TALAQ
Part 188 TALAQ.

"Bag,"

"Let's go down, I already know you're hungry, right?" guess Mr. Chess.

"Sometimes I'm ashamed, the new time of eating has eaten again" I complained.

"Honey, don't think about the strange things that matter Dinda healthy, in two days we can go home to Madiun mas work is almost done," said Mr. Catur while walking to the mosque.

All residents of the Cakra family perform dhuhur prayer congregation, usually papa who became a priest, but sometimes pak Catur who became a priest or husband mbak Irma. After our dhuhur prayers were in the dining room, we all ate together, between us there was no sound, because after eating we will continue our activities, especially papa, papa, yes actually papa is very busy because of the demand of mama finally papa obey. Papa was quick to return to the office after lunch at home.

"Pa, later tonight don't come home late," mama's message to papa who wants to go back to the office.

"Ready mama," replied papa and left with the driver.

"Ma, you're busy !" said Mr. Chess.

"Your father is busy every day, busy - busy father must have time for family, especially now there are children and grandchildren are here, not to be because money ignores the family," wise mother's advice.

I heard the conversation of Mama and Mr. Chess made me have a lot to learn from mama.

"Well, what do you want, but it's here?" ask mama.

"Well, I don't want anything, ma'am" I answered honestly.

"My wife is condolent lo Ma, he said it is not good if you have to eat often," beat pal Chess lightly.

"Fah, Fah, you're the life of three, yes it's appropriate if you have to eat often, hungry just eat Fah, want what to say" advised mama.

"Yes, ma'am" I replied.

"My wife wants to be close to me, Ma,"

"Yes it's appropriate Ton, lucky my wife wants to be close to you try if who does not want to be close to her husband, do you not suffer, like my mother used to be pregnant when you were Dwi, for six months do not want to be close to your papa, every day ya jingling, lucky your papa understand, otherwise maybe your Paps are gone, so mama message, mama, the emotions of pregnant women are uncertain so you have to learn more, especially learn from papa," advised mama.

"Inshaallah Ma, tonight I will not study with papa," replied the Chess.

"You stay here in a week, you also want to take care of your daughter and granddaughter" pint mama.

"The demand is so Ma, but my work is a lot, in addition I have to immediately make a selection for a new secretary, mama does not want if my daughter and granddaughter come to work," said Mr. Chess.

"Yes, you already know you want to marry Afifah instead of quickly looking for a change, now even just looking for a change,"

"Kan, I used to be afraid of being rejected Ma, grateful my prayers were granted by Allah SWT, lucky also to have followed the advice of kakung to ask directly to father and mother," said Mr. Chess reminiscing about the past "Ma I want to take my wife's children for a walk," said Mr. Chess to mama.

"Where, it's rarely too late to go home, "mama's message.

"Sure Ma, we will go home soon and I don't want my children and my wife to starve" replied Mr. Chess.

Mr. Chess invited me to enjoy the afternoon air around the complex, we both walked to a park that is specifically for the residents of the complex, there are many people who are just sitting relaxed or are busy with gadgedbya, some are busy playing with children, or are inviting parents to unwind, or, there are also those who exercise using sports equipment facilities provided in the park. Mr. Chess and I walked around every corner of the park, a beautiful garden, and beautiful, comfortable enough to just unwind. After a little tired of walking, I and Mr. Chess chose to sit on a bench while looking at the visitors who were passing by in the park.

"Tomorrow we go to the doctor first before returning to the city of Madiun, mas want to ensure the health of Dinda and our two children" said Mr. Chess.

"Aren't you going to the office tomorrow?" my many.

"Morning to the office, the afternoon between Dinda and the doctor, is it hungry yet? it's a meal to bring an apple, eat and drink first" said Mr. Chess while offering a box containing cut apples and a bottle of tomato juice removed from his bag.

"when did you get all this ready?" I asked, I did not expect if in the backpack of Chess sir there are apples and tomato juice, I think it is just a wallet and water only.

"From noon I asked my mother to prepare it" replied Mr. Chess.

A cool afternoon after sitting for about an hour I and Mr. Chess decided to go home, because the clock also showed at four and had entered the prayer time ashar, then walked down the street of the complex, the distance of the house and garden is not far we only need fifteen minutes walk from the Cakra family home to the park. As soon as I got home, Mr. Chess and I headed to the room to clean themselves.

Drrrrrrttt Drrrrrrrttt

My phone rang with my sister's number Fauzan.

[Assalamu'alaikum Zan] I.

[Wa'alaikum Salam Mbak] Fauzan.

[How are you at home, my nymph] I.

[Call my niece's acquaintance] Fauzan.

[Basic, how's Nafisa?] i'm.

[Alhamdulillah well, another month is the time to make rujak, mbak not settled in Jakarta right?] Fauzanis.

[Yes, don't stay here what about Mas's job] I.

[Sykurlah, afraid to settle in Jakarta, I will not have any friends] Fauzan.

[By the way no one bought me a snack].

[Zan, your wife wants to see if she's still here?] mr. Chess.

[Bawain monas only mas] kelakar Fauzan.

[Sableng base] Mr. Chess.

The three of us chatted through a video call, yes between me and Fauzan had two weeks less to meet because Fauzan did not come to Jakarta in my wedding reception. You talk almost an hour, whatever we tell you about when I first became secretary to the Chess, I complained to Fauzan because I had to cook cates, as well as Fauzan who once proposed to me that I resign.

"Lucky Dinda didn't follow Fauzan's proposal!" said Mr. Chess.

"Why?" my many.

"If Dinda resigns I will have no reason to be able to approach Dinda, sorry if the first mas very fussy, his own wrong cuisine is very good, make nibaii," said Mr. Chess.

Hearing the confession of Mr. Chess I just smile," Oh yes mas thank you first for paying my fried rice and mbak Rani," I said remembering that time.

"Who paid?" ask the Chess.

"Don't pretend mas, I know that mas also ate fried rice at the tent stall at that time," I said.

"I don't think Dinda knows why she didn't join or say hello to me so arrogant,"

"I was not arrogant mas, later in thought I was pretentious to know not knowing mas at that time mbak Rani to think it would be made into a mumbal, because the owner of the stall did not want to be paid," I told you about the time of the incident.

Mr. Chess even laughed out loud hearing my story "Now Rani's mabk is right to be a collision right,"

"Mommy mean?" my many.

"Tumbal Dinda, now mbak rani will be a change of office," kelakar Pak Catur.

"It's not funny, man" I said.

"Indeed not a comedian to tell funny, want adzan magrip let's immediately down we congregate in the mosque below, do not be late," ordered Mr. Chess.