The Tears Of Wedding
Chapter 55 The Weird Couple or the Special Couple

“Sreeng...” The sound of kale vegetables that I put in the pan. The aroma of onion and cayenne pepper that ripens so characteristically enters the nasal cavity.

My estimation is correct, guntur has returned from the field. Because the sound of the motor was already heard, I saw from the direction of the door of the Thunder mas was washing his hands behind. Immediately I headed towards Guntur mas while carrying a small towel. I took the boots that he had just worn and I gave him a shirt after the Thunder dabbling in the sweat that soaked his body. Clothes from the field even I squeeze quite a lot of water dripping, he looks smiling when he saw the glances of my eyes that had half shook his head when I saw the water from the squeeze of his clothes.

“It's been like a new rain shower huh dik..” He said.

“Alhamdulilah means healthy mas. deserved yesterday in check kok all stable.” My comment, because last week there was a free check at the polindes near the house. Mas Guntur who drove the father to the elderly posyandu also checked himself to check the levels of sugar, cholesterol and uric acid using a tool that all only paid 30 thousand.

“Lah how not healthy born minded manicured.. who used to be his wife.” Say mas Guntur who has sipped his coffee.

I already know my husband's schedule home, then there will be warm coffee, warm rice and vegetables are still warm as well. Today I just fry tempeh and saute kale also sambal terasi. All quite simple, but delicious if said mas Thunder. Because when I was cooking was still holding shalawat, when washing rice I was still holding shalawat and al fatihah.

“Ziyah still sleeping?” ask Guntur.

“Yes, usually sleeps long enough.” My speech.

Mas Thunder rushed to take a bath, I prepared lunch. We eat it together. I occasionally look towards the room. I didn't put a mosquito net in the room, worried Ziyah was overheating. So I sometimes see that there are flies or mosquitoes that perch on his face. Ziyah was only a month old. But he still likes to sleep 3 times during the day. Maybe because his body is getting puffed up then he likes to sleep in the morning before noon. When we finished our meal, we talked facing the room.

“Dik, the cottage plans will be built for the princess. Preparation for two more weeks there will be the addition of santri. Overnight mas was given money by Abah money to build the building, and after the mas with some worshipers made a budget rap, the funds were still minimal. Abah does not want to use stone foundation, use bricks only but mas is quite worried because of the location on the roadside.” Guntur Mas. I still see what my husband has to say.

“Then?” Ask me.

“The foundation stone in front of us leave for the construction of the cottage how?” ask Guntur.

We do have plans to build for the front so that the living room can now be used for the family room, Guntur also plans to add one room. So we started buying some materials. I smiled as Guntur asked my permission to give the foundation stone to Umi Ayu and Kyai Damar's hut.

“If for savings to the afterlife, mas ndak need to ask my permission.” My words are steady.

I was one of the students who admired the big Kyai KH. Maimun Zubair is famous not for his knowledge but also his simplicity. Even in his house there were no luxury items or furniture. Ah, I so remember I used to be mbatin, tomorrow if I have a house I want like Kyai Maimun ndak no big important thing can make njai. But today I unconsciously smiled.

“Smiles why?” Tanya guntur saw my lips were a little interested.

“Had originally had a home so he could make worship and want simple. Now God grant.” My speech.

Since there is Ziyah I and Guntur mas will teach naji night time ba’da maghrib beside the house. Mas Guntur makes one terrace place for small children. We asked for permission because many neighbors asked me to teach during the day, but I did not have time because now there is Ziyah. In addition, there was a presence of a santri from Java who taught to help Umi Ayu and Kyai Damar. So now this small house is used for teaching, my hope and Guntur mas so that someday our descendants can like to teach because they are used at home to teach.

After a few days some worshipers including Guntur mas came to pick up the stone in front of the house, but a problem actually unexpectedly came from Mother who seemed to be furious.

Mother came and gash Thunder even to the red of her face.

Mas Guntur finally entered and let some friends and worshippers transport the stones towards the hut. I've started to worry, what's the matter this time mom will be angry. From the look on her face can be guessed, mother seems to want to vent the contents of her heart that is hot.

“Sit!” Pinta mother pointed towards the seat. I and Thunder like a little child sat obediently in front of mom.

“You guys are! I used to adopt Ziyah, she was silent. It costs not a little! Now you understand you want to wake up to look forward! How even that was donated! You feel rich! If later you guys why-why what Kyai Damar it will help! Huh! Don't be so pretentious! Just normal life!” Said mother with eyes bulging sound also I can make sure to go to the house of Mbak Ani also Neneng because Ziyah to wake up.

Mas Guntur glanced towards me as I was about to enter the room to take Ziyah. It seems that Guntur did not defend himself. Finally, she came home after almost an hour of giving a lecture to us that was considered a waste of money. At nightfall I folded the clothes I had not folded in the day trying to calm my heart.

“Mother what did not think all this time me if you do not think sisters and mothers may already be rich…” Said Guntur mas while looking at Ziyah's face which he deliberately hugged because of the rain earlier accompanied by lightning.

“Mas... “ Remember me on a disappointed looking Thunder mas and mother's way of thinking.

I actually understand the intention of Thunder. For both of us this world is not something that must be fought for too much, if there is money coming to us and must come out because it helps families, people or for the benefit of the seekers of knowledge, if there is money that comes to us, that's better than we keep. There was already Ziyah among us, but we were indeed said to be a strange couple by mother. Because if other parents are busy competing to collect as much treasure to be left to their children after they die, guntur and I prefer to leave the knowledge and educate Ziyah to be a strong person and sholehah. Not that we don't think about Ziyah's future, but Allah will not let his servant starve to death as his servant struggles to find something to prop up his stomach. In fact, Ijem alone in the cage every day there is a provision especially humans who are given reason and lust, for me and Thunder we are more busy investing our property, our age, our age, during our time we can still breathe for the way of Allah's preaching, one of which we help smooth the process of learning and teaching at Kyai Damar School Boarding School, even the Thunder mas now he said in rumors in some worshipers there is a desire because it is so obedient to Kyai Damar. Understandably, among the lay community the way we respect Kyai Damar and Umi Ayu is considered excessive, whereas in the Book of Ta’lim Muta’allim that respecting Guru is one way to respect science.

“Hopefully someday mom will understand why we are like this mas, bairin is said to be strange as humans including mothers. What is important to our God is a special couple.” My words made Thunder mas smile towards me.

‘Pair special’, are two words pinned by Umi Ayu when I and Guntur say goodbye to pick up Ziyah at that time.

“Age now many perfect couples, romantic couples. But if I prefer to pin you two with a special couple.” Said Umi Ayu who thinks we can be so seiya sekata and in line.

I just think maybe my teacher and parents' ridho first, so that the beginning of marriage that feels irregular because not love now actually grows true love. We are busy seeking the love of God through every step, every utterance and every attitude.