Tsunami Wedding
6. Borrowing a Mobile

"Yes, can't you, Bang?"

"It's okay, but you have to be willing to be careful."

"It's okay, can't it, Bang?"

Malik sighed, "You really want to see?" she even opened her husband's social media.

'Every day, every second, every time. You are the only one who is always in my heart.' Khadijah read the status on her husband's homepage written by Malik himself. Again he wondered to himself, the status is for himself or Lily?

Khadijah returned her husband's cell phone, "Get in first yeah, Bang."

"Hm, yes ..."

After Khadijah entered, he listened to Malik call someone. The man asked again what? Whereabouts? Already eaten? Khadijah believes that the one on the phone is Lily.

'Astaghfirullah, strengthen me, O Allah!' inner Khadijah.

***

One week later, everything seemed fine. Khadija is very clever to hide his feelings. Khadijah continued to serve her husband even in bed though she was not the least bit negligent of her duties.

"Mrs ... Abba ..." Khadijah was stunned when he saw his parents were already in front of his house.

"Assalamu'alaikum" his parents said.

"Waalaikumsalam, why not say it?" Khadijah was really surprised at this moment.

"Surprise if the English language," said Bu Maimunah with his own accent while hugging his daughter. "How are you, son?"

"Good, Mommy ..."

"Where's your husband?" Mr. Rojali's question made Khadijah surprised, his mind branched out for fear that his parents would find out about her husband's affair.

"Bang Malik is working, Bah."

"Cock that tense? Abah just wants to ask Abah's son-in-law, "sorry Mr. Rojali while entering the house.

"Still not independent here also apparently yes, even though this is 'the big PT loh."

"This is why you should be grateful to be able to stay without thinking about all the costs." Sahut Khadijah made his father smile, apparently Mr. Rojali is testing the maturity of his daughter.

"What did you ride?"

"Travel, we miss nian as much as you, Sejah. At home it feels lonely no one likes to disturb Maryam."

"Gee! So miss the Maryam bug? Lagian Maryam is also married, Abah's son is only the Abdullah tuh who is still single. When's marriage?"

"You're rich don't know your sister, keep working. It wants to be a cadet." Mr. Rojali did not think about the youngest child.

"Cades? Seriously, Bah?"

"Ask your mother if she doesn't believe."

Suddenly Ma Maimunah came out of the room in different clothes. He used to wear a robe, but now he wears a negligee. "Let's go nian tuh, Mak?" ask Khadijah to his mother.

Bu Maimunah was confused, he furrowed his brows. "What?"

"Si Dullah wants to be a kades?"

"Oh, iyo. Mother also did not think out, even though her age was right for marriage but in her mind the campaign continued. His political soul is high."

Khadijah chuckled, "Ndak papo 'lah, Mak. Who knows if it'll be the mayor."

"Aamiinu. But he must marry first" said Ms. Maimunah.

"The soul mate has been arranged with God, Mother. He's a boy, if it's established any girl will come alone later."

"Hush, you are!" Ms. Maimunah hit her daughter's arm slowly making Khadijah chuckle.

"What is your relationship with Malik? Are you happy, Colored?"