Waiting for a Girl
33 ~An Awaiting A Girl~
Kainal put his wife back on the couch. He wiped his wife's tears. "Well, the baby will cry" said Kainal.
Fisha nodded.
"You must believe, Ataar can take care of himself. He is a man, he has to be strong. Her brother's strong, her sister's time isn't it?"
Fisha laughed and hugged her husband back. Kainal rubbed his wife's back.
"Udah ya." Kainal kisses his wife's lips. "What do you want?"
Fisha pointed at the fruit brought by her sister. "Pare me an apple" said Fisha.
Kainal took the apple and peeled it for his wife. He put it on a mango plate.
"Sugary?" ask Kainal. Fisha nodded.
"Kainal let's go for a walk," asked Fisha. "I'm bored at home."
"Where do you want to go for a walk?" ask Kainal.
"Whatever is where, the important thing is to go for a walk," answered Fisha.
"Wait a minute, I'll put on a shirt first" Kainal said. She took her shirt off the corner of the sofa and put it on, she took her car keys in the drawer.Tak forgot to take Fisha's cardigan as well as her veil and veil.
After preparing. Kainal clasped his wife's hand out of the house, all the way to the car.
"Is the princess ready to go?" ask Kainal. Fisha put her thumb up with a smile. "Your lady-in-waiting will take the princess, for a walk, so that the princess and her child will not be sad," continued Kainal made Fisha laugh to see her husband's commute.
"Udah let's go."
Kainal drove his car down the crowded city of Jakarta
"Kainal, I want to buy that." Show Fisha when you see a cimol seller.
Kainal stopped his car on the side of the road. And got down to buy him a cimol for his wife.
"Jagung sweet, do not need to love balado," Kainal said.
The pimple nodded. Prepare.
Kainal got back in the car. He gave the cimol to his wife.
"Still a spoiled husband," said Fisha ate the cimol greedily.
"Bocil-bocil gini is already smart to make a leak," ketus Kainal reapplied his car. "What else do you want, princess?"
"You satay" answered Fisha. Kainal was looking for satay sellers on the side of the road.
After getting satay Kainal bought it for his wife and returned to the car.
"Harum, really," said Fisha devoured the satellite.
Kainal looked at his wife and smiled, smearing the lips affected by the satay nut. He opened up drinking water for his wife.
"We niecepes first yok," asked Fisha.
They also headed for Phisha's grandfather's ponpes. Arriving there they were greeted by the santri.
"Sir Fisha" they said together.
Fisha smiled and accepted the hand of the sisters for salimi. He put his thumb up to Santri.
"Kiay's there?" ask Fisha. One of the santriwan nodded.
"There's a brother."
Fisha nodded. He sent the santri back to his activities.
She's headed to Ndalem's house with her husband. There is also the mother of Harumi who helps the Ndalem take care of santri. Mother Harumi must have been very difficult to leave the boarding house where she grew up there. Until Vier proposed to her.
"Asslamualaikum," said they both make the Ndalem who are busy preparing meals for the children of santri turned their heads.
"Walaikumsslam, ning Fisha." They all smiled at them.
"Mother." Both of them shook the hands of Harumi's mother.
"Where's kiay?" ask Fisha.
"Above," replied Ndalem. Fisha also climbed the sturdy wooden house.
"Be careful," said Kainal. Ndalem smiled at Kainal. Kainal also replied.
"Asslamualaikum, opah."
Fisha immediately kissed the back of the already wrinkled hand.
"Who are you here with, son?" ask Nando Kiay.
"Bareng, Fisha's husband."
"Where is he?"
"He's in the car, opa sit down. Opa how are you?"
Kiay Nando nodded. "Well son, is your sister all right? Opa heard he went to the hospital, but opa again in Surabaya that day couldn't come."
"It's fine with opa."
Kiay Nando held onto his grandson's shoulder with a trembling hand the effect was old for sure. "Call your husband, for opa," said Kiay.
Fisha nodded and went to call Kainal. They entered Kiay Nando's room.
Kiay told his grandson to come out. He wanted to talk to his son-in-law. Fisha just complied, he came down to help the Ndalem.
Kainal kissed the middle-aged man's hand. "Where's the news, okay?" ask Kainal.
Kiay nodded. "You're Harumi's son, ex-santri dulukan?"
Kainal. "Yes opa, I'm also the son of an Altar friend."
Kiay Nando thought. "Where is that?"
"Vier, opa tau?"
"Vier's? Who's Vier?" ask Nando Kiay." Owh opa recalls, he used to come home with his other friend, pick up mangoes in front of the opa house."
Kainal who did not know just nodded. "Yes that."
Kiay. He held Kainal's shoulder. "Dear opa's granddaughter, don't hurt her. He's opa's favorite grandson."
Kainal. "Yes opa."
"Your two in-laws used to fight, because of misunderstanding. If you're misunderstanding, don't take the wrong step? For example, your wife did something wrong, and it makes you angry, do not scold the granddaughter of opa. Opa does not forbid you not to be angry with your wife, but do not yell or play hands. Simply explain and advise her, it is appropriate that you advise your wife if she is wrong, you can be a little angry, but remember not to yell and play hands. Opa always mentioned both sentences, because opa didn't like it."
Kainal who meticulously heard his wife's grandfather speak only nodded in understanding. Although the way of speech is a little convoluted, but Kainal knows what it means.
"Definitely opa, keep Kainal's promise. If Kainal hurt and yelled at Kainal's wife, Kainal could bear whatever opa, Rigel and papah would be negligent to me."
"Opa keep your promise. Happy granddaughter opa, make her queen after your mother."
Kainal nodded again. "iya opa, without opa say. Kainal will do it."
"Then Kainal will let him go home."
Kiay Nando nodded. "Go."
Kainal opens the door and meets with Fisha.
"It's a shame we're home, yok," asked Kainal.
Fisha. "I'm not exactly happy with opa."
"Udah I say yes" replied Kainal.
"We go, mbak," they said.
On the road there is silence. Fisha also started a conversation with her husband.
"So you're the same opa, what chat? Long time feeling."
Kainal glanced at Fisha. "Just have a casual chat, rich regular. Opa is just a blessing to me" replied Kainal.
Fisha mangosteen.
"You haven't finished your satay, enduin gih."
Fisha shakes. "Udak not want. If you want to eat at home."
Kainal. He focused on driving without looking at Fisha.
Fisha took a breath and threw it away. He felt holding something back.
"Why you?" tanya Kainal glanced at a glance.
Fisha shakes. "Until home, you immediately take a shower, you stink of rice basih," said Fisha staring out the car window.