TALAQ
Part 159 TALAQ.
I haven't been in the office for a week, I've been at home helping my parents to prepare for my wedding, about the Ringgo family they all knew about my marriage because my parents told him, and they approved it, said the father of the state of Ringgo there was no real change in my little heart I was so sorry however, that, I also have to continue my life because there is still Afriana that I have to fight for and be my future.
Today I got news from Rani and Nina's parents, the news of my wedding and Mr. Chess has shocked all the factory employees, what else all the employees are invited to attend my wedding party at Sun Hotel in Madiun, Madiun city, with two seoson, considering the factory employees there are five thousand people and several other Chess package business relations located in the area near the city of Madiun. The news of the excitement was not only present from Rani and Nina Pak Catur itself also told it by telephone, even some employees who already knew me sent me a message to ask the truth about my marriage and Mr. Chess.
From several WhatsApp stories my friends also upload their shock to the implementation of my marriage with Mr. Chess. Even if we are no longer young, the pingitan event has been held since a week ago between me and Mr. Chess is not allowed to meet. And we both communicate via WhatsApp, and then through chat, not video call.
[Alhamdulillah, today mama, papa and all families from Jakarta have arrived in Madiun city, can Salam from Dwi mas and Tri mas] Pak Catur.
[Alhamdulillah, Greetings to all] me.
Well, Jamal's mom today, um Us started staying at my parents' house they all helped prepare for my wedding, although only the marriage contract event the name is also the village must have a lot to prepare, such as making a typical village's jajajan, ranging from frying rengginan, frying emping belinjo, making eggs, bouncy flowers, and so on, for bread and fruit we ordered. Three days before my wedding day my house and my parents' house had rame some relatives and neighbors began to come to help to cook for tomorrow's event, besides the Qur'an khotmil event at my house, we had to cook for the blessing of the minimal shelter of one RT person, as well as distribute cooked food to all residents of one RT and some close relatives whose homes are not far from my home or my parents.
"Manten don't go in the kitchen, it'll burn!" the neighbor saw me enter the kitchen.
"Yes, if the entrance to the fire is burning, yu." said Yah with a smile.
"Mantene wes kaplak(old)yu." I joke.
"Hus, pamali Fah, can not be so, the name of the manten yes remains a manten." sergeant neighbors who are quite old.
Hearing my answer those in my parents' kitchen laughed crisply, in my parents' kitchen many mothers volunteered to help, some stirred red fingers, and some were, some are cut into potatoes, some are fried-fried, some put snacks into plastic. Some are fried rempeyek, some are fried shrimp crupuk, those in the kitchen are busy by themselves, and laughter adds to the crowded kitchen so they do not feel tired.
"Well, how many people tomorrow?" ask Us to me.
"Alright, so we can prepare the blessing and its sovenir all binat." said mbak Us.
"When I want it to be simple, lakok turns out to be a complicated yo tetep." I complained.
"If the father still can not be simple Fah, our lawong is a large family, half of the residents of RT here are still relatives, so yes still have to be rich gini, gini, just the difference is that we have no need to accept invited guests." explained Mbak Us.
"Yes, yes." sahutku while helping mbak Us prepare souvenirs for khotmil Qur'an invitation and sholawat invitation.
The little ones play together, so that adds to the festive atmosphere in my house as well as in my parents' house. The fathers are also busy with their respective duties, there is just a story while enjoying a meal with the father there who helped set the location, and there are others who are not involved in the process, though the plan I did not use the tent was beyond expectations of relatives of Pak Anam many who came so suddenly rent the tent, lucky there are brothers who rent the tent so it is very easy. Since Nafisa is pregnant we forbid Nafisa to help, Nafisa is more with me because I myself am not allowed to help.
"Another month of events, seven months of Nafisa, wes eat delicious teros." mbak Us.
"Means I must be as sharp as, out of windows, lahiran, as the target, telon-telon and piton-piton la I also imagine if the fit of Nafisa's monthly direction replace the innate Afifa, cook-cook again teros anyway." kelakar mbak Yah's.
All of us who heard Yah's words immediately laughed crisply until they were spinning.
"Berati for almost two years make iwel-iwel teros, and especially if you replace mbak Us or mbak Yah who is pregnant, wes pak must stock glutinous one ton for iwel-iwel." seruku.
We were all spinning more and more when we heard our roots, even those in the kitchen heard us talking
"Yes, I don't cook well for the ration of the teros tomb, let my rice be whole." lamented my neighbor.