WHY LOVE
S2 - An Unexpected Greeting

Malik sleeps on his back in the right corner of the first shaf carpet. With his arms outstretched, he breathed a long breath.

Relieved.

So he felt after becoming a prayer priest which was his first experience.

Malik and Nico let Om Badru go home first. Both are now lying on the soft carpet of the mosque when other pilgrims have returned home. Get them both.

"Kayak abis race run," ledek Nico accompanied by the oddity, saw Malik who was dripping with sweat.

"More exhausting than just a race. Tight, Bro," Malik retorted his tongue. Makes Nico laugh.

When it was felt enough to stabilize the tension tension to return to normal, Malik invited Nico out of the mosque. I can't wait for Om Badru's decision.

"When will Malik's parents come here?"

Om Badru's question when Malik had just sat in the chair, made him straighten his back in shock. Does this mean I am accepted?

Malik looked at Om Badru with a question mark. I hope Rahma's father clarifies her words.

"I grant you to marry Rahma." It was as if Badru could read Malik's face.

"When do you want to bring your parents here?"

"I wait!"

Malik gave thanks in the midst of Om Badru talking in a row. Spontaneous he turned towards Rahma until the two met face to face and threw a smile at each other.

The following from Nico made Malik aware to break his gaze and switch back to looking straight at the prospective in-laws.

"God willing Om, once my mother arrives in Jakarta, we'll be here soon." Malik could not hide his happiness that was clearly drawn on the face.

"Just get married, no sermons. I believe in your good intentions."

Indeed, the tempting offer from his future father-in-law made Malik smile wide with joy. He said he was ready.

"Ciee-" Suci jokingly teases Rahma to make her cousin's sister pinch her arm. Of course Rahma was embarrassed. Her two pure white cheeks looked like boiled shrimp as everything in the living room turned its head, looking at her with a smile.

Today is a happy day for the whole house. One stage has been passed. The host went on to host his guests for an afternoon meal.

"Now let's go!" Malik whispered softly while sitting together enjoying a meal.

"Patience-" Rahma turned her head with a faint smile.

Malik just grinned. He deliberately teases Rahma. But even if Rahma nodded yes, of course he was ready to be born. With a row of cards in his wallet, everything can go smoothly.

The next day, together they return to Jakarta. The days passed with routine as usual. Until a month has arrived. As planned, Malik's family arrived in Jakarta and will settle in the capital.

Rahma

He just got a message from Malik, an hour away from picking up to meet his mom.

"This one or this one?" He asked for the opinion of Suci and Salma who entered his room on the second floor of the shop. It shows two plain green and maroon gambis.

Sacred and Salma compactly shook their heads.

"The greens are too relaxed, less suitable to meet prospective in-laws." Suci gave his opinion while sitting on the edge of the bed observing Rahma who was holding two hangers of a robe and asking for judgment.

"Yes right. Marun is also more suitable for the condition. The others deh-" Salma connected with the Holy opinion.

Suci stood closer to the front of the wardrobe that opened his left and right doors, staring at the row of clothes hanging on the right and the clothes folded on the left side.

"It's aja-" Suci takes a cream color plisket skirt with a white blouse top.

"His veil this-" Sacred attractive veil rectangular beige color floral motif. Then show off the solid results to Salma and Rahma.

"Goodle. Fashionable and graceful." Salma gave her two thumbs up and told Rehma to change her clothes immediately.

He breathed a long breath. Not usually want to dress must ask for the opinion of others first. But because he wanted to meet his family Malik, immediately his confidence dropped. He did not want the first impression of his appearance looks bad in the eyes of his future father-in-law.

Salma and Suci left it alone because under the busy buyer.

The phone on the dresser rang. He glanced at the name on the screen, Suci. Responsible, he was pinning a brooch on his left shoulder so that in the third ring just answered the call.

"Why?"

"Malik has arrived. Has it gone wrong yet? Don't overdo it, just simple let it be natural." The voice of the Holy Word from sebrang ended with a small laugh.

"Ish I don't like dancing and menor. Now, come down." He hung up the phone and put it in his bag.

Malik

He smiled broadly at the slender-bodied girl who was approaching his desk. Rahma's appearance looks graceful and more beautiful.

Rahma looked smiling with blushing cheeks.

"Thank you."

