
After the night of tahlilan, the two families gathered. Very crowded in the modest house Marwan residence. Arya and the other guests had rested in the living room, while both Hidayat's parents and Ajiz's parents were gathered in the dining room. There was Hidayat himself with Maira with them.
Maira leaned weakly on her father's shoulder. From that moment on, he did not stop being sad. Losing someone he loved in a row in a short time. Sister-in-law who loves her very much, then follows her beloved brother who always spoils her.
"Thank you for allowing Ajiz to be buried here, Besan..." Umayyad speech broke the silence between them.
"I'm sure, this is exactly what Ajiz wanted before..." Maira's father answered looking down in his eyes.
"Just yesterday it felt like we had a great time bringing our two families together for their marriage..." Bu Zainab said as she wiped her tears that were unceasingly flowing.
"Already, Mom... It's already destiny... Don't cry, you'll be sick..." Hidayat rubbed his mother's shoulder.
"I don't think you're ready to accept this fact, Yat... Your brother, your brother-in-law..." Mrs Zainab is back.
"Sstt... Mum..." Hidayat rubbed his mother's cheek.
"Mom doesn't want this relationship to be severed because your sister and brother-in-law are gone, son..." Zainab's mother complains.
"That's not gonna happen, ma'am... We're still family..." Denied Maira's mother while shaking her head sadly.
"But the bond between us has been neither... What about the kiosk? Their houses? We are not at all happy to remember their legacy... Moreover, Ajiz's son before leaving has made the stall in the name of Hidayat as a legitimate person in charge..." Bu Zainab looked bright.
All speechless. Zainab's words are not at all wrong, and gradually all of that will indeed be a burden of mind for both parties.
"We don't think about it at all, Mrs Zainab, Mr. Umayyah..." Maira's father said.
"But Hidayat's mother's words were a burden to me, too, sir... I don't want anything either, but their departure leaves a huge responsibility for all of us..." Umayyad Timpal.
"Then how should we?" Back Maira's father asked with a face full of confusion.
"Rasulullah shallahu alaihi wassallam said that he called for a quick act of kindness before slander came." Umayyah said slowly, but firmness was visible on her face.
"Only Nak Hidayat understands the kiosk..." Sela Maira's.
"Father and Mother bang Ajiz can really manage it..." Tukas Hidayat fast.
"No, Son... We are old. We just want to spend our time in the village..." Reject Maira's mother seemed earnestly unwilling.
"Would Hidayat and Maira just get married?"
Deg.
Hidayat and Maira's hearts beat together, but with different flavors.
Hidayat forced his smile, seeming to be nervous about the words that his mother had just said.
"Maira wants to be mother's daughter-in-law? Maira's father doesn't mind, does he, if we become your besan again?" Urge Bu Zainab with a smile even though her tears are nonstop flowing.
No one answered yet, he began to moody again and was almost disappointed.
"Definitely mom and dad want Ajiz to find better besan than us..." Zainab's mother complains with grief.
"If we have found the best, then what is our reason for trying another one? To have besan like Umayyah and Bu Zainab is a gift from Allah that we have obtained... The proof is Ajiz, he is so happy, and even his recovery has been smoother since he became part of the Umayyad family..." Maira's father said he broke the disappointment in Zainab's heart.
"So?"
"I'm very happy if son Hidayat becomes our daughter's husband... I'm sure, son Hidayat will definitely make Maira happy..." Maira's father nodded.
"Alhamdulillah... How, Maira? You want to be Mom's daughter-in-law?"
Hidayat looked stifled. He squeezed his own fingers, then slowly turned to look at Maira who was in front of him. I don't know what he expected from the girl's answer.
Maira's tears flowed, but she immediately wiped them with a smile. He nodded quickly at the request of Zainab's mother.
"What?" Zainab faced her son. But his expression changed instantly when he found the displeased face of his son. "You promised me, right?"
There's no answer. Ms. Zainab immediately grabbed Hidayat's hand, then squeezed it as if hinting that she did not want to be rejected.
"Hidayat wanted to, but Hidayat could not promise to make Maira happy..." Hidayat sounded sniffling. He glanced at Maira with a sharp look.
"What do you mean, son? You mind this match?" Maira's father looked at Hidayat in confusion.
"We're both not mature enough, Dad... How could we possibly face this longest worship if we did not understand the rules and conditions? Hidayat was just afraid of disappointing everything, including making Maira hurt..." Said Hidayat gave an excuse that he strongly objected.
Maira's face turned wry. He began to realize that Hidayat was not at all happy with this matchmaking, especially not wanting him.
"The life is just not ready, Maira... You don't have to worry. After Mus is married, Hidayat will marry you, son... Please mom and dad and Ajiz don't misunderstand me..." Zainab begged, and she glanced at her husband.
Umayyad just nodded. "The body must have felt very lost. He's closer to Zara and Ajiz's boy..."
Hidayat let out a long breath. He looks disappointed with his parents who are completely impartial to his feelings.
"Tired life... Hidayat will rest first." Said Hidayat as he got up and then left his seat.
Mrs Zainab understands. He noticed Hidayat's discomfort when asked to marry Maira. But what he did not understand, why did his youngest son refuse? All this time he knew Hidayat exactly like Zahrana, always according to even though his character was so hard.
"Right, Hidayat was just tired. And he's also more sad than the rest of us..." Zainab said as she forced her smile, trying to clear the confusion in the minds of Maira and her parents.
"We also need to sleep, Mr. Umayyah... It is not good that we drag on in this sadness... Moreover, I am very sure that our son has been happy in nature there. He will surely gather with Zahra's son in heaven..." Said Maira's father. He also looked like he was evading the atmosphere they were currently facing. So awkward and stiff.