing by, causing air pollution that can not be avoided, there is a village that is so and peaceful. There are still many trees arranged in every corner of the village, fresh air, comfortable atmosphere, free from air pollution. In addition, residents who like to be cutong royong and have a high sense of solidarity.

There, there is a manau with a size that is not too large, there are many people who are teaching there. Not far from there, seen a teenage girl, sitting in one corner of the surau room, while studying the holy book of the Qur'an.

She is Dewi Anjani, the daughter of Mr. Tarno and mother of Mirna. Her sweet voice made the people who were there stare at her full of admiration. Who does not know Dewi Anjani? Girl who is cheerful, cheerful, full of manners and likes to help people who are in trouble. He was never even moody.

His thin lips always singleness smile when crossing with citizens who greet him. She is a girl who sholeha, never once left prayer except in a state of unholy or coming moon.

He so eloquently recited the holy verses of the Qur'an, without knowing it, from a corner of the room not far from his place, there was one of the young men who continued to look at him meaningfully. The young man really admired Anjani's personality.

Girls who are so meek, sholeha, anyone would surely be overwhelmed by the beauty and personality so perfect according to their version, the youths.

Finished reading the holy book of the Qur'an, he then continued praying Isya' congregated there, also Wanda, his childhood friend and now growing up together.

Both his parents and his sister-Vania, also in Surau to perform congregational prayers.The weather is a little cloudy and like it will rain. Before long they finished Isya's prayer, the sound of thunder boomed in the wind.

Those who are there, rush to go home, not except Anjani and his best friend, Wanda. They both walked home to their house.

As usual, they went home with laughter. Arriving in front of Anjani's house, Wanda immediately went home, the distance of their house is not too far, about 6 houses from Anjani's house.

Anjani's mother and sister had arrived home first.

“Assalamualaikum,” said Anjani from outside the door.

“Waalaikumsallam,” sahut sister and also her mother almost simultaneously.

“Bapak hasn't come home,bu?” Anjani asked as she walked in and sat in the living room.

“Not yet, he said something was still in discussion with Ustadz Malik." replied the mother as she walked into the kitchen to prepare their dinner.

“Anjani, please help mom heat this vegetable, while waiting for my dad to come home, then we eat together,” Anjani then move from his seat and approach his mother in the kitchen to help.

Before long, Pak Tarno returned home in a wet state, it turned out rain when Anjani reached home.

“Bapak just came home?”

“Iya, so there is a little discussed with Ustadz Malik,” replied the father as he walked to the bathroom to change his wet clothes.

“Anjani, call your sister,we have dinner together, you've come home,”

Anjani just complied and called his sister who was in the room, not long ago they were sitting in the middle room with a mat, with a side dish so bad, they had dinner together. The togetherness that may not be valued by anything.

When he finished eating, Anjani tried to open the conversation.

“Why with Anjani,pak?Did he make a mistake?” Ask Ms. Mirna with a sense of caution, worried that her son made a big mistake.

Mr. Tarno shook his head and continued his sentence, "No ma'am, nak Malik expressed his intention, he wanted to propose Anjani as a wife, he also said he actually had long wanted to express that intention, he said,only now did he tell me the same father, he said he would come here tomorrow."

Anjani was surprised by what he had just heard from his father, he did not believe what he had just heard.

“Yes, it depends Anjani sir, wong he will live it,” replied bu Mirna while turning to see Anjani who was confused.

“Where's nduk?Are you willing to accept a proposal from nak Malik?” Ask father.

Anjani is confused as to what to say, with a little courage, she finally answers a question from her father.

“Bapak,ibu, forgive Anjani, otherwise Anjani still does not want to get married, Anjani also still want to work to help father and mother for school fees Vania,”

Pak Tarno just let out a long sigh. He also felt anxious about the age of Anjani who was still relatively young to have to live a household life. On the other hand, he also already agreed on what had been discussed with Malik at that time.

In a moment's silence, Mother Mirna said, "Anjani, you don't have to think about Vania's school fees, it's our responsibility as parents, you think you're old enough to get married,and one more thing, do not refuse if someone comes to propose, that is pamali, keep your soul mate,"

said Miss Mirna in a slightly angry tone.

“Mother,Anjani is only eighteen years old, it is still too early if to get married now,”

“Anjani, for mother, age does not guarantee the maturity of a person,"bu Mirna continued her sentence,"Lantas, what kind of man do you expect? According to the mother, son Malik is a child who sholeh, obeying worship, understand religion, I am sure he will be a good priest for you and your children later,” explained the mother while stroking long hair Anjani.

Anjani does not budge, does not feel clear flowing bulir wet his smooth cheeks. Pak Tarno only saw the debate of the two women who were beside him.

Actually, Mr. Tarno also still does not want Anjani married first, let him enjoy his youth with friends his age. Unlike the case with Mirna's mother, who insisted on not rejecting the good intentions of ustadz Malik.

They went to their respective rooms.

Anjani who is still sitting there contemplating every word of the mother.

Crying, tears can not be swaddled anymore.The more sad when he imagined would get married at a young age.

Time passed so slowly for Anjani, she glanced towards the wall fungus, at 00:00 AM local time.

With gontai on his feet from his seat, he will head to his room and try to rest.

********