The Young Married
09

"The Kyai Zafran family is outside" Imran told reporters.

"Yes, Na you finish this, keep making them drinks and grab snacks in the bupet" said his mother who spoke to Ghina again. The girl just nodded.

“Assalamualaikum.” The sound of greeting sounded from outside. Ghina turned her head, watching her mother open the front door.

“Wa’alaikumussalam, masyaa Allah Bu Nyai and Pak Kyai, please enter." Narsih welcomed the arrival of Kyai Zafran's family with a fluffy smile, in stark contrast to his expression a few minutes ago at the dinner table.

“Thank you," replied Bu Nyai while making conversation with Narsih.

Behind Kyai and Bu Nyai, a man with a tall posture and a sharp nose smiled, then greeted Imran. There was also another man whose face looked a few years older than the first man.

"How are you?" imran asked Maheer, who came in later.

"Alhamdulillah, as it seems," he replied and smiled. "Just this morning we met,"

"Do not be awkward, not really Her," said Imran with a sneer. Maheer chuckled softly as he patted Imran on the shoulder.

"Well, do you know each other?" narsih asked Imran and Maheer who were sitting next to each other on the sofa.

"Yes, one alumni. Man Jorong," replied Imran.

"Oah, pantesan. Uh, monggo Pak Kyai and Bu Nyai, sit down."

Kya Zafran and Bu Nyai nodded with friendly smiles. They talked pleasantries. Soon Ghina came carrying a tray of four glasses of warm tea and two jars of snacks filled with nastar and cassava balado chips.

"Ghina, sit down" his mother said. Ghina nodded as she cupped her tray in her stomach. His gaze had met with Fatih at a glance, but he immediately threw away his face.

“Not expecting today special guest arrival. So yes sober ma Nyai, I have not prepared anything.” Narsih frowned with an uncomfortable smile.

Kyai Zafran just smiled, while sitting with dignity in the living room chair. The clothes he wore looked simple, but still exuded extraordinary charisma. His facial lines are seen once if he is fatherly and firm.

“Iya Ma'am, relax. Forgive us too if it is too sudden. Earlier, I asked my daughter-in-law to tell my guardian Nak Ghina at school that we would be visiting. We don't want to be troublesome, just to straighten things out" explains Kyai Zhafran then sip a soft warm tea and put it back on the table.

"Eeh yes Mr. Kyai, Imran also said the same to me. Just shocked, Kyai suddenly visited my simple house," said Narsih who felt his family had no interest whatsoever to visit the Kyai family.

"No papa, this is all brother, Nar. I usually come here just for sewing. Sometimes it is official," said Ms. Nyai Zainab.

"Sweep Bu Nyai. I am even happy, Kyai family berilaturrahmi. Please drink the warm tea. Nak Fatih too and this..." Narsih stopped talking as her eyes caught Imran's friend.

"Maheer Ma'am" interrupted Imran. Narsih laughed softly.

"Yes Nak Maheer, please drink."

Maheer smiled with a nod of his head.

“Alright Mom. Sorry if we suddenly visited. But this is all for the good of our sons and daughters. About the problems that now afflict both. As parents, of course, we are worried if our children fall into the motions. Therefore, I here as a father figure want to make sure clearly and act to take steps to solve problems that involve not only our family but also the mother's family,” clear Kyai Zafran with soft tone. Ghina lowered her head even deeper when she heard Kyai Zhafran's words. He's so embarrassed.

“Iya Mr. Kyai, I understand. As parents, of course, we are worried about what our children do that violates sharia. But back again, mirrored, that it turns out that the self has not been able to educate the trust of God well. Honestly, I am very ashamed of Mr. Kyai. As a mother on the female side, obviously I feel that giving birth to a child brings disgrace to my own family and others" Narsih said with a downward eye. He feels guilty because his daughter is troubled and involves the Kyai family.

“Bu, don't blame yourself. We're not here to determine who's wrong. All of us want the best solution. But, I will allow my son to tell you everything that happened first, maybe Nak Ghina will also be able to tell from Nak Ghina's point of view" explains Kyai Zhafran.

