
Pov: Muhammad Qois Albifardzan
"Our offer, if indeed Nak Albi would accept Salwa as his wife. Then we will be very happy and grateful to Nak Albi." Kyai Anwar is making me tense.
Usually the men who will come propose and ask the woman. But this time it was the opposite.
"However, if there are other women who want Albi already wanted. We can't force either" Kyai Anwar added.
"We are here to ensure and comply with Salwa's willingness to show how Nak Albi's ability and willingness." Again I just kept quiet and the cloth lowered.
Of course I couldn't, of course I couldn't accept this offer. That's what I wanted to say. However, seeing a father and mother who are so happy and have full expectations of this union. Makes my tongue tickle to just say 'No.'
How should I explain to them, if I accept this offer then I have chosen the path of lies. Even then, I will not be able to love Salwa, because my heart is filled with Layla.
"Can Albi think first, Mr Yai?" I asked that question. I don't want many people to get hurt because of my stupidity.
Everyone stared at each other. As if what I asked was a sign of rejection.
"Why, Bi? What do you need to think? You've met Neng Salwa, right? She's a perfect girl, le ... " Mommy replied with a cornered look and a bad taste to the guests.
"Snigh, Mother. Salwa women are good, educated and Sholehah. Whoever the man who became his companion would be lucky to have him. But, does Albi deserve that? Moreover Albi is nobody, Albi also has nothing." That's the reason I can explain now. Other than not having a heart and love. I still doubt if I can make him happy with the material that Salwa used to receive. That will make the girl even more miserable later.
"If that's what makes the doubt in your heart. Don't worry my son. Because my daughter will accept you for who you are. God willing, about matter, it's not a big deal that's going to hold you both back. All you need to do is accept each other and keep trying to be a couple of benefits in the world and the hereafter. And one day, lead my daughter to her paradise Allah SWT." This time plus Wife of Kyai Anwar_ Nyai Iffah's mother who spoke.
"Yes, Albi. I used to be like you when I proposed to Uminya Salwa. Not having anything, but Alhamdulillah .. as time goes on, our lives improve. You take it easy, Salwa insya Alloh, can be invited to live simply and want to accept whatever you give."
Their words scared me even more. Their submission to me, further cornered me and made me want to rebel not to accept all of it.
"Or maybe there's another woman?" Now it was Nada's turn to look at my doubts.
I doubtfully shook my head.
"There's not yet." It is also impossible for me to say if I already have another woman, while in front of my parents I have never told my interest in any female figure.
"Yes already. If we need time, we will wait. Don't be made tense, Albi boy." Kyai Anwar defused this tense situation.
"Yes. Just relax, Son ... Salwa is also still in her graduation tomorrow. There are still a few months left to decide on the wedding" added Ms Nyai Iffah.
"Salwa is the same age as Layla. They're so young, but I'm sorry-why get married young?"
The question was so presumptuous. Especially now in front of me are the great kyai who are already famous for their education.
They were not offended, even a small laugh.
"Because I don't want to, if my children spread their orgasm in a haram way. It has become a tradition in our family, matchmaking or looking for our child at a young age. Salwa is among the last to get his partner. In our area there are still SD already tied to the rope of matchmaking," replied Kyai Anwar.
"Because of that, she's more mature than her other children. Because indeed since childhood already know that when they are around 18 years old, they have to marry and live separately with their parents," he continued.
I looked directly at Nada. But he didn't experience that.
"It doesn't apply to me. I don't want to have to be like that, and my area doesn't need that anyway." Understanding the meaning of my gaze, Nada immediately explained in detail the question in my heart.
"But reportedly yesterday you and Gus Dharma wanted it, Neng ... " Sahut Bu Nyai Iffah.
The name Dharma was revealed in our conversation. But what Dharma they mean is the same Dharma we know.
Seeing the motion of the wrong tone, making the person in the room immediately understand. If what Bu Nyai Iffah said is the truth.
"Not yet Lek ... I don't know, Nada Manut just the same Abah."
I smiled mockingly. Just this time I saw that sorry tone. The woman was firm and hard.
"What does Gus Dharma mean is Kang Dhrama, Nad?" many ensure.
"You know the Dharma, le?"
"Hm ... Don't know yet, Abah Yai. But if it is Dharma whose home is Trenggalek who also mondok also in Al Amin I know."
"Oh, yes it is. The same dharma. He'em .. That's Neng Nada's candidate."
My parents and I were in disbelief. We thought he was an ordinary santri. But hearing the title uttered by Kyai Anwar made us know that the young man was no ordinary kang-kang. It just deserves a different aura.
"Gee ... Incidentally, we and our family once troubled Kang Dharma at that time. So condolence," I said.
"What neuropoxin?"
"Make care of Layla. At that time he did not want to go home and was taken to the cottage. So he went to the bus and we sent him to the Dharma kang."
''Oal ... Yeah-yes. But secure? Your sister's not getting chained?" This time it was Kyai Mushofa who asked.
"Alhamdulillah, abah Yai. Layla healthy wal Afiat arrived at the cottage.
"Thankful ... Dharma likes to be seductive and ignorant. But Nada kayake even likes sing kyok ngunu kui (But Nada even likes it like that.)"
"G ... Abah ... Don't talk about it here. This is a forum to discuss Albi and Salwa, not Nada and Kang Dharma."
All those in the guest room laughed with the shyness that Masa showed.
"Yes already. We go back to the initial discussion. So how about it, Albi boy. Want to accept Salwa as your wife?" Again, the question was again heard by Kyai Anwar as Abah from Salwa.