The Tears Of Wedding
Chapter 24 The restlessness of my heart

I was enjoying my journey with my childhood friends in the back of my father and mother's house. Suddenly the mother's voice made me quickly swallow the young mango that I had colet sambal rujak. I even closed my eyes and shuddered as I was able to swallow that spicy, salty and sour taste.

"Kar.... Nduks.... Your HP muni, Nduk... " Call mom.

"Snap... Mom" answered me.

I quickly ran towards the house. I wish it was a call from Guntur mas. Last night he told me that he had two important events today. I was suspicious, what event is important to ask me not to call. Let Thunder contact me. I just obey. But when I saw the phone from earlier I charger was a call from Umi Siti. I unplugged the charger cable. I got a call from Umi Siti.

"Assalamualaikum, Mi." Answer me with gesture bowing my head. I don't know, even though voice calls are not videos. My body seemed accustomed to looking down while talking to my teacher. I remember the position I was in at the cottage a lot. Whereas for posture, I am taller than Umi Siti and Umi Laila. Then I always lowered my head to make it look a little shorter.

"Wa 'alaikumus salam. Nduks.... Umi this morning a message. If you want to go back to Sumatra, stop by ndalem e Umi." The voice of Umi Siti is very slow. I even pressed the loudspeaker button to make it sound clear.

"Nggih umi, insyaallah. Kalih sunday malih kulo wangsul dhateng sumatra. Kula ajeng nyukani news Umi menawi ajeng dhateng hut." Answer me.

{Yes Umi, insyaallah. Two weeks later I returned to Sumatra. I will tell Umi if you want to go to Pondok.}

Umi Siti also closed our conversation with greetings. I was curious, there was a matter of what until Umi Laila asked me to stop by first to her ndalem. I'm not too close to Umi Laila. But under his care as the founder and caregiver of Pondok Pesantren Kali Bening, I know very well his ethics. Even Umi Siti deliberately looking for santri abdi ndalem Umi Laila to be in her ndalem first, after that it was moved to ndalem Umi Laila.

"What's up, so curious. Did he have a visit to Sumatra?" My muttering.

I also went back to my phone. No incoming messages from Guntur. But the message from Mbak Ani actually made me curious and had thought badly.

{Le muleh when is Kar? Don't miss me mbek Neneng Opo?}

(When did you come home? don't you miss me and Neneng?)

I smiled as I read Mbak Neneng's message. I finally took the initiative to call Ani. When the phone connection was connected, I was grumbling.

"He said kangen. Kok suwi tenan le picked up the phone." My speech.

(He said long. I took the phone off from me for a long time)

"Well, iki loh Neneng. Busy ae jarene don't need to be lifted." The typical voice of Mbak Ani made me hold back a laugh.

"Why not? Jerene Misses..." Ask me a curious.

(Well, he said he missed)

"Anu... Mm mm.... " Ani's voice suddenly stopped. I heard about my two best friends.

"Opo toh Ani.... Come... secret opo karo me...? " Task me curious.

"...." - ".Silent

"Sir Ani...." Call me.

"Sopo nggon?" Ask me again.

(Rewang\=help cook in the place of the people)

"Halah. sok yo ngerti. Wes ndang bali Sri's.... We miss, karo kowe..... " The melodious voice of Mbak Ani with the tune of Mas Didi Kempot makes me laugh.

(Either tomorrow you know. Already, cepet back to Sri... We miss you, we miss you)

"Can Ngunu... opo anyway?" Answer me curious.

(And so.... What's the matter?) ask me more and more curious.

There's no Answer. Ani's mother was just like evading.

"Wes yo Kar, snitch." His answer was to say hello.

"Getishalam." Answer me with a force.

'What's the matter, how I don't feel good' My mind asked

I connected Guntur mas who asked not to be contacted from last night until today and tomorrow. As well as the attitude and attitude of Mbak Ani also Neneng. It even crossed my mind, Guntur mas fulfill the request of the Father. I even like to imagine the Thunder mas ijab with Arum.

"Astaghfirullah's..... Astaghfirullah.... Mas Guntur may not be able to lie to you." Say me in my heart.

I'm back in the backyard. But my heart is nervous. When all my friends come home. I immediately took ablution. I went to the place where Father and Mother used to pray. One of my mother's words when I was a child and asked me what to do for prayer.

Mother replied if in the past, the teacher ngajinya said one of the fast prayers to be granted the existence of m i h r a b. Or it can be defined as a special place of worship at home. And I'm almost every time you're in this room. Mother is only qualified for us her children become sholeh and sholehah. Whether I've included sholeh or not, but I see how my mother focuses on us her children in her every prayer is not about her. Not about his personal desires, but for his offspring.

For me reading the Quran is one of the most powerful ways to eliminate anxiety and anxiety. Even almost 8 years survive accompanied by Guntur mas. The Quran is the best medicine and vitamin for my spirit. Then how much you hate my mother-in-law for me, I don't feel any pain. For my spirit I have always treated through the scriptures which I have made my place to cleanse my weak heart. It wasn't easy, the first years I even got inflamed. And until I reopened the note when I was at the cottage, Umi Laila was dawuh.

"The Quran can be a medicine, but it must be used. Let it not be just the esophagus. One of them is chastity. Take care of ablution and the second can it be Quran for valiant. His intentions are sincere, make our hearts connect lan Gusti God." The words of Laila I gave the quotation marks.

Then I returned to my intentions. Even the Guntur family did not know that I had memorized the Quran. Neneng and Mbak Ani do not even know, I when asked to read the Quran during the study of mothers of each client, I still open the quran even though I memorized. Because Umi Siti during the final event said if people memorize the quran it should be glorified. But for those of us who memorized it, we were asked to glorify others instead of being glorified. Moreover, those who are obliged to be glorified. So it was one of my ugeman (grip) during my husband's stay in Sumatra.

When finished almost 7 sheets. I was unable to continue my reading. My chest is tight, I wipe my tears. I raise my hand by praying to the owner of each soul.

"Oh my God, I beg you. Strengthen me for every destiny you give me. May the servant include your servant who is unaccepted and manut...." My speech.

I am sure that everything that happens in the future is by God's permission. So if Guntur marries Arum, it is of course by Allah's will.

"Aamiin Allahumma Aamiin. Qobul Rabb...." The sound of thunder from behind me.