Thousand Wounds
18

~ If in the end you are not united to someone you always call in your every prostration and prayer, then do not be sad. Maybe it's because God wants to unite you with others. Who in silence even more often say your name in every prostration and prayer. Allahualambissawab.~

The loss of Husna still leaves a wound for Fahri. But he did not want to disappoint abi and uminya who wanted to see him married soon. Because of that, he finally decided to accept the arranged marriage suggested by his parents.

After getting ready, Fahri and his parents left for the Kiayi Maimun residence. Fahri looks so handsome in a babyblue colored shirt with white embroidery on the chest and cream color pants. The good looks of this Chinese man really attracted the attention of the women who saw it.

After about an hour. Finally Fahri's car has now arrived at the residence Kiayi Maimun. Fahri can clearly see a simple building that is neatly arranged and very clean gives the impression of security when first coming to the place.

" She.tok...Assalamualaikum,"he said his abbot Fahri gave his greetings when he was at the door of Kiyai Maimun's house.

" Walaikumsalam." replied the owner of the house from the inside. Kiyai Maimun was already waiting for the arrival of his guest earlier.

Ceklek.the door sounds open.

" Thank God.ayo.ayo.please enter," said Kiayi Maimun while alternately shaking the hands of Fahri and his ashes.

Now in the living room has been seen the wife of Kiyai Maimun, Ummi Nani. He is an amazing writer. His works are widely known. Ummi Nani always tries to raise the spirits of women through her writing to always try to be women who are missed by heaven. Even every verse he wrote was always successful in shaking the souls of his readers. Therefore, no wonder if the middle-aged woman is so polite in speaking words and very polite in behaving.

" Let's sit down, please" said Ummi Nani while hugging his ummhmi Fahri.

" Ummi, please call our daughter! Tell him that our special guest has arrived" asked Kiyai Maimun in a polite tone to his wife.

" Yes abi...Ummi called Mutia first in his room" replied Umm Nani. Then he walked out of the living room and into Mutia's room.

Meanwhile, Mutia was now done getting ready. In full sequin kebaya dress combined with a batik patterned skirt with a simple hijab now she looks so beautiful and elegant.

" Yes. ummi entered," replied Mutia from inside the room.

Ceklek.the door opens.

" Mashallah is very beautiful princess Ummi," said Ummi Nani as her left hand clasped the back of Mutia's hand. His right hand stroked his daughter's cheek. "It does not feel that Ummi's daughter is an adult and will soon be married" he continued with eyes that have begun to look teary.

"Thank you Ummi" replied Mutia who had now embraced the body of the woman who had given birth to her.

With feelings of sadness, sadness, happiness and still half-believing. Now Ummi Nani returned the embrace of her daughter. He stroked the back of Mutia. As if not ready to release his beautiful daughter who will soon build a family of her own.

"Ummi, can Mutia be like Ummi? Being a wife who sholehah when viewed will strengthen the heart of the husband? Being a wife who when the oral talk can calm the heart of the husband? and can Mutia be the most comfortable backup for a husband when tired hit? Ummi Mutia always prayed that God would bring Mutia together with a righteous man. A man who can accept every deficiency that exists in Mutia. The man who could be the priest in the family would later lead Mutia and our children to the paradise of Allah. All this time the male figure that Mutia dreamed of was a man like abi Ummi," said Mutia who was now crying in the arms of Umm Nani.

Ummi Nani could no longer hold back her tears at the words of her daughter. A moment later he let go of his embrace. She looked at Mutia's beautiful face. Gently Ummi Nani wiped away the tears that were now wetting Mutia's cheeks.

" dear...Mutia Dengerin Ummi yes son. Marriage is a worship, dear. The long service we will live. There are a lot of things that we will go through in the future. In marriage, we will be asked to keep learning. Learning to be able to complement each other's shortcomings in each of us. Ummi used to be like that too. Learn how to be a good wife. Alhamdulillah son, with the permission of Allah and thanks to the guidance of abi little by little ummi learned to keep trying to organize themselves into someone better. God willing ummi believes, Mutia can definitely be better than ummi. Mutia doesn't have to worry, son. Ummi noticed it seems like Fahri is a sholeh man. He also looks so polite kok son, "light Umm Nani on Mutia.

It was like getting a fresh breeze. Now Mutia felt a calmness in her heart. His words were so comforting to his feelings. Instantly the nervous and fearful feeling that haunted him seemed to disappear just like that.

" Thank you Ummi. Thank God Mutia feels better now" Mutia told Umm Nani.

" Yes, baby, you're welcome. Yaudah now we're out, son. Abi and Nak Fahri's family are waiting outside. It's not good to let them wait too long" Umm Nani replied.

Mutia just nodded her head. Ummi Nani and Mutia walk side by side. They will meet with Fahri's family to discuss the arranged marriage that his brother had agreed with Fahri's parents.