Halal Love of the Senior
Make peace

"Mas Emperor, so when is this a marriage? He said he was out of business" asked Mr. Lukman to the Emperor.

"God willing after the Hajj, Om. You see, the building we want to rent, is full on a pre-determined date" replied the Emperor.

"Oh, lack of fast motion means," teased Mr. Lukman.

Emperor smiled. "It just so happened last month that we were in a premarital trial. After that we just searched the building, it was full, finally retreated. But it is also okay, because Lebaran must also remain in service. It's probably just a day off, alternating with other friends."

Mr. Lukman nodded. "The level of criminality in the same fasting month lebaran usually increases yes, Mas. For being left to the mosque or homecoming."

"Yes, Om. Sometimes also take advantage of the opportunity to steal infak boxes in the mosque. Fasting is usually more than a normal day."

"Yes, Mas. Om so remember the message of Bang Napi, if the crime occurred not only because there is an intention from the perpetrator, but also because there is a chance." Mr. Lukman smiled.

"That's fine, Om. Especially now that many criminals are desperate. Good thing now there's a lot of CCTV, so it can catch the culprit sooner."

"Papa, let's talk about the crime with the Emperor. Talk lighter that way," Sarah's mother scolded her husband.

"Yes, it's okay. Let Mama and others know that around us there are many criminals who like to take advantage of opportunities in narrowness" said Mr. Lukman.

"Yes, Pa. But we're going to have another meal together. It's not good to hear."

"Yes, Ma." Lukman finally complied with his wife. "Let's have another conversation, Emperor" he continued.

"Ready, Om," said the Emperor.

"Kai, eat first. It was Shasha already in the dining room" Adi told the emperor.

"Yes, Di. Om, Auntie, I'll excuse you." The Emperor told Mr. Lukman and Ms. Sarah before going to the dining room.

"Where's my picture?" The emperor held Shasha's shoulders from behind, which shocked his future wife.

"Astaghfirullah's. Kai, just be surprised. Good thing this plate does not come off," said Shasha.

Emperor smiled. "Sorry, Sha. I thought you wouldn't be surprised."

"Ih hold-hold, still not halal," said Nisa who was near them.

Instantly the Emperor removed both hands from Shasha's shoulders. She felt ashamed and unkind to the future mother-in-law who only smiled at her. While Rendra looks staring at him.

"Your guard is spooky, Sha," the Emperor whispered to the future wife.

"Mistake yourself, hold on," Shasha replied as she whispered.

"Mas Kai, what do you want to eat?" shasha asked then in a normal tone.

"All, but a little bit, Sha" replied the Emperor. "Normal portions of rice, not much."

Shasha nodded in response. She then took rice, vegetables and side dishes for her future husband.

"This, Mas. What do you want to drink?" Shasha gave the Emperor a fully loaded plate.

"White water only. Which plate let me take you with me."

"That" Shasha pointed at the plate on the edge of the dining table that was filled with rice, vegetables and side dishes.

The emperor took Shasha's plate. He then brought the two plates to the living room where they gathered.

The atmosphere of open together that day was intertwined full of familiarity as usual. They tell each other about their activities or make jokes that make them all laugh. Being with family in the holy month is very happy. Usually they are busy with their respective work so they rarely can break the fast together.

The month of fasting passed just like the years before. They further increase worship and almsgiving in this holy month. Each vying to do good and gain merit in a blessed month.

In the middle of the fasting month, Adi and Adelia invite iftar with orphans, neighbors and also mosque worshipers at home. They asked them to pray because they would go to Umrah at the end of Ramadan.

Similarly, Mr. Wijaya and Ms. Hasna also held a joint opening and recitation event at their home, one day before departure to the holy land. The whole family gathered at the residence of Pak Wijaya, including the family of Mr. Lukman and Mother Goddess. The Emperor's family was also present there because he had known well with Pak Wijaya's family for a long time.