“Actually, everything is slander. Ghina and I have also told the truth to the teachers at the school. But the family still does not believe. I'm just asking, please give both of us a chance to clarify that the photo is just slander. Give us time for that" Fatih said, pleading.

“Alright now, you must take responsibility for your actions, son. A man abstains from taking responsibility." Kyai Zhafran patted Fatih's shoulder.

"Don't you say you're responsible?" asked Kyai Zhafran who again reminded.

“But Bi, I don't want responsibility. But this is slander. I have to prove that the incident was slander," Fatih remained stupefied. Although he actually told Abinya to be ready with the consequences of his actions, still he could not fully for it.

Bu Nyai patted Fatih's shoulder softly, rubbing her, as if hinting that Fatih was not emotionally facing her Abinya. I'm down.

“Aib has been spread throughout the pesantren. And the disgrace is certainly our family. So, Nyai and I wanted to propose that Ghina and Fatih be married immediately so that all the problems would no longer be heard. We can coordinate later with the school. This is the best way, avoid slander.” Kyai Zhafran let out a heavy sigh. "Didn't you at home agree that you were married?" ask Kyai Zhafran. Fatih sighed. Ghina looked up with enlarged eyes.

"What's? married to Fatih?" inner Ghina. He closed his eyes, and I hope what he heard was wrong. There is no way she should marry Fatih Rafasya just because of the slander.

"Sir Kyai, may I speak?" ghina's interruption made her look at him sharply.

“Didn't if Fatih and I were married justifying their accusations? I don't think it's fair, we have the right to show that we're not wrong" Ghina said. Kyai Zhafran smiled while Narsih looked uneasy.

"Ghina, you don't talk to Mr. Kyai, you're not polite" he forbade.

"But Ma'am, Ghina and Fatih were slandered. And just because it's time' we have to get married?" ghina asked with a sad look.

"At first Fatih also did not agree," said Mr. Kyai Zhafran, his voice was still soft. "But I explained to him that by marrying you is morals, a child Kyai caught in adultery with a woman at school, as to what the view of society will be. Not that I care about people's views, but to prevent from repeated sins, namely the gibahan done by others because of the disgrace of our family. At least, we can stop them." Kyai Zhafran's words allowed Ghina to close her mouth.

“I will follow what Kyai and Bu Nyai decided. I don't know what else to do" Narsih said suddenly with a warm smile. "If that's the best option, let's get our kids married" he said.

"Did Fatih agree to marry me?" ask Ghina

Fatih nodded, "i agree."

Ghina looked at Fatih with a headband. How could Fatih agree to this non-playful idea? married married married? come on, they're still SMK. Their journey is still long and of course getting married young is not on the list of targets Ghina wants to achieve.

His eyes then turned to look at Imran, with eyes that hinted, "sister Imran please help me."

While Imran just rubbed his face slowly. He was also shocked and confused at the same time. He thought, the solution of the family is to forgive each other and forget the slander news. But it turned out to actually lead to the fate of the younger brother who had to marry Kyai's child.

“Bu, believe me I have nothing to do with Fatih.” Ghina looked at Narsih, pensive. Holding her hand softly. Trying to dive into that black and soft netra, may you trust me. But he still flinch.

“Sorry Mr. Kyai, Mrs Nyai. But it would be better if we do believe them, that everything could be just slander, even though the photo shows clearly their actions.” Imran, mediate. Trying to help Ghina.

"Imran!" Narsih stared at Imran.

"This is for the good of Ghina and Fatih Nak" Narsih said. "Pak Kyai and Bu Nyai certainly understand more than we do. They want good for Ghina and Fatih."

"We don't want to force it, it's just. That is the right solution according to our family. Next I leave it to the family of Bu Narsih," said Ms Nyai. Narsih nodded slowly.

"I totally agree with Ms. Nyai. Instead, I feel very grateful," he said, which again made Ghina shake her head.

"I'm sorry for my son Kyai's attitude. I'll try to advise him after this."