
“Mother, don't I live in this village? What do I do in Jakarta?” Azlan asked to remember.
“You wander and work there. You support us all. You're our backbone, you're funding your sister's school, you're always sending money to your mother. Also for the cost of care Sasha who needs a lot of money. Shasa, your youngest brother has cancer. He needs a lot of money,” explained Dinda with glazed eyes. “If this is the case, is it possible that you will return to Jakarta again to look for rupiah sheets while you just do not remember where your place of work, who is your boss, and what your job is.”
“Yes God..” Azlan rubbed his face trying to remember. But O Allah. He can not remember anything at all, instead he felt a pain in his head throbbing. Then he shook his head to stop the effort.
“But I have to stay to Jakarta, Mother. I have to finish my job there. What if it turns out that I still have many tasks that I have not completed? Of course it will be a debt that I will carry to death,” Azlan replied.
“You are right Azlan, because until now Mother does not know, the car you use and now the carcass of the reot behind the house belongs to whom? Mommy saw in STNK his name is Alexa Lian. Maybe it's your boss's car. And you are trusted to take him. You have to be accountable. But in the current situation, your condition is not possible, Azlan. You have to wait until your condition recovers.”
“Yes, Mother.” Azlan took out the STNK of the car from his wallet. He saw Alexa Lian's name on it.
“Are you sure you'll find your boss? The owner of the car?”
“Hopefully. With the help and permission of the Power, hopefully I will be able to find it.” Azlan folded STNK and re-entered it into the wallet.
“One more thing, you have to get married first and bring Mekka along with you before you go to Jakarta. So that Mother is calm here, Mother will not fret about your association in a big city.”
Azlan was silent.
“Azlan, we as Mekka's parents, bless your relationship with Mekka,” said Veti. “We already know your mother very well. We have been friends for a long time, and our relationship is good. As the saying goes, the fruit will not fall far from the stem. That saying aunt sure is right for you. Your nature, personality and all about you will not be far from your mother. We know very well with your mother's life and good manners, we really want you to be our daughter-in-law.”
“Hopefully I am confident, Bi,” Azlan replied while nodding.
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The whole room looked tensely staring at Azlan and Mekka sitting side by side wearing all-gold colored clothes. I don't know what makes the audience feel tense, maybe because in the house of Mecca, will release a beautiful girl and handsome man idol village into a married couple.
Azlan was already sitting in front of the ruler and then he smoothly said qobul shortly after Anjas recited his ijab.
The whole audience was getting tense when the ruler asked, “How's saki? Valid?”
“Saah..” replied, How many witnesses make the tension in the faces of the audience fade and change with cheerful faces.
The sentence hamdallah resonated, changing the simple event to feel crowded, then the prayer lafaz accompanied by the audience to say aamiin changed the situation turned into solemn.
Flashes of the phone's camera repeatedly capture the position when the back of Azlan's hand is at the tip of the nose of Mecca.
Everyone present congratulated the newlyweds.
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Kabuuur.... 💃💃