"I, my wife, Adi and my daughter-in-law, God willing, will perform Umrah worship tomorrow in the holy land. We apologize if there is any wrong and solemn in our speech or attitude all this time."

"We ask for prayer, may our Umrah journey be smooth and can return home healthy and safe. We also pray that those who want to go to the holy land can go there soon. Aamiin," said Mr. Wijaya when giving a speech at the event.

At the end of the event, they shook hands and hugged each other with invited guests, of course the same sex, and who were still mahram. If not mahram, they just cupped their hands in front of their chest and prayed for goodness.

The next day, Rendra, Dita and Ale escorted Pak Wijaya, Ms. Hasna, Adi and Adelia to the airport. The four of them wear uniforms that have been determined by the Umrah bureau. Hasna's mother held her granddaughter on her way from home until arriving at the airport.

"Mas, take care of your father, mother and sister Adel yes," said Dita when hugging her beloved brother.

"God willing, Deck. I'm tipping home. Don't forget to pray for us" Adi replied.

Dita did not say just nod in Adi's arms. He could no longer hold back his tears. Only this time he was abandoned by the three people he loved so much. Adi kissed Dita's forehead before breaking their embrace.

"Rend, leave my sister, yes" Adi told her sister-in-law.

"Yes, Mum." They both hugged.

"Good health, Ma'am. May the prayers of the Mother be with Allah." Dita hugged Adelia.

"Aamiinu. Deck Dita also take care of health, remember there is Ale that still depends on Dek Dita."

"Yes, Mommy." Dita then unraveled their embrace.

"Guard yourself and your health while there, Del," said Rendra.

"Thank you, Rend. You also take care of yourself and your health. Titip's home," Adelia replied.

Rendra smiled and gave Adelia a thumbs up.

"Dad, take care of your health there. Don't think of us here, focus on worship" Dita said as she hugged her father.

"Yes, Deck. Educate Ale well, according to the teachings of the religion. Be a godly wife and mother. Daddy's a darling Adek."

Dita nudging. He sobbed in his father's arms.

"Please pray for us, Dad. I also love Dad," said Dita stammering because while crying.

Mr. Wijaya peeked long at his youngest daughter's forehead before breaking their embrace.

Next, Dita slammed into the embrace of the mother. It was fortunate that Ale had already been carried by Adelia, so it was not squeezed between the two of them.

Dita just hugged the mother without saying anything. His tongue feels ugly. Only tears kept flowing out of the corner of his eyes.

"Guild yourself, take care of your health. Obey the husband. Educate Ale with religious knowledge. A godly mother and wife. Mother is proud of Adek. Dear Mother Adek," said Ms. Hasna while rubbing her daughter's back. He tried hard and held back his tears.

Dita nodded. "Mother take care of health. Pray for us from there. I love Mother too."

Mom and son hugged each other for a long time. They are very close. Although they live far apart, they are always connected by phone every day.

"Son Rendra, Dita and Ale's father. Educate them in accordance with religious teachings," said Mr. Wijaya to his son-in-law.

"God willing, Dad." Rendra kissed the back of Mr. Wijaya's hand and they hugged each other.

"Nak Rendra, mother Tipped Dita and Ale. Educate them with religious knowledge. So a godly husband who can protect his family from the fires of hell" Hasna's mother told Rendra.

"Ready, God willing, Bun." Rendra kissed the back of her mother-in-law's hand and hugged her for a while.

Soon the bureau of Umrah asked all the pilgrims to gather because they would check in together.

Dita takes over holding Ale from Adelia. Before entering for check-in, they once again shake hands and hug each other, except for Rendra and Adelia.

They waved each other as the distance began to separate. We waited until he could not see the figure of father, mother, Adi and Adelia.

"Go home, honey," take Rendra to his wife. He hugged Dita's waist to give strength and support to his wife. If usually those who go far, now those who are left to go far.

"Let Ale, I'm the fat one. Honey, we'll achieve." Rendra took Ale from Dita's sling. Unexpectedly Ale was crying.