"Are we going now or are we going to have a drink?" tawar Rahma's.

"Now it's still daylight. Yuk!" He also said goodbye to Suci and Salma who seemed busy serving buyers. He has also permission to Nico today to work only half a day because the mother has been waiting for him.

"Bang, I'm with you." Rahma held onto her chest that felt her heart beating fast.

He who was focused on driving, glanced for a moment at Rahma while chuckling.

"Don't be tense, just relax. It's not in court." She gave a smile as Rahma squeezed her hands, looking agitated.

"When you don't like me how?" Rahma looked back at him full of worry.

"Hey, don't be afraid of it," his left hand cupped Rahma's cold-shrouded hand. "You are beautiful and beautiful. And you are the source of my happiness and the light of my life. There's no reason for my mom to reject you." He gave calm by holding Rahma's hand for a moment and then took it off because he had to turn the wheel into the yard of the house.

****

Malik never wanted to stay at his mother's and stepfather's house. Since they moved to Singapore, the house was cared for by a married couple who were assigned to clean and maintain the security of the house.

Mama Indah and her new family only come occasionally. And now Mama Indah will settle again in Jakarta because her husband was mutated to a branch office in Jakarta.

Malik and Rahma entered the house and said their greetings.

"Malik, dear-" Mama Indah stood up from her seat as soon as she heard her son's voice. He immediately hugged Malik tightly full of the flood of longing.

"You're getting good-looking, son. You're healthy, aren't you, baby?" Mama Indah summarized Malik's face and looked at him fixedly. Feeling pangling. Malik answered him with a nod.

Rahma smiled watching the scene of the meeting of the mother and child who often only communicate video call.

"Ma, this is Rahma. Malik's future wife." Malik unraveled the embrace of the mother after it was felt enough to release each other kangen.

Mama Indah just realized there was someone else coming with Malik. He looked at her from top to bottom. Rahma felt clumsy getting a look as if scanning it.

Rahma stretched out her hand, kissing Mama Indah's hand.

"Whose name are you?" Mama Indah asked with a different expression from before who cheerfully welcomed Malik's arrival. He was told by Malik that he would introduce his future wife.

"I Cut Pearl Rahma. Commonly called Rahma, aunt." Rahma introduced herself with a polite smile.

"Let's sit-down"

Rahma nodded. He complied with Mama Indah to sit on a living room chair decorated with urn knickknacks that might be expensive.

"There is Malik. Been long?" the heavy voice of the middle-aged man who had come together made everyone turn their heads. He came with a teenage boy aged High School who is none other than his half-sister Malik.

"New aja. Om, how are you?" Malik stood up to Om Theo. He did not want to call him 'Papa' from the beginning'. He also met Kevin, the younger brother who continues to drool into reluctant to join.

"Papa good news. This who?" Om Theo frowned at Rahma.

"His name is Rahma, she's Malik's future wife." Malik quickly replied when he saw Rahma would open her mouth.

"Where work? Mama Indah distracts Malik and Om Theo who also look at Rahma who sits alone in a single chair.

"I opened a bakery and cake shop with my two brothers. Not too long ago, it was only 3 months." Rahma answered what she was.

"What graduates are they?"

"I just graduated High School, aunt." Rahma swallowed her saliva to moisten her suddenly dry throat.

"Ma-" Malik touched the shoulder of Mama Indah who was sitting by his side.

"Hm, open a new cake shop 3 months. Before that means nganggur dong." Mama Indah squinted her eyes at Rahma who lowered her head.

"Ma-" Malik looked at his mother with a look of regret. He disagreed with the mother's question which seemed to be introgating.

Rahma raised her head to look at her future father-in-law bravely. "No aunt. I'm not idle. During the day, I became a teacher at the madrassa. The night after Magrib, I taught the children to teach.

"What's the most ya-?" mama Indah said in a condescending tone.

Malik began to rouse, many times he moved his body hoping his mother understood.

"Being a madrasa teacher and a teacher is not even enough for a month's living expenses. But my intention is devotion. Because of God." Rahma squeezed her skirt. He did not expect the reception of Malik's mother like this.

Om Theo choose excuse me. He's been reading the heat's getting hot. Moreover, Malik invites his mother to leave the living room after asking permission from Rahma.

Rahma breathed a long breath. Stay alone in the living room with uncomfortable feelings.