THERE'S ALWAYS A LEANING PLACE
XLV Parts

Mr. Haris drove his car at a speed of no more than 40 kph. Since it was still early morning, they wanted to enjoy the atmosphere. Ms. Aisyah asked to stop when she saw the chicken porridge seller.

"Please make five packs, sir," said Ms. Aisyah.

He then sat on a long bench owned by a chicken porridge seller. Mr. Haris sat down next to his wife.

"Assalamualaikum," a man dressed in sports greeting.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Uh, Mr. Andi. Jogging recently?"

"Hehehe.iya. Misfortune earlier. Mas Haris and Bu Aisyah where are you this early?"

"We've been visiting dad. Sit here! Sir, make 3 bowls, eaten here. The package will continue later," said Mr. Haris.

They eventually moved seats, choosing the lesehan on the mat.

"How does Surya respond?" Mr. Haris opened the discussion.

"On matchmaking with Ma'am Via, huh? She's judging Ma'am Via a good girl. But...." Mr. Andi hung up his sentence.

"But why?" asked Ms. Aisyah impatiently.

"It seems that he does not want to marry Ms Via. Sorry, sorry my nephew," said Mr. Andi.

Mr. Haris and Ms. Aisyah chuckled.

"Don't bother so. From the beginning we agreed there was no coercion. If anyone has an objection, then our plan is off."

Mr. Andi smiled. There was relief on his face.

"Please, this is the porridge, sir, Mom." The porridge seller serves chicken porridge ordered by Mr. Haris.

"Come, eat first! It's still warm!" take Miss Aisyah.

After eating, they continued the conversation for a while.

"Via itself has not made a decision whether or not to get married in the near future. So, we just go with the flow. Let Via contemplate, asking God for guidance in deciding whether he should marry."

"Yes, Mas. If Ms Via has made a decision, please let me know."

"God willing, we will inform you immediately."

"O yes, this is carried for those at home," said Bu Aisyah while handing a plastic bag filled with chicken pulp.

"Cock so bothered. I've eaten, still take it home."

"Have, don't worry. Just bring!" Mr. Haris asserted.

"Yes already, Mom, I'm sorry. Thank you, yes. Assalamualaikum."

"Waalaikumsalam" replied Mr. Haris.

After paying for the chicken porridge, they returned to the car and continued on their way home.

Once home, the couple rushed to the bathroom to take a shower. Previously, Ms. Aisyah put chicken porridge on the dining table.

"The mother is beautiful if you wear dusty pink color clothes. Kayak is still a girl. If the road with Via must be mistaken for his brother," teased Pak Haris.

Dear calls are commonly used when they are alone. It was to keep their affection even though the age was not young.

"Here, Yayang began to digombal," elak Bu Aisyah while choking. His heart is blossoming.

"If you don't believe me, ask the kids."

"Yes, yeah. Uh, speaking of Via, how about we ask Farhan? He'll marry her via."

"Dwelt... Apparently there are those who can't wait to have a daughter-in-law," teased Mr. Haris again while pinching his wife's cheek.

Ms. Aisyah pretended to be angry. He deliberately scowled and away from Mr. Haris.

"No need to sulk gini, Ay. I became more nervous" said Mr. Haris.

"Eat him, seriously dong!"

"Yes, yeah. Uh, qadarullah met Andi. So, our plan is smoother. Yeah, no?"

Miss Aisyah nodded. She agreed with her husband's opinion.

"Then, when do we talk to Farhan?" ask Ms. Aisyah.

"Wouldn't you wait to agree to get married? Fearing, Farhan had agreed that Via did not want to get married anytime soon."

"Yes too. Ah, Mommy thinks too much about Via to forget the feelings of the firstborn," complained Ms. Aisyah.

"We're waiting two and three days. Who knows if he can make a decision."

"By the way, did you agree that Via is our daughter-in-law?"

"No," replied Ms. Aisyah briefly.

Mr. Haris is wide-eyed. He looked at his wife's face.

"Lho, how the hell?"

"Not only agree, but agree," said Ms. Aisyah.

"Don't start slacking off, huh?"

"Udah, we're out yuk! Don't-don't the kids haven't had breakfast yet," asked Ms. Aisyah.

"Ah, they are big. If you're hungry, you'll just find food."

"In my eyes, they're still the kids to keep an eye on, Yang."

"It is she, whose name is always that," said Mr. Haris relented.

Miss Aisyah chuckled. He's out of the room.

"Farhan, Azka, Via, have you eaten?" Ms. Aisyah asked as she walked towards the dining room.

"Already, Bun. It was Dek Via cooking fried rice," replied Farhan.

"Oh, yes, I have. Mother had bought chicken porridge. When you come home, you are invisible. Mommy's porridge put it on the dining table."

"Where, Bun? Azka is still hungry. Via the cooking was mediocre."

Ms. Aisyah smiled as she shook her head to look at Azka's behavior.

The guy immediately ran into the dining room and enjoyed the chicken porridge.

"Make Farhan one, yeah."

"Eh, is Mas Farhan not full yet?"

"The fried rice is delicious, so it does not make you full" whispered Farhan.

Azka laughed at her brother's reason.

"Where is Via now?" ask Ms. Aisyah.

"So the dhuha prayer continues to the room. What's up, Bun?"

"You need to cook for lunch later. Yes, Mother to her room first."

Ms. Aisyah went back up the stairs to Via's room.

Tok.dok.

"May the Mother come in?"

"Yes, just go in. No via key," said Via from the inside.

When Ms. Aisyah opened the door, it appeared that Via was storing a photo album. His eyes were slightly wet and there were traces of tears that had been removed.

"Give a memory of your mom?" ask Bu Aisyah softly.

Via nodded.

"Is there a problem?"

"Via thought of what Mr. Andi said yesterday. Via remembered papa mama, Bun. If they were still around, Via's marriage problems would be papa mama's thinking."

"Via, everything goes according to God's will. And Allah knows better what His servant needs. Sometimes people don't realize that. What we think is good, is not necessarily good according to God. And what is important in our eyes is not necessarily important in God's eyes."

Via looked at Bu Aisyah with a sad look. The one stared back with a gentle smile.

"For example, the A feels that college is the best way. However, God wants him not to go to college in the way his parents lost money. Si A ended up not going to college but working. Because of his tenacity, he managed to occupy an important position. In fact, he became his friend's superior who was a scholar. There are many such things in this life. So we must beware of the provisions of God."

Via permeated what Bu Aisyah said. He began to be able to reduce his sadness.

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