"I'm the big one, Mas. Maybe Ale was sad to be left behind."

Rendra handed Ale back to his wife. After that Ale was silent, not crying anymore. He tilted his head to his mother's chest, as if finding comfort there.

Rendra then grabbed Dita's shoulder. They walked to the car park. Many pairs of eyes had seen their affection, some were envious and some were sneering, but they did not care about it.

"Will we go home or stay here?" asked Rendra after they were on their way back to Pak Wijaya's residence.

"We're staying here for a day, isn't it okay, Mas? All tomorrow leave the house to Mbok Darmi," replied Dita.

"Yes, it's okay. There were also some that had not been cleaned at my father's house."

"Yes, Mas. Ale is also at home here though it's a bit hot."

Arriving at Pak Wijaya's house, Rendra parked Adi's car next to the house as usual. He then helped his wife get out of the car. Then they went into the house.

Bita laid Ale on a small mattress placed on the living room carpet. He painstakingly changed the clothes of his son with a short and thin shirt so that Ale did not overheat. After changing clothes, Ale looked more cheerful because he did not feel sultry anymore.

Dita gave the toy in Ale's hand, so that her son could play by himself, while she could do other things. Rendra, who has changed house clothes, began to clean up the remnants of the equipment used for the lecture yesterday.

After finishing cleaning up and cleaning up, Rendra fell asleep next to Ale who was still fun playing by himself. The new Ale was happy to go on his stomach and raise his head. He would laugh at himself while holding his toy. If it has been achieved, usually he will put his head on the pillow.

Assalamu'alaikum's chat.

Dita opens the front door. He was shocked when he saw the figure of the man who was in front of the door.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat. Hi, Dita. Mr Wijaya is there?" ask the man.

"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. I have already left Umrah. Does Mas Reza not know?" answer Dita who keeps asking back.

"I knew. I just thought it was late afternoon or evening" replied Reza.

"So morning we left. Mas Reza, what do I need to say to you?"

"This is willing to ask for an autograph for a proposal for a donation of traveling takbir competition with shawl," explained Reza.

"Seek the same signature of vice admir, Mas. If the same father is impossible. It's time, Mom."

"Yes. Because only yesterday was the announcement that there was a traveling takbir race in the district, so I just made the proposal earlier."

"Oah. Still often participate in the competition is the mosque here?"

"Yes, Dit. Let the youth also have activities, not only sleep or do things that are not clear during fasting."

"yes too. Hopefully we can win the takbir race, yes, Mas."

"Thank you, Dit. By the way, when did you come back here?"

"Two days ago. The day before the study. Didn't Mas Reza come?"

"Come, just for a little while because I have another show. Oh yeah, how are you?"

"Alhamdulillah good. How's Reza?"

"I'm good too. Especially after meeting you, the better."

"Eh, that's it," chirped Dita who became awkward.

"Darling, who's the guest not invited in?" Rendra walked out into the living room, approaching his wife who was standing at the door while chatting with someone.

Reza's face turned sour upon hearing Rendra's voice.

"This is Mas Reza looking for a father to ask for a proposal signature, Mas," explained Dita who immediately held tightly to her husband's arm.

"Indeed, I didn't know you were leaving Umrah" cynical Rendra.

"Mas Reza thinks Dad left for the night, Mas," Dita explained.

"Have you figured out I didn't exist, why are you still here?" Rendra stared hard at Reza. Maybe if there was a laser in his eyes, Reza's body was destroyed because of Rendra's gaze.

"I asked the contents of the proposal, Mas." Dita stroked Rendra's arm, so that her husband could hold back. Moreover, being running a fast, she does not want her husband to only get hungry and thirsty without getting the reward for not being able to hold back his emotions.

"What proposal?" asked Rendra with a frown.

"Contributions for takbir roving and shawl races. Maybe the town's businessmen would like to donate?" reza Sahut.

"Let me see the proposal" said Rendra.

Reza then handed the proposal to Rendra.

"Mas, it's better to sit down and read the proposal" suggested Dita.

"Mas Reza please sit down and wait for Mas Rendra to read the proposal." We invited Reza to sit on the terrace.

Finally the two men sat face to face on the terrace. Rendra focused on reading the proposal that Reza brought, while Reza observed Rendra while occasionally glancing at Dita.

There was a faint sound of crying from within.

"Ale's awake. I'm going inside first, Mom." Dita left them both. He approached Ale who was in the living room alone.

"Cup cup, don't cry anymore. Ale was alone. Yuk, come on ahead." Dita held a teary-eyed Ale. On Ale's forehead was also full of sweat, out of rage.

"Great yeah, kid, right here. Tomorrow ask me to install AC yes let Ale not overheat." Dita invited Ale to speak so that her son would come back cheerful.

"Ba, ba," said Ale.

"Prophe in front. We're ahead." Dita took Ale to the terrace.

"That's seeing Baba and Pakde Reza" said Dita as soon as he saw the two men who were silent to each other. He sat down next to Rendra. Ale who was carried in a sitting position wanted to grab the paper Rendra was holding.

"No. Can't do. This isn't Ale's toy" Rendra said as he removed the proposal from near Ale. He returned the proposal to Reza. "I'll donate in the name of my father's family."

"Oh, okay," said Reza.

"I don't carry much cash. Can transfer?" ask Rendra to Reza.

"Can, put on my account first."

"Okay, this is trust. I hope you don't abuse it" Rendra said as she looked at Reza.

"God willing, I never took a penny for personal gain. All incoming and outgoing funds must have a liability report. You just write it on the donor list, on the back sheet to be recorded," said Reza.

"How much do you want to lose, Mom? I have cash if 300 thousand," interrupted Dita.

"That makes the handle darling. My cash is also just enough to buy bbm later. Transfer is okay. I'll get my phone first." Rendra moved from his seat to pick up the device inside.

"How many months is she, Dit?" reza asked as he looked at Ale sitting on Dita's lap.

"Four months five months, Mas," replied Dita.

"Your son is handsome, Dit," praised Reza who had seen Ale's behavior.

"Cowok ya handsome dong, Mas. If a girl is pretty. The cloning is Mas Rendra," said Dita with a small laugh.

Reza smiled faintly. "Yes, it's just like his father."

"That's real proof that he's my son" exclaimed Rendra who came out of the living room.

Reza smiled wryly at Rendra's words, which in his ears sounded like he was mocking her for not being able to have Dita.

"How many accounts?" asked Rendra after sitting back next to Dita.

Reza then mentioned his account number.

Not until one minute, Rendra has managed to make a transfer.

"Have been in the transfer. Want to send proof of transfer?"

"Can, can be sent via bluetooth." Reza takes the device and activates Bluetooth.

Rendra also activated bluetooth on his device. He then sends proof of transfer to the Reza device after Bluetooth is connected.

Reza gasped at the nominal that Rendra transferred. The biggest donation ever received. Usually the congregation only contributes from nominal 20 thousand to 100 or 200 thousand only per person. However, Rendra contributes up to a nominal 7 digits.

"That's huge. Not wrong, is it?" ask Reza to make sure.

Rendra shakes. "No. It's true that number."

"Thank you very much. May Allah multiply the reward and sustenance of Pak Vijaya's family."

"Aamiin's."

"Then, I'll take my leave" said Reza.

Rendra. "Please put to good use."

"good. Thanks again." Reza took Rendra in. The two of them finally shook hands for the first time even though they had met several times.

"Assalamu'alaikum," Reza greeted him before he left the terrace.

"Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullahi wabakatuh."

"Cool baba yes, son," praised Dita as she glanced at her husband who was acting pretentious cool.

"Ba, ba," Ale chanted as he moved his hand.

"Suami and babanya who used to dong." Rendra's narcissistic attitude started to come out.

Dita as usual just laughed in response to her husband.

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Jogja, 121221 23.45

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