TALAQ
Part 160 TALAQ

Tonight I could not sleep, until twelvepm I was still awake, having finished helping to silence the sticky rice tape, along with Yah and mbak Us, actually the work is finished but the name of the village people if you want to have a celebration, the fathers of literacy just drink coffee and talk lightly said the elders to be careful so that there is no interference from the subtle nation. Finally at two o'clock in the night I just fell asleep after all asleep but not with my father, he and his friends stay awake.

Fajr prayer reverberated while others went to the mosque for congregational dawn prayer I was not allowed to participate in congregational prayer, I pray at home finished prayer, I finished prayer, I immediately arranged a place for the event khotmil Qur'an assisted by Fuazan.

"Mbak Fah, have you taken a shower? they are coming soon." said Fauzan while arranging cables and microphones for the Qur'an khotmil.

"Already, from before dawn, just look at the clothes I have changed the time not to take a bath." I replied while arranging the Quran on a small bench.

"Tomorrow don't take a shower, let it not rain" Fauzan said.

"Rain ya ngiyup Zan." sahutku cuek.

"Dilangin ngeyel."

In my village there is a myth that if the bride takes a bath, it will rain heavily during the event, but it is either true or not I do not understand, in fact, until now the myth remains trusted by the people in my village until now.

Hours 6,30. The morning of the invitations had been present consisting of three hafidzahs and two commoners like me, having conversed for a while to base the stale events of the Qur'an khotmil at the beginning, he said, because I am the bride then I started chanting the holy verses of the Quran starting from the suay Alfatihah continued the letter of Albaqarrah until the completion of one letter. Nafisa and mbak Us also listened not to miss the son of Afriana he listened fervently sitting near me, while mbak Yah busy himself with mothers cooking in the kitchen. The sweetness and beauty of the holy verse of the Quran add to the sauce more calm and peaceful.

Honestly, I was a little nervous to chant the holy verse of the Qur'an in front of the hafidzah, considering that I rarely attended the Qur'an khotmil event. At seven o'clock breakfast and snack dishes are served on the table, usually they eat in turn so the event khotmil Qur'an continues without pause.

The busyness in my house and my mother's house can not be avoided anymore especially today the h-1 event is very full, some put up decorations for the event of the contract, especially today, there are those who go back and forth bring a bushel of food to be distributed to neighbors and relatives. In the kitchen of the mothers in the sport with a cooking event, smoke in the kitchen billows with its ripple, wind, incense, remains the main menu in the celebration event in the village.

Thank God the Qur'an khotmil event went well at one o'clock in the afternoon was over, and I saw the neighbors seemed to have also finished distributing food to neighbors and relatives. Now the mothers focus on cooking for the event later in the afternoon, thanks to the pampering of the fathers and blessings for the sholawat invitations.

"Fah, earlier Bubuh Nyai said, he wanted to donate sholawat for tomorrow after the event, about twelve santriwati who were sent." said my mother who sat near me.

"Are they not buk school, santrinua Bupuh Nyai are all students" I replied.

"Tomorrow, it's Sunday Fah." said my mother.

"Actually the father and mother have refused but the kekeh Nyai Regent wants to donate he said after all, you used to be his santri there, that's why Nyai Cuckold, he said, so that your marriage will be more blessed because many pray." advice my mother.

"Well buk, Fah, actually hugged buk, because Fah rarely sowan to the place of Bubuh Nyai, especially now want to marry not sowan to Bubuh even in the block sholawat" I said.

"Your ridicule, Fah, just being grateful, means there are still many people who love you" my mother advised again.

When it was a bit loose I opened my salary, a lot of incoming messages from factory and office friends. And there was one message from Mr. Chess and mbak Irma.

[Subhanaallah, Dinda's voice makes kangmas add adem] Pak Chess.

[I mean] I.

[Tomorrow] Mr. Chess.

From the post of mbak Irma I opened it turns out that the video of Mr. Chess who is chanting the holy verse of the Quran, Pak Catur was also chanting the holy verse of the Quran the same letter that I read, from the video I see if Mr. Catur accompanied by his two brothers mas Tri and mas Dwi.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Nina and Mbak Rani come, because they still have to go to work they come a little afternoon.

"Wa'alaikum salam." said all of us who heard Greetings from Rani and Nina.

"Sorry, yes just came, the end of your boss does not give permission anyway." grumbled Nina.

"Not her boss but her husband."celtuk mbak Rani.

We all chatted while doing light work such as putting snacks in a snack box. Covering the food that will be served for tomorrow, or just decorate the snacks for parcel souvenirs for the groom's family.