Meet You Again
Young ustadz

The winding journey continues to lead them to become more mature and forge themselves for the better.

Like the cold Jova finally became warm after Vino's presence.

Like Kaila who finally stepped outside the limits of her courage, and got engaged to Lian.

Like Mey who finally gave up her grudge, and returned in the arms of Fatur.

This time the universe offers as well as a test to Juwita, a young widow with one child who has been living in regret.

"Abah Ismail called Papah. He intends to match you with his son."

The words of Papah Subroto through a phone call two days ago, continued to ring in Wita's mind. Since divorcing from Fatur he never thought he would remarry, he only focused on Miya, his little daughter.

The man Subroto was referring to was Ustadz Wahab. A young man who often replaces the Abah fills the study if the Abah is obstructed. In terms of behavior is no doubt.l, he is a man who understands religion and behaves well.

But until now Wita has not given an answer to the Papah. Juwita could not immediately give an answer. It is true that he knew Wahab's ustadz, but very rarely did they say hello.

This afternoon the class will return to the degree. There are many residents who come to the mosque to teach lmu and listen to the religious lectures of Kiayi Ismail.

But it seems that this time we deliberately asked Wahab who filled the study, with the reason just want to rest. And as usual, Wahab followed him.

Long enough Wita was washed away staring at someone who attracted a lot of people in the study. His calm and relaxed carrying made Ustadz Wahab no less admired like his Abah.

"Wit" that familiar voice sounded not far from him. The woman who was now firmly veiled turned her gaze toward the master of sound.

"Yes Bu Nyai" he said politely.

"After studies, don't go straight home."

Wita nodded her head. Jill knows this is going to happen. Ustadz Wahab's party would have wanted an answer from him.

Finished his studies at the invitation of little Miya sitting in the courtyard of the mosque made of wood. The old building was just like his current residence, almost entirely made of ulin wood. In addition to giving the impression of antique building was very sturdy and durable. Most of the buildings there are like that. They have under-house and rather tall colonnades.

Now the mother nyai is already beside him and Miya"Miya dear, want to play with Khadija brother is not?" tawar Bu nyai's.

little Miya looked enthusiastic. He was indeed very close to Khadijah, the younger sister of Ustadz Wahab.

"Mamah" called Miya as if asking permission from the Mamah. And Wita nodded with a smile to Miya, a sign she gave her permission.

"Have you heard from your father?" questions start there.

"Yes ma'am nyai, two days ago Papah told me."

"What do you think?" a very heavy line of words Wita explain and answer.

His fingers clashed in his lap, bowed with a faint tongue.

"In the time of the Prophet, if there is a girl in the sermon and she is just silent, it means she agrees you know" said Bu Nyai.

Juwita raised her gaze. It blinded Bu Nyai to a little laugh" that in the days of the Prophet. Take it easy, I won't take your answer that way."

"I am Nyai's widow" he said slowly.

"Yes we all know" said the kindly, shady-faced woman.

"And Ustadz Wahab was a bachelor. What people will say."

"Life is our life, why should you be confused with the opinions of others!." The words of Bu Nyai have a point.

"And how did Ustadz Bu respond?. He probably already has the girl he loves" he said. The status of the widow attached to him, made the feeling of inferior so at home lodged in his mind. In addition, she already has a daughter"How will Miya face her new Papah later?" whispered heart Wita.

"Well, it's Miss Nyai. Judging from my previous experience of marrying a man who loved another woman, it was very scary Mom."

In the arms of Bu Nyai Juwita's small body. He knows all about this woman. Until finally he chose to live in this village. Santi, the Mamah has told Bu Nyai everything.

"God is like human prejudice. So be kind to Him" he said as he patted the mother of one child's shoulder gently.

On the terrace of the house located next to the Mosque looks Ustadz Wahab ketar-ketir waiting for good news from the Mother.

"Hus!!!. If you are tense, you bring ablution there" restless and agitated Wahab kissed Abah Ismail.

"I-iya bah" he stammered.

This marriage began from the perspective of Abah Ismail against Wita, who experienced many good changes. He seems really intent on improving his morals and behavior.

"People like Wita need a leader who will help him to the straighter path. And that Abah Ismail found in the Son, who often caught his gaze was stunned staring at Wita from a distance.

Before it leads to slander and sin, it is better for them to be united in a halal bond. If it is a match.

Not long after Bu Nyai returned to his residence, followed by Wita with him. The young woman said goodbye to Abah Ismail and his family. He looked down when Ustadz Wahab came from the ablution of the mosque.

"Come on Miya, we go home first" he told the child. And after saying farewell to them, Wita and Miya finally resigned.

With a full face, Wahab approached the mother. And Nyai Ma'am smiled faintly at him.

"Where is the consultation of her fellow women??" before Wahab asked Abah, he asked his wife.

"We asked for three days" replied Ms Nyai.

"Hmmm, it seems that God is still testing your patience, son."

"Tock patience Wahab Bah. Kan Abah who started this matchmaking" he said while sitting leaning on the rattan chair of his home terrace.

"Yes, it is Abah. You forget that proverbs have a cause there is a consequence."

The white-fisted man glanced at the Abah. He dared to look directly at the face of the Abah. He wanted to ask about Abah's proverbs just now, but Wahab chose to undo the intention, he preferred to be patient for the next three days only, rather than having to discuss the language with Abah. It will be a long story. While the time is getting late in the afternoon, he must immediately clean himself and prepare to return to the mosque to perform congregational maghrib prayers.

"Hihihi" Bu Nyai was still smilingly glancing at his eldest son .

"Why Ma'am?, is there something strange on Wahab's face?."

"Yes Bang, Khadija can also see" said the sister.

"Did De?, De kahdijah see what?" ask Bu Nyai. He knew that his sister would tease his brother. From his passion, they can already feel Wahab's interest in Wita.

"There's a rainbow in your eyes!!" sahut Abah walked, turned to leave his wife and children on the front porch.

Of course Abah's words caused a red meet on Wahab's face.

"Hehehhehe, it's really Mom!. Abah aja already know" ledek Khadijah again.

Wahab licked his lips. He's so embarrassed now. There was nothing he could say as a form of defense to his Mother and Sister. This young man prefers to go into the house with his initial intention earlier, take a shower and immediately to the Mosque.

To be continued...

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