The Story of the Children of the Juragan
134. The most beautiful gift after marriage
"Cold ayu, mommy. Take good care of yourself. Learn to be a good wife. You definitely can. Keep well the lack of a husband. Let no one else know." advice mommy to Wulan.
"In God, mom. Wulan will run mommy's advice."
The mother and daughter embrace each other. Then it was Daddy Marquez's turn, the grandpas and grandmas who embraced and advised his grandson.
They seem to shed tears. The taste of haru and sadness mixed into one.
"Titip my daughter yes, sis. If he can't be a good son-in-law. Please educate him slowly. Or sis can tell us. So we can advise her." said mommy Melati to mama Laura.
"In shaa Allah we will take care and educate him slowly. Because from this moment on we have considered Wulan like our own son."
"Thank you for your attention. I'm saying goodbye." The two beautiful women hugged each other.
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Meanwhile, as the road led to the car park, Leon was unceasingly staring at Fatim. Unaware whose car he was going to drive into. Causing car sirens to sound loud. At once he realized he had made a mistake. And pat her head.
Fatim turned to the source of the voice, and saw Leon grimacing in embarrassment.
'It turns out the bule was his behavior was really out of common sense.' his mind before getting into his car.
Mama Margaret approached her son.
"You're nothing at all. Time can forget the same car itself."
"Sorry, mam." Leon walked after his mother who got into the car he was riding in.
The Marquez family had indeed prepared a special car for the Leon family, when they visited Indo.
"You're in love with that girl?" chirp papa Marco, when he was in the car. Leon was just chuckling.
"Why can you talk like that? He's not Leon's taste, really."
"Be careful when you talk. Because our words are prayer." added mama Margaret.
"Mama. Like his ustadz just now his style of speech." said Leon.
"Eh, but in hindsight that's true, Le. Every mother talks something, it finally comes true. So from now on you have to learn to process emotions. Let's not talk too late."
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After the wedding is over at the title. It was time for Wulan and Salman to enter the room. He did the same thing as when Salman entered his room first. Spread his sight.
"It turns out to have a husband with a different background, it's fun huh. Even the feel of the house is different. So if I get bored, just go home to the other house." chuckles Wulan.
"Maybe. Never get tired of having a husband like that. Want you to search to the end of the world, still. Can't find a better replacement than me."
"Huh?" Wulan raised her lips, mocking her husband's adorable speech, because she was so confident in speaking.
"Yes, didn't you hear that?" Salman approached the window, and opened it. So that air can enter.
"The first person God sent for us, it was the best for us. If one day we feel bored with a partner, then look for another replacement. Believe me, it's the devil's way of breaking the sacred bond of marriage."
Wulan mangosteen heard her husband's explanation.
"If my husband is already good at religion, I don't have to be tired of going to the mosque to listen to religious lectures. I also do not need to waste money to buy a quota to be able to see live streaming lectures on mobile phones. I can listen to religious lectures as I please."
"That's not the concept either, dear."
Salman pinched his wife's very sharp nose. He put Wulan on his lap. Both are on the balcony. Then continue the conversation.
"Even if we are smart, or already know about something, we should not just stop. Later the science evaporates. Disappeared again.
Our purpose in coming to the assembly, in addition to seeking knowledge, also reminds us of the knowledge we have learned, so as not to forget. The next goal is also to tighten the friendship rope between fellow brothers and sisters.
Never think that taking out treasure in the way of God is a waste. Because then all will get their payback.
Like that one example. You buy a quota to see live streaming lectures. The money to buy the quota, will be replaced by God.
They can be replaced in the same form, or different. If you do not want Allah to count and be stingy with you, you must not count or stingy with Allah."
Wulan applauded loudly. Her smile was beautiful on her face.
"Alhamdulillah, I have a great husband. I will take care of him wholeheartedly, so that no one can approach him. Like I said, I was waiting for a candle, when my husband turned into a pig prick." said Wulan cheerfully. Salman patted his head while shaking his head.
"Is there no better equation than that? I'm your husband, you know." Wulan grimaced hearing the correction from her husband.