
Chapter 3
Bu Joko and Bu Budiman glanced at each other. Of course they wonder why perfect men like Ali choose to stick with women who are not good morals and have a bad nature.
"Why indeed?" ask Bu Joko.
"Yes, because he wears incantations so that my son continues to be infatuated with him. Ali used to always pass by and spoke me softly and obediently, now he often fights me and prefers to obey his wife. Such a sudden change of attitude is definitely due to use," replied Ruqoyah with her curly lips muttering in accusation against Hafsah.
"What's? Time of Miss Ruqoyah? Even though when we met with the son and daughter-in-law of Bu Ruqoyah, they were very polite and very kind" said Bu Darma and asserted by two other Mothers.
"He likes to do imaging. Jauuuuh from that. Does your son-in-law always show the bad side when in front of others?" ruqoyah asked everyone who was there.
"No, right? Well, the Hafsah is too!" ruqoyah continued with glaring eyes.
The mothers were silent, they thought about the children and daughter-in-law they had. They are never bad in front of others. Only the people of the house know their bad habits.
"Yes, it is possible that what Bu Ruqoyah said is true" Ms. Darma replied.
"Patient Bu Ruqoyah, yes. Pray that your daughter-in-law will change and that there may be a miracle of getting pregnant" continued Bu Joko and this made Ruqoyah dislike.
"Yes. Diligently pray that the son-in-law can change his nature. May this be granted our prayers," added Bu Budiman and this further makes Ruqoyah glare.
Who knows when they speak there are angels and pray their prayers. If until that happens, then the behavior and nature of Hafsah will change the opposite.
'Ah, amit-amit, deh! I don't want to have a son-in-law who disobeys my in-laws and membubangkan me later, ' Inner Ruqoyah.
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Ali picked up Hafsah from the meeting. Before they go home, they stop by a place. They came to a bookstore next to the great mosque. At that place they both met.
Now they deliberately came to the place to borrow to buy books on how to educate children under five, PAUD, and Kindergarten. Ali also likes to read any book that can add general insight and useful knowledge for him. Whenever he has a child, he is ready.
"Honey, how, buy this book so much?" tanya Ali though this matter was not strange to him.
"After looking at the contents, it turns out that these books are very much new knowledge that I just know. So I want to buy everything, Bang," I'm shy. He had only wanted to buy one or two books, but was instead interested in buying five.
Hafsah deliberately bought books to add knowledge about the character of a child at an early age. Books on how to deal with a sick child and books on how to teach counting by jarithmetic methods. As they were about to go to the cashier, a woman hit Hafsah until the book in the deck fell all.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it" Hafsah told the man who had run him over.
"Yes, I'm lucky it's okay, ma'am. Next time be careful on the road, don't daydream," the woman replied while tidying up her clothes.
"Yes, Mother. Once again I'm sorry," said Hafsah who is not the same type of person. Moreover, it had already upset the woman.
"Sadah?" Ali recognized the woman who hit his wife.
"Origin? Hi, how are you?" the woman asked Hafsah's husband and extended her hand. The woman's face was cheerful with sparkling eyes and wide smile on her back.
Hafsah saw the woman staring at Ali adoringly and smiling sweetly. She thought who this woman who knew her husband was.
"Honey, in my friend at school first," Ali told Hafsah because it was clear the woman was watching Sarah.
"Assynolajet. Introduce me, Hafsah, his wife Ali," said Hafsah and Sarah looking back at him, then scanning from top to bottom.
"Me, Sarah. Ali's boyfriend at school in junior high school" I'm that woman.
Ali frowned and denied his words. Of course Hafsah looked in silence at her husband.
"Hey, we've never dated, huh! Children used to love fooling people. I happened to be betrothed to you by them" explained Ali. He did not want that there would be a misunderstanding between them.
"Not that you admit to friends, if you actually like me. At that time I also liked you, but you said we were young, so do not be boyfriends," Sarah said with a cheerful laugh.
Ali's face flushed so shamefully. He liked it because Sarah was the most beautiful student. Maybe at school his friends said it was monkey love. Of course the real love he felt for the first time was to Hafsah. Although at first he was shy, but eventually he ventured to invite him to build a household. He knew Hafsah was open to women who liked to approach things forbidden by God, one of which was dating. If the heart is steady to establish a serious relationship then he will live it with all his heart.
"I'm sorry, we're in a hurry" said Hafsah, who disliked it when a woman saw her husband the way Sarah did. The woman was clearly staring at Ali with a feeling embellished with lust and desire.
Ali took Hafsah's hand and Sarah saw it with jealousy. He had always liked the man, but Ali did not want to go out with him. He said his parents forbid, even though they used to like it together.
"Why did we have to split up after graduating Junior High. If Ali hadn't gone to a boys' school, I probably would've been with him until now and I wouldn't have gone abroad," murmured Sarah was still watching Ali who was paying at the cashier.
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Ruqoyah glanced cynically at Hafsah as she returned home from the ceremony. The middle-aged woman was thinking how to get Ali and Hafsah divorced.
"Hafsah, how about we make a bet?" Ruqoyah wants to challenge Hafsah.
"Astaghfirullahal. Ma'am, can't do such a thing" replied Hafsah who was ironing the clothes he had lifted from the clothesline.
"I want to have grandchildren, Hafsah! If you can't give me a grandchild, yes, you should allow Ali to remarry a fertile woman!" ruqoyah snapped with emotion. The woman's eyes even so glared that they could not hold back her anger.
"Mom, if Allah wills me to become pregnant, God's Insha will be made easy. But, on the contrary if God does not will, no matter how much effort we do will not be able to get pregnant," replied Hafsah still with a soft voice.
"Here, that talk again, bosen heard it! If you're barren how do you get pregnant, huh? Can a barren woman get pregnant?" Ruqoyah threw the clothes from the pile that had been ironed by Hafsah towards her daughter-in-law's head.
'Astaghfirullahal'adzim, ' Inner Hafsah while picking up the clothes.
"Look, if in the next month you're not pregnant either, don't blame Ali for marrying another woman!" hardik Ruqoyah then kicked the pile of other clothes that had been neatly arranged before going to her room.
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Can you get pregnant in a month? Is in the corner of Ali's heart still stored Sarah's name? Follow their story, yes!