TALAQ
Part 255 TALAQ
Laughter and boisterous children color my house every day, especially now added there is Afriana who is at home, Afriana does not stop flirting with her sisters, according to plans last night this morning ak, t, mr. Chess and the children will visit my parents' house and also visit the parents' house in Ringgo, in addition to berkilaturahim we want to discuss about the plan to pick up the Ringgo mas, the last few years Mr. Chess several times invited me to visit the parents of both Ringgo mas.
"All ready to go!" my orders to all children.
"Ready," replied Afriana ready.
"Let's goo," exclaimed Afwa and Afwi girang.
"Every queen mother," replied Mr. Chess with his trademark smile.
I, Mr. Chess and the children went straight to Halalam, we alternately entered the car, I and Alfah sat in front while Afriana and her three sisters sat in the back. The three of them scrambled to sit on the lap of Afriana because the win had long since the four of them had not met. We went to my parents' house with Mr. Chess who was our driver, I never thought that I would have five children, deliberately me and Mr. Chess only take the children without involving the workers in my house, and today I free them to enjoy the day casually, he said, in addition, I also want quality time with my family, even if only once a month, especially since four months ago my chapter and my sisters have been very busy taking care of my family.
Fifteen minutes had passed we had all reached my parents' yard, Nafisa and her son were already on the terrace to welcome us, while my parents were nowhere to be seen.
"Assalamu'alaikum!" exclaims Afriana and their three sisters are very enthusiastic when they get off first from the car.
"Wa'alaikum hail, O Allah my brother Afri is already a great bull kangen!" exclaiming Nafisa was no less enthusiastic and immediately hugged her.
"I also miss the bulek," said Afriana.
"Let's go to the altar in the kitchen again cook with the soup of Yah," said Nafisa happy.
"Assalamu'alaikum," now I and Mr. Chess give Salam while the children have scattered somewhere.
"Wa'alaikum salam, mbak, mas, dik alifa beautiful, enter and enter again mbah cook your favorite anointing lo dik Alifa," said Nafisa anxious to see Nafisa.
"What is Naf cooking, then,?" ask Chess to Nafisa.
"Basak oseng papaya leaves the same anchovy, mbak favorite in the first time pregnant Alifa, I still remember first almost every day asking to cook papaya leaves, papaya leaves, to the extent that the papaya tree does not have time to bear its leaves you spend Fa, Fa, for example the tree can talk he must have complained about the level of the gods." said Nafisa.
"La you're the one who didn't hear Naf, the tree was already crying that blood," said mbak Yah who had just appeared in the kitchen.
"Bupuh's niece ayuk here bubuh gendong." Ma'am Yah immediately took Alifa from my sling.
"Well, where's Zahra?" my many.
"Zahra is training, so do not follow," replied Yah who had carried Alifa "Sana cepetan invite your husband to eat while still anget-anget, delicious." mbak Yah orders me.
I met my mother who was still in the kitchen, my mother was still busy washing her former dishes while my husband was either already where I did not know anymore. After shaking hands and with my mother and father who had just returned from the yard I continued to look for my husband. Usually my husband will go to the backyard if visiting my parents' house.
"Mas, let's have breakfast!" seruku once saw Mr. Chess who was sitting on the wood in the yard.
"It's very cool to be here" said Mr. Chess.
"From a long time ago," I said to sit next to my husband "Let's eat breakfast first, I was hungry earlier I have not had breakfast." invite me.
"Yuk your habit is a pity if you want to go to your mother's house always do not want to eat at home" said Mr. Chess who already understands my habits.
"It's the same, the same," I said, indeed from the first every time I wanted to come to my parents' house we always did not want to eat at home.
My husband and I went back to my parents' house there had gathered all my family there mbak Yah, father, mother, mass Jamal, Fauzan, Nafisa and the children who had frenzied by themselves. We all enjoyed the dishes with a happy feeling, my parents always provide simple dishes from the past until now nothing has changed.
"Af already memorized how much juz?" ask Afriana.
"New twenty juz, mbah," replied Afriana politely.
"Alhamdulillah, if memorization is not fast the most important is true and not to lose its rote" my father told Afriana.
"Yes, Mbah," replied Afriana politely.