TALAQ
Part 08 TALAQ

"Alhamdulillah, he finished also being able to go home as soon as possible" I said while packing clothes into a small suitcase that I carried

"Alhamdulillah, relieved yes mbak, finally we can complete our task "said Rindy is also packing her clothes.

Finished tidying up the equipment all participants gathered in the room of the training ground, because the farewell event then only until 12 noon and then all participants return to their respective cities.

After traveling approximately 9 hours from the city of Jakarta to Madiun, before the early hours of the morning, I and the group arrived at Madiun station.

Me and my friends were picked up by their families. I picked up my sister Fauzan on her motorcycle, after 30 minutes of walking I arrived at my house safely.

Because it's Saturday and I just got home from training so I got a work holiday permit. This morning after taking Afriana to school I went home and cleaned my house, which I had left for a month.

"Fah" my mother's voice from outside was calling my name

"Yes, buk!" I was tidying my clothes in the room.

"Where, training? smoothly?" ask my mom

"Alhamdulillah, smoothly buk" I replied "Afriana, how buk ?" much

"All right, all right, only Afri won't go to her house" replied my mother

"Son, what - ma'am, later in the afternoon try to seduya, who knows want to go to the house of the mbahnya "my word "Papak where buk?" ask me again

"Your father, again breakfast, I'd like to talk, are you loose yet ?" ask my mom

"So, what's buk ?" much

"About Ringgo" answered my mother

I followed my mother's steps to enter my parents' house, at my father's house already sitting in the living room waiting for us.

Me, mom and dad sitting on the floor with a mat, you start a conversation with heart - heart.

"Fah, it's been 6 months Ringgo left without any clarity, what is your decision, household if let here is not good, no, a few days ago you came here if you agree to tonight we go to the Ringgo family's house to ask for clarity from Ringgo, how, you agree not?" ask my father

"If this is the best Ifah follow the father, we try" I replied flatly

"Your feelings for Ringgo are how to Fah?" ask my mom

"Actually, Ifah, already tired buk, sir, I don't know ifah males think "my answer origin

"Don't do that, Fah, if left this way continues not good for mental development, Afri, however the father does not want the father's household, messy while still being able to be repaired yes in repair, Afri, Fah" my father's advice is wise

"Right, Fah, what your father said, it's not good for the household to hang like this" my mother advised

"Oh, sir, actually, I don't want to be like this either, I'm tired of buk, sir with all this, whatever I did wrong in Ringgo's eyes, sorry buk, sir, sir because Ifah cannot build a household properly" I said politely with tears.

"Already, all is destiny, we can only live it, leave everything to Allah SWT. Yes, it will be bad not call your mas to come here" said my father

"We parents actually do not want to interfere in your household affairs, Fah, but as parents mother, father and masmu do not accept Ringgo's treatment of you and Afri" my mother was a little angry.

After talking to me, my father immediately called my mas in order to come as soon as possible, this time only my family members came while my mother did not come.

During the day I picked Afriana up to school on holiday I thought. Because there was something I wanted to buy, before I picked up, Afri, I stopped by a shop not far from the school, Afri.

When shopping I met one of the relatives of the Ringgo mas, yes although not a close relative I tried to greet with friendly after all we already know each other.

"Shop, mom!" my sap is friendly

"Sir, Ifah, yes, mbak, tumben mbak Ifah saturday at home, do not work to mbak ?" ask her

"It just so happens that again the mabk holiday "I answered while choosing groceries on the shelf.

"Mbak, Ifah, why the hell divorced with mas, Ringgo, do not mentang mbak have a good job at will to the husband, mbak so the wife must be obedient to the husband, husband, and husband, even though we have our own interpretation "he said a little cynical

"Hopefully, you may not suffer the fate like me, lucky husband mbak responsible, mbak need not be difficult - hard work to make a living, mbak, and again hopefully what I experienced did not happen in the family life mbak, remember mbak, mbak also girls, you can easily say that because mbak do not know what, what, what, if at any time mbak or anakmbak experience a nasip like me, there mbak new will know "sayku flat immediately leave it without saying goodbye.

After I finished shopping and paid at the cashier I went straight to the school, Afri, to pick him up. Once out of class, Afri, was very happy when she saw me who was standing in front of the school gate, half running, Afri, approached me who was waiting for her with me showing my friendly smile

Riding a speed motorcycle I bonceng, Afri, headed home. On the way, Afri, enthusiastically told me all his activities while at school, and also his habit if he came home picked up by, Nafisa, my sister-in-law.

The relationship, Nafisa, and Afri, is very good, how grateful I am, even though my husband does not care but all my family cares and loves me and Afri.

Arriving home, Afri, immediately change clothes and tidy up his own bags and shoes and wash his hands, wash his face before doing other activities.

"Af, when you're done, look what I bought for you !" call me to Afriana

"Look, look" replied my enthusiastic son "Aysikk, teddy bear!" exclaiming anaku girang

"Afri, like ?" tanyku

"Like, one buk, thank you buk" said Afriana happily and immediately hugged me.

"Af, study diligently yes, this is still your favorite chocolate, this is for you, this is for bulik, Naf, please you pity my bulik "command

"Well, Buk "Afriana answered immediately ran to my parents' house to look for, Nafisa, yelling "Bulik, bulik, there is a gift for bulik"

Before long, Afriana and Nafisa entered my room happily.

"Thank you, mbk, I love it" said Nafisa happily.

"Forgive, we're out on holiday, all rhyme, Afri, the streets" I said

"Now, madam?" tanya Nafisa is enthusiastic like Afriana

"Yes, now but the dzuhur prayer first, just departed" I said

"Ready, well done, Af, spout let's change clothes first, all want to ask permission mas, Fauzan" said Nafisa happy. My relationship with Nafisa is like a sister, we often go out together just unwind.

"So, Fauzan, say yes but it's good to ask permission again" I